The boy has grown up

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My name is Luo Yi, I'm 32 years old, and I work in the editorial department of a magazine (I won't tell you the name of the magazine). I have a beautiful and lovely wife, but since she's not the main character here, I won't introduce her.
To my shame, although I'm quite handsome, and many girls say I'm dashing, giving off a deep and passionate vibe, my sexual experiences with girls didn't start early. I can't remember which grade in elementary school I started masturbating. There was a pure and beautiful girl in my class who could sing and dance. Because we sang a song together at a school party, some mischievous classmates started treating us like a couple and made up a lot of rhymes about it. I was secretly pleased, but outwardly I acted angry.
We usually walked home together after school, holding hands affectionately, but when she found out about the rumors, she cried a lot and stopped talking to me. Looking back now, the thinking and environment were indeed very conservative back then; letting others know that two classmates were close was a shameful thing. Actually, this girl really liked me, but she was angry that her feelings were exposed. Of course, she told me this herself later when we were older. However, this incident had a big impact on me. From then on, I was always very cautious about interacting with girls, and many desires had to be buried in my heart, relieved by masturbation at night.
In short, masturbation was my biggest secret in elementary school. I did it almost every day, otherwise I would have a hard time falling asleep. As for the objects of my fantasies, they were uncertain. Sometimes it was female classmates, sometimes female teachers, or movie stars.
I remember a Chinese teacher in my elementary school who was over thirty years old. Many people said she was a "loose woman" and had affairs with other people. However, she was very good to her students, especially to me, perhaps because my essays were always read aloud as model essays. Sometimes I secretly wondered why she didn't sleep with me.
But I really didn't know what "sleeping with other people" meant.
After graduating from elementary school, I went to a boarding school in another city. The night before I left, I ran away from my family to meet the girl who sang with me.
We were both extremely nervous, even breathing heavily when we spoke. That day, I kissed a girl for the first time. She was too shy to look at me, her hands were sweaty, and she nestled against me like a little bird. I stiffly held her slender waist, and could clearly feel her developing breasts and hips. I couldn't see her expression that night, but her warm breath made my face and ears feel soothed, so I held her even tighter.
But that was all; nothing more. Later, when we recalled this incident, we both said we regretted not taking it any further, but we really didn't know what to do.
In junior high, I was a top student who attracted everyone's attention, and I was also the student council president, so I had many opportunities to interact with female classmates. Many girls who were secretly voted the school's most beautiful girls would intentionally or unintentionally strike up conversations with me. Needless to say, the affectionate look in their eyes conveyed something that any boy experiencing his first crush could understand. However, the teachers were also watching closely. Often, if a girl spoke to me for a few minutes, a teacher would call me into the office the next day to ask in detail what we had talked about. It seemed like someone was always secretly following and monitoring me.
Although these girls were all in the prime of their youth, my lack of sexual knowledge and timidity, coupled with my fear of ruining my image in the eyes of my teachers and classmates, meant I often missed opportunities. When they were alone with me, all they did was hug and kiss; they weren't much better than me in other ways.
Once, during a group outing and overnight stay, a girl a year older than me asked me out. By a shady stream, I boldly slipped my hand under her sweatpants to touch her private parts, discovering that the area was covered in soft hair, warm and moist. She breathed excitedly and said in a coquettish voice, "You're so naughty."
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Last time, when I slipped my hand under the girl's sweatpants to touch her private parts, she said in a sweet voice, "You're so naughty."
I panicked and quickly withdrew my hand, because this was the first time a girl had called me naughty. But she immediately grabbed my wrist, then wrapped her arms around my neck, and lifted her buttocks to tightly sandwich my arms between us.
She chuckled at me, saying, "You're such a good student, so honest. I was just being sarcastic."
I was still incredibly nervous, as this was, after all, my first time touching a girl's private parts. As I calmed down a bit, I began to feel the warmth and smoothness of her private area.
In a small patch of soft, fine hair, my fingers suddenly touched a thin, warm crevice, and the girl suddenly let out a soft moan. I involuntarily stopped and softly asked, "What's wrong? Are you alright?"
She didn't answer, but instead tightened her arms around my neck, thrusting her hips up again to press her crevice tightly against my fingers, then moved her whole body up and down, causing her crevice to rub against my fingers. Soon, I felt my fingers were wet with a lot of fluid. The girl's face was pressed against mine, very hot, even her heavy, short breaths were hot, blowing gently on my face and ears.
For a moment, neither of us spoke. I could only feel the girl's movements becoming faster and faster, her rapid breathing turning into soft moans. "Good brother, push harder, a little higher, a little higher," she said. I was a bit at a loss, but I mechanically did as she said. I could already feel a small lump the size of a soybean at the top of her vulva.
Suddenly, her moans turned into long groans. I looked up and saw her head held high, face up, mouth wide open, but her eyes narrowed to slits. After a spasm, she slowly calmed down, opened her eyes, and started giggling at me again, twisting her body as she whispered in my ear, "Brother, that feels so good."
If it weren't for that experience that night, I really wouldn't have known that girls masturbated. I was still in a daze when the girl looked up at my face, touched my chin with her soft little hand, and suddenly asked, "Hey, you guys, I mean you, do you do this too?"
This question touched on my biggest secret of the past few years, and to protect my image and self-esteem, I quickly shook my head. To my surprise, she gave me a sly glance, then suddenly reached down and touched my genitals, her hand landing on my already erect penis. She immediately grinned wickedly, "Haha, you can't fool me, your dick is really hard." I was completely stunned by this sudden attack.
Just as she impatiently reached for my zipper, I seemed to snap out of it. Without a word, I pushed her away, stood up, and ran back, leaving her slightly lewd giggles behind.
When I got back to the campsite, my classmates were busy preparing for the evening's party and didn't notice my flustered state.
The girl didn't return until almost halfway through the party. I never dared to meet her fiery gaze. In the moonlight, the red glow of the campfire illuminated her round, delicate face, making it appear flushed, while her full, moist lips gleamed. Many boys asked her to dance, but she refused, sitting motionless in a corner. Every time I glanced at her, I could feel her staring at me.
For the next year or so, we didn't go on dates. This wasn't just because I was intimidated by her boldness, but also because we both lived in boarding school, and apart from a few rare field trips, we had almost no chance to date. However, we could often meet in the school cafeteria or after class. Although we couldn't talk openly, her bright eyes always lingered on me. I, on the other hand, pretended to be indifferent, trying my best not to look at her. And so,
our relationship came to an end. Later, her audacity got her into trouble. After secretly dating a local hoodlum for a while, she became pregnant. The school found out and she was expelled. I never heard from her again; now, I can't even remember her name.
Although that incident in my second year of junior high wasn't exactly a real romance, it had a significant impact on my sexual development. I masturbated more frequently, and the images in my mind became more vivid. That soft, moist vulva seemed to be constantly pressed against my hand, lingering there. I deeply regret not daring to look with my own eyes at that time, to see what that mysterious place actually looked like.
The school started a physiology class, and the textbook only had one picture of female genitalia. I secretly studied it for a long time, but I still couldn't connect it with the realistic and vivid object. I started to look at the girls around me with a different eye, imagining whether they were like that girl, whether they were also secretly engaging in the activities I had witnessed, either alone or with boys. The more I did this, the more restless I became. I couldn't concentrate in class anymore, and those girls who usually winked at me became little sluts in my mind.
I was tall, and my seat was at the back of the class, which provided me with the opportunity to masturbate during class. Whenever everyone was focused on listening to the teacher, I couldn't resist the urge after my erection, and I would squeeze my penis tightly through my pants and pinch it for a while, then rush to the toilet to wipe away the semen after class.
Finally, one day, this behavior led to my first romantic experience at the age of 16.
When I first entered high school, four young teachers who had just graduated from teachers' college came to our school. At a school assembly, they all went up to the stage to meet everyone one by one. A female teacher named Lin Xiaoyi immediately caught my eye. When she stood up from the stage and nodded to us, my eyes lit up, my heart raced, and it felt like we'd met before.
If you insist I describe her appearance, I'm afraid words can't do it justice. Perhaps I should say someone you can compare her to: she looked exactly like the actress Athena Chu's twin sister.
I could feel the whispers around me immediately quiet down; both boys and girls stared at her wide-eyed. My lower body was already hard. I secretly glanced around, shifted my position, and covered my crotch with my hands to avoid being noticed.
For the next month or so, these new teachers completed a series of classroom internships before starting to teach in their respective classes. I knew Ms. Lin taught English, but unfortunately, we already had an English teacher, so I never expected her to teach us; I was just happy to see her every day.
However, fate is unpredictable. Our kind old English teacher was suddenly hospitalized due to liver disease. As the English class representative, I had just led a few classmates to visit him in the hospital. As soon as we returned to the classroom, our homeroom teacher came in and loudly announced, "Classmates, Mr. Zhang has unfortunately been hospitalized. Today, I'd like to introduce a new English teacher to you all. Please welcome her!"
Before she finished speaking, a petite figure flashed in. Upon closer inspection, wow, it was Ms. Lin!
The whole class fell silent, followed by enthusiastic applause and cheers. At that moment, I had a premonition that my life was destined to be intertwined with her.
In fact, I wasn't the only one who liked Ms. Lin. Apart from others, everyone in our class, both boys and girls, felt the same way. Because whenever it was English class, the usually mischievous boys became unusually quiet, and the girls' clothes became noticeably prettier.
As for me, I was the opposite; I became even more absent-minded and couldn't concentrate at all.
Ms. Lin was actually a very lively girl (she was only 22 at the time), always with a sweet smile that was captivating. She was petite, but curvaceous, and looked good in anything. Although she was a teacher, she wasn't that much older than us, so she got along well with all the students, constantly chatting and laughing with them during breaks. Almost everyone wanted to gather around, even just for a quick glance. But I
was different. I always stood far away, maintaining my usual feigned reserve. But I noticed that whenever my gaze fell upon her, surrounded by classmates, I would occasionally meet her gaze as she casually glanced at me. She would smile kindly at me, then turn back to chat and laugh with her "admirers."
All of us students lived at school, and we weren't allowed to go home except on weekends. Every morning we had to run and do morning exercises together, then attend morning self-study, and the last period in the afternoon was playtime. Since Ms. Lin arrived, every morning during self-study, I could see her running on the playground outside the classroom window, wearing a bright red tracksuit. Her beautiful legs, full buttocks, and bouncing breasts were all clearly visible.
The first time we spoke alone together was also on the playground. It was the second Wednesday afternoon after she started teaching. A few of us boys were playing basketball on the playground. I ran to the edge of the playground to retrieve a ball, and she walked over with a smile, calling out to me in her magnetic voice, "Luo Yi, can you come here for a moment?"
I agreed and threw the ball back, then we walked together onto the tree-lined path beside the stream on the edge of the playground. She wanted to hear the students' opinions on her teaching.
I wasn't really interested in talking about that; I was just constantly staring at her small, mound-like breasts when she wasn't looking. Suddenly, she turned around, caught my gaze, and her face flushed red. She awkwardly tugged at the hem of her tracksuit.
When she noticed, I panicked even more and couldn't speak coherently.
After an awkward silence, Ms. Lin finally spoke, her voice slightly different: "What's your zodiac sign?"
"Dragon," I answered casually.
"You're only 16," she said, knowing full well she knew the answer; most of us in the first year of high school were probably 16.
"I've noticed several girls in the class seem to have a thing for you,"
she said, her tone becoming lively again. I blushed and glanced at her. "I don't care."
She widened her eyes. "Oh, such a big mouth, you've got high standards."
In my mind, I thought, "Teacher, I've got my eye on you," but what came out was, "I'm still a high school student, how could I have a girlfriend?"
She stopped after saying "but," and didn't continue. Then I noticed she deliberately walked a little behind me, her large, bright eyes scanning me up and down. I knew many girls liked me not only because I was a good student, but also because I had a good figure and seemed mature for my age.
The conversation ended perfunctorily, but afterwards I noticed the teacher was looking at me much more often, and there seemed to be something else in her eyes.
It was probably late September, during our English class. Ms. Lin turned to write on the blackboard, her arm rising to reveal her slender waist and round, upturned buttocks. I couldn't resist and started masturbating under my desk. Just as I was about to climax, I suddenly realized the teacher was staring intently at me. My mouth, agape from excitement, froze.
"Luo Yi, translate the second half of the text orally."
I hurriedly stood up, opened my textbook, and began stammering. A moment later, the teacher strolled over and stood beside me. Just as I finished translating and put down my textbook, I realized the teacher's mouth was also open, but her eyes were fixed on my lower body. I quickly looked down and, oh my god, my pants were tucked up in the front. In my nervousness, I hadn't noticed that my erect penis hadn't gone down.
Before the teacher could speak, I jumped down and used the desk to cover my lower body. Looking up at the teacher again, she had already lowered her head and walked towards the podium. Until the end of the class, I didn't dare look at the teacher again. Her voice sounded distorted, dry and stiff.
During evening self-study, everyone was focused on their homework. Ms. Lin quietly approached me and said in a voice barely above a whisper, "Could you... could you come out for a moment?"
Apart from the babbling of the nearby stream and the occasional chirping of crickets, the grove was almost completely silent. From here, across the playground, we could clearly see the lights shining from the rows of classrooms on the other side.
Lin Xiaoyi and I almost simultaneously felt the light shining on us, so we left the shady path and moved deeper into the woods. I tried to pull my hand away from her private parts to adjust my position, but she clung tightly to my neck as if struck by lightning, her legs spread wide and clamping around my waist, continuing her panting.
I had no choice but to struggle to hold her waist with my left hand and slowly move inward. Just as I regained my footing, she suddenly changed her passive stance, reaching out and forcefully pulling my t-shirt out of my pants and rolling it up to expose my chest. Then she rolled up her own snow-white top, revealing her white bra and her swaying breasts.
She pouted, gave me a sideways smile, then glanced down at her breasts, guiding me to unhook her bra. I fumbled around, unsure where to begin, and in my haste, I yanked hard. With a "snap," the bra was ripped off, and Xiao Yi cried out in surprise. A pair of firm breasts trembled before me, smooth and snow-white, their delicate nipples rising and falling with Xiao Yi's breath.
I couldn't help but admire them and reached out to touch them. Xiao Yi, blushing, quickly hugged me again, her warm, firm breasts pressing against my chest. This intoxicating skin-to-skin contact thrilled me. I pushed her arms away again and reached out to caress her breasts. This time, Xiao Yi didn't flinch, but shyly nestled her head on my shoulder, whispering, "Dong, be gentle."
I touched her carefully, and she involuntarily shuddered, trembling.
I quickly asked, "Teacher, are you alright?"
She didn't answer me, but instead kissed my ear, my face, and my mouth with her soft lips.
After some time, Xiao Yi began to pull away my hand that was caressing her breasts, guiding me back to the bush between her legs. Then she touched my already bulging crotch with her hand, gently squeezing it for a while. Her hand hesitated slightly before pulling down my zipper. Her slender little hand deftly pulled down my underwear, and my penis sprang out naked.
Xiao Yi looked down with her blindfolded eyes, then bit her lip and glanced at me sideways: "Wow, it's so big... Do you do that every day?"
I chuckled and deliberately asked, "What do you mean?"
She giggled and squeezed my penis hard with her little hand. "What do you mean?"
I couldn't take it anymore and said, "Teacher, you do it for me, I'll do it for you."
So, we each put one hand in the other's crotch and began to masturbate each other.
I loved the teacher's warm, moist vulva. My fingers roamed back and forth between the two ends. The teacher panted and swayed her hips, seemingly searching for something. Then, like the girl before, she kept saying, "A little higher, a little higher." I had no choice but to "go with the flow," finally touching a protruding clitoris at the top. The teacher's body trembled, she gasped softly, and said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, don't move, that's it."
I dared not move anymore, but her hips continued to move in circles, making the clitoris rub against my fingers.
Meanwhile, her hand that was squeezing my penis quickened its pace. Unlike when I did it myself, she was stroking it back and forth while constantly squeezing and releasing, as if she were very experienced. It was
the first time I had experienced a girl's soft little hands masturbating me, and the excitement was indescribable. Coupled with the teacher's panting breath that kept blowing hot air onto my neck and face, I felt like I was about to ejaculate in no time. I started moaning and tightened my grip on the teacher's left hand.
The teacher's breathing quickened, and she said urgently, "Dong...Dong...Are you...going to cum?"
I hummed in response, and her hand, which was stroking me, began to move faster. As I opened my mouth and let out a drawn-out moan, she dodged to the side, and a white fountain shot out from my penis, spraying two meters away. After a series of convulsions, I slowly calmed down, panting.
The teacher then turned around and hugged me tightly again, her legs clamping my right hand between them, her breasts pressed against my chest, writhing vigorously. Her vulva seemed to be dripping wet, and her clitoris was slippery and impossible to hold back. The teacher
's breathing became labored again; she had just let out an "Ah," but immediately lowered it to a groan. I knew she was afraid someone would hear, so I quickly said, "Teacher, there's no one around, don't be afraid."
She gritted her teeth and shook her head vigorously, quickening her movements. After a while, her whole body began to convulse, her moans and sobs mixed together, but her mouth opened and bit my shoulder tightly. I was in excruciating pain, but I dared not cry out.
After the passion subsided, a quiet silence followed. I helped Teacher Xiao Yi straighten her clothes, retying the belt of her skirt. But she wouldn't let my penis retract; it dangled limply outside my pants, her hand still clutching it. I lifted her chin, wanting to see her beautiful face, but unexpectedly found glistening tears in the corners of her eyes. I panicked: "Teacher, what's wrong? It's all my fault, I've gone astray."
She smiled brightly, shook her head, and whispered, "Dong, I like you, I like it this way, I love you."
Ah, "I love you!" Ladies and gentlemen, when you're only 16, in the blossoming season of romance and fantasy, what would you feel hearing a beautiful girl you admire say those words to you so passionately?
I was overwhelmed with emotion, hugging the teacher tightly, repeatedly saying, "Teacher, I love you too, I will always love you."
The teacher kissed me tenderly, saying coquettishly, "But I'm six years older than you."
"I don't care," I vowed, raising my voice.
Ms. Xiao Yi was playing with my penis in her hand, whispering, "Actually, I've liked you ever since the first day you came to this class. Look at your captivating eyes, you really don't look like you're only 16. And look at this ugly thing, so dark and thick, it doesn't match your face at all."
Then she continued, "Hey, is yours this big even when it's soft?"
I was a little embarrassed. As everyone knows, people who masturbate regularly have a penis that is constantly engorged with blood, making it difficult for the blood vessels and sphincter muscles to contract, resulting in a relatively large size even when it's soft, and the glans is unusually large, like a mushroom. That's what happened to me.
But what the teacher said next surprised me: "No wonder so many girls keep looking at this spot."
I really didn't know girls would stare at this spot. Suddenly it dawned on me: "Teacher, tell me the truth, have you looked at this spot too?"
The teacher buried her head in my shoulder in embarrassment, giggling incessantly: "Who told you to be so bulging even when you're wearing clothes?"
I got excited again, grabbing the teacher's hand and letting her stroke my penis.
Just then, the lights in the classrooms in the distance began to go out one by one; evening self-study was about to end. The teacher turned around and quickly said, "No more today."
I grabbed her, disagreeing. She raised her hand and slapped my penis, saying, "You little rascal, take it back!"
Then she smoothed her dark, shiny hair and said, "It's too late, go back quickly. Do you want everyone to see?"
Reluctantly, I straightened my clothes, put my arm around her, and walked back. After crossing the small bridge over the river, she pulled away from me, saying, "Dong, you go first, I'll go later."
I knew she was afraid of being seen, so I said, "You should go back first. It's dark here; you'll be scared."
She looked at me gratefully, kissed my lips, and turned to leave.
That night, I couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, my mind filled with the teacher's image. I had truly fallen in love.
The next day in English class, the teacher also looked tired, but her eyes were still bright, even more expressive than before. Our eyes met occasionally, but we quickly looked away. Sometimes I felt an urge to shout to my classmates in class: "This beautiful teacher is my lover!" Just thinking about it made my face flush red.
We began dating more and more frequently, sometimes under public pretexts, like her asking me about classmates' studies, or me asking her to hand in homework; sometimes it was secret, during class when the other students weren't looking, she or I would slip each other a note indicating the time and place.
This "underground" approach thrilled us both.
This unusual first love had a profound and lasting impact on my later sexual psychology and behavior.
A month later, we were no longer satisfied with just touching, stroking, and hugging each other. She had clearly had sexual experience, but firmly denied ever being in a relationship, insisting she didn't want to talk about the past anymore. Even today, more than a decade later, I still don't know this secret of hers. I guess she had been hurt—a hurt she didn't want to experience. It was a crisp autumn day.
During the day, the teacher went to the back of the classroom and slipped me a note that read: "7 pm, my dorm. Be careful, love you, Yi."
I knew that the school was showing a movie in the auditorium that night, and almost everyone would be going—a perfect opportunity for our rendezvous. I quickly finished dinner in the cafeteria and anxiously waited for 7 pm.
The movie also started at 7 pm, and everyone was already rushing to get seats before then.
I avoided the main road to the auditorium, crossed the lawn, and took a detour to the teacher's dormitory building. She lived in the innermost unit on the third floor. The hallway was quiet, but my heart was pounding. I always came here to hand in classmates' homework, and this time, being seen meant I had no excuse to confess. I went to the door to knock, but found it ajar. Excitedly, I pushed it open and slipped inside. The teacher was standing before me, her eyes covered.
I rushed to Ms. Xiao Yi, picked her up, and swung her around the room. She whispered sweetly, "Ouch, you're hurting me! Put me down!"
I covered her mouth with mine to stop her from speaking. Wow, she looked like she'd just put on makeup; her fragrance was intoxicating. Her lips were clearly painted with a colorless lipstick, looking moist and glossy.
She wore a black and white floral dress, looking alluring and beautiful. She sniffed my neck and said in a commanding tone, "Go, go take a shower."
I chuckled and ran into her bathroom, standing in the bathtub to shower. Ten minutes later, she handed me a slightly oversized nightgown from outside and told me to put it on.
The silk nightgown clung to my body, smooth and comfortable, like touching her flesh. As soon as I came out, I embraced her on the sofa, kissing and hugging.
My skills in caressing and teasing Ms. Xiao Yi were becoming increasingly refined. I placed her on my lap, her firm buttocks pressing against my penis, and then kissed her half-open, moist lips, my tongue plunging straight in, parting her two rows of white teeth, swirling inside her mouth. She began to react, constantly swallowing, her firm breasts rising and falling.
I only then noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra; her porcelain-bowl-shaped breasts had two nipples pushing against her clothes, and I couldn't resist lowering my head and biting one of them with my lips.
"Oh dear, you're using too much force again," the teacher said sweetly, opening her tightly closed eyes.
I glanced at the window; the curtains were already drawn. Without a word, I reached behind her and skillfully unzipped her dress, pulling it down from top to bottom. "Oh no! Turn off the light!" the teacher cried anxiously.
I grinned mischievously at her. "My beauty, it's just a lamp. Turn it off later. We always get intimate at night. Today, I'm going to get a good look at you."
She didn't say anything more. As her dress was pulled down, she covered her eyes in embarrassment. I slowly scanned her entire body, starting from her slender neck. Two bright red nipples were embedded in her snow-white breasts, swaying right under my nose. I gently touched them, and the teacher groaned and turned her head away. My gaze
swept over her smooth abdomen, where I saw the pubic hair I had touched dozens of times in the dark. It was thick, black, shiny, and curly.
The teacher noticed me staring and quickly raised her upper body to cover herself. I pulled her hands away and firmly placed my hand between her legs. "Ah...ah..." The teacher raised her head and began to moan. I parted her pubic hair with my fingers, found her thick labia majora, and slowly sank in until I touched her clitoris. The teacher convulsed, and her moans became heavier.
My penis was already hard and erect, and when I parted the front of her nightgown, it pressed against the teacher's buttocks. The teacher sat up in a panic, reached out and grabbed it, hurriedly saying, "Don't!"
She turned around and lay on top of me, stroking my penis, her white buttocks exposed in front of me. I parted her buttocks from behind and saw her vulva, half-hidden by pubic hair. This was the first time I had seen a girl's private parts up close, apart from pictures in textbooks, and it excited me greatly.
I ran my fingers along the inside of her pink vulva, and at the other end of the clitoris, I saw a small, wrinkled opening. Before I could even touch it, I noticed some fluid coming out.
"Teacher's wet," I said to the teacher, turning around. The teacher stopped stroking my penis, turned back to stare at me, her face flushed, her eyes shining: "Teacher wants to give it to you," she said as if she had made up her mind.
"Come here," the teacher got up, took my hand, and walked into her bedroom, lying back on her bed. She spread her legs, and I stood between them.
My erect penis pointed at her head.
She stared at it for a moment, then looked up at me and said, "Dong...do you want Teacher?"
I nodded excitedly. "Then, come on," she said, lying back and pulling me onto her.
I was so nervous, I had no idea what to do next. She gripped my penis and pulled it towards her vulva, first rubbing it up and down against her wet labia, then aiming at the small opening: "Push forward," she prompted me.
I pushed, but it didn't work. I pushed harder, and the thick glans squeezed in. The teacher let out a long groan: "Yours is too thick, push harder."
I obeyed and thrust my hips forward, and with a "plop," my penis was inserted more than halfway.
"Ah, you're really good, come on!" The teacher grabbed my buttocks and pulled me hard against her body. When my penis was fully inside, she made me pull it out.
"Thrust back and forth, understand?" I nodded and started thrusting back and forth. The feeling of my penis inside the teacher's little hole was so good—tight, hot, wet, and tingling.
Because I masturbate regularly, I don't ejaculate prematurely like most virgins. After thrusting for a while, I heard a wet, smacking sound coming from the teacher's little hole. I quickly looked down, but the teacher grabbed my hair to stop me from looking. Instead, she hugged my back and pressed me against her swollen, slightly red breasts.
The teacher closed her eyes tightly, her trembling lips kissing me endlessly. Then she whispered in my ear, "I love you so much."
I breathed and replied, "Teacher, me too."
"Don't call me teacher, call me my darling."
I started calling her, "Darling, I love you."
The teacher's hands stroked my back from top to bottom.
A moment later, she whispered in my ear, "Is it comfortable?"
I nodded.
She asked again, "Tell me, what are we doing right now?"
I hesitated, then shook my head to indicate I didn't know.
"Do you know what that thing of yours is called?" The teacher's voice was somewhat lewd.
I shook my head again.
"It's called a dick."
Oh, I remembered that time in junior high when I was with a girl, that's what she called it.
"And what's your thing called?" I asked back.
The teacher chuckled lewdly, "It's called a slut, what we're doing now is called a big dick fucking a little slut." Good
heavens, this was the first time I'd ever heard such lewd words, and I couldn't imagine them coming from the mouth of such a beautiful girl as Teacher Xiao Yi.
Excitedly, I thrust wildly into the teacher's vagina—no, her slut—constantly asking, "How does Teacher know this?"
The teacher, seemingly ignoring my question, said, "With you, I dare to say anything. Come on, come on, fuck me hard with your big cock... ah... ouch..."
Her seductive manner made me lose control. I felt my penis head getting increasingly sore and numb, and I couldn't help but speed up the pace, moaning.
"...Ah... um... um... hmph... hmph... ah... Dong... Dong... are you... are you going to cum?"
I hummed in response and began my final thrusts, but the teacher suddenly pushed me away, grabbed my wet penis with her hand, and continued to stroke it with her glove. Almost simultaneously, I began to rapidly ejaculate, making "plop, plop" sounds as it hit the bed.
I kept moaning "ah" several times before stopping. The teacher continued to groan, saying, "I'm in my fertile period today, I can't cum inside."
After a flurry of wiping myself clean, I felt completely refreshed, but also a little tired. The teacher was no longer as shy as before. She seemed to have accomplished something significant, her expression a mixture of wanting to laugh and trying hard to hold it
back, making her even more charming and adorable. We lay naked on the bed, embracing. Her face touched a wet spot on the bed—a large puddle of semen I had ejaculated earlier. Although it had been wiped away with a towel, the strong smell made her frown.
She leaned in to smell it again, then glanced back at me sideways: "You're so annoying! What
should we do?" "Just put it in the washing machine," I said dismissively. "
Bullshit!" The teacher's eyes widened. "Can you wash that stuff off? Even after washing, there are still yellowish spots."
I was surprised by the teacher's experience. Thinking about it, it was no wonder; it would be strange if such a beautiful girl didn't have a boyfriend. But why was she so silent about it?
I asked myself that question. Then another thought crossed my mind: "Sigh, I'm lucky to have her now. Why worry about so much?"
"What are you thinking about?" The teacher snuggled tightly into my arms, gently stroking my thigh like a little bird.
"I'm thinking I must marry you."
The teacher kissed my chest and said, "Don't sing so sweetly now. Who knows if you'll even like me in the future? So many girls like you. When I'm old, you won't say that anymore."
I quickly said, "No, I'll love you forever."
The teacher's eyes lit up for a moment, but then immediately returned to their dazed state.
Her hand had already slid to my penis, which, although soft, hadn't visibly shrunk.
"Dong, yours is really great, hehe, it's just a bit ugly, the exact opposite of your face."
"Then what kind is considered pretty?" I asked eagerly.
"Haha, are you in a hurry? I'm just kidding. Teacher likes it the most. Girls all like ugly penises."
This increasingly lewd voice, paired with her beautiful face, was a truly intoxicating combination. My penis hardened again.
I couldn't wait to flip over and pounce on her, spreading her legs and thrusting my big penis into her slit. The teacher closed her eyes, letting me do as I pleased.
Just as I was about halfway in, the teacher suddenly opened her eyes, glanced at the watch still on her wrist, and hurriedly pushed me away, saying, "Dong...Dong, the movie's almost over, you should go now."
I really didn't want to stop right away, because the teacher's little hole was tightly enveloping my hard penis. However, I was still timid, and the thought of the teacher and my classmates going back to the dormitory soon made me nervous.
Taking advantage of my hesitation, the teacher pushed me up, ran to the living room, grabbed my clothes, and hurriedly helped me get dressed.
Before zipping up the zipper, the teacher reached out and squeezed my penis, muttering to herself, "Little brother, I'm sorry to have troubled you today, come again another day."
I didn't know if she was talking to me or to my "little brother," but I excitedly hugged her, and she softly fell into my arms, letting me caress her body.
I reluctantly left the teacher's dormitory, my mind wandering, my legs feeling light as I walked. The image of the teacher's delicate, snow-white, curvaceous naked body kept flashing before my eyes; her sweet, pretty face lingered there, her melodious, wanton breaths and lewd whispers echoed in my ears…
We began to fall into a mad, passionate love affair. Whenever no one else was around, I called her Yi, and she called me Dong. During sex, I called her Sister, and she called me Brother.
She would come to our classroom for a while now and then, just to catch a glimpse of me, and I wished she would come every day. The students all said that Teacher Lin cared most about her students; of course, both boys and girls wanted to see her often—she was so beautiful.
In class, I became a magnet, attracting Teacher Xiao Yi's gaze to me frequently, while I stared at her almost without blinking—at her pretty face, her full breasts, her round buttocks, and the places where my penis had entered and exited.
Xiao Yi's face was always radiant, her eyes sparkling, her bright red lips even more moist, and her gait had changed. Her slender waist and protruding buttocks swayed more dramatically, as if she were walking on a sofa bed. I knew all these changes were because I had slept with her. In my later history of playing with women, observing their facial features and gait became one of my great hobbies and a successful method.
One day, halfway through English class, the students were doing their exercises with their heads down. I couldn't resist and glanced at the teacher as she approached. The teacher swayed her slender waist as she strolled over to my side. I gestured for her to look at my lower body. She looked down, her eyes widening suddenly, letting out a soft "Ah!" before quickly covering herself with her hand.
It turned out that I had unzipped my pants, exposing my erect, dark penis. Due to extreme excitement, the glans throbbed, emitting a menacing gleam, and clear fluid oozed from the small opening.
She looked around in panic, then glared at me fiercely, gesturing for me to put it back. I ignored her and instead pulled her hand to touch it. She couldn't resist me; her small hand trembled as she gripped my large glans. I gritted my teeth, trying not to moan, and reached out my right hand, shoving it into the teacher's short leather skirt.
She flinched, released her grip on my penis, and turned to leave hastily. I watched her return to the podium, catch her breath for a moment, and then say, "Students, after you finish your exercises, hand them in to the class representative and take them to my room after class."
Then she grabbed her handouts, bowed her head, and hurried out.
That evening, as the students gradually returned to the classroom, I quietly slipped into the teacher's dormitory.
The door wasn't locked. As soon as I went in, the teacher, wearing a semi-transparent milk-colored nightgown, rushed out of the bedroom and threw
herself into my arms, pounding my chest with her small fists and whispering, "Are you trying to kill me? You dared to do that in the classroom, making me... I'm... I'm... wet." My hands moved down from her back to her buttocks, kneading them a few times before spreading her buttocks apart and reaching into her cleft. She quickly thrust forward, her flat, soft belly pressing tightly against my erect penis.
She let out a long sigh and gasped, hugging me and panting, "Big-dicked little brother, I can't take it anymore."
While I was busy stroking her, I replied, "Little slut, I've wanted to fuck you for a long time."
I bent down and pulled her nightgown up from the bottom, down over her head, revealing a fair-skinned, wanton beauty in front of me. I quickly stripped off my clothes, picked up the teacher, and carried her into the bedroom, throwing her onto the bed.
Xiao Yi lay on the bed with her legs in the air, half of her pretty face hidden by a few strands of black hair. Her head was tilted to one side, her eyes narrowed into slits as she stared at my erect penis. Her mouth was slightly open, with a little saliva spilling from the corner of her mouth. The two tender red nipples on her swollen breasts were already erect, like flower buds about to bloom, rising and falling with her rapid breathing.
Her lower abdomen, though flat, twitched irregularly with excitement. Further down, a thick patch of dark pubic hair extended into the triangle between her legs, and her labia majora, gently undulating, opened and closed, revealing glimpses of her pink vulva, glistening under the light due to its moisture. I let out a sharp roar, unable to hold back any longer. I pounced
on
the teacher like an eagle swooping down on a chick, kissing her mouth, neck, and breasts incessantly, while my legs parted her thighs, my hips thrusting up and down, my hard penis swinging back and forth, sometimes pressing against her lower abdomen, sometimes slapping against her genitals with a 'slap, slap' sound. The teacher's face
flushed, as if she had a fever, and she moaned softly, her eyes slightly open, whispering, "Little brother, little brother, sister can't take it anymore... hurry... hurry... come on."
Seeing that I didn't stop, she hurriedly grabbed my penis and forcefully shoved it into her vulva; I could clearly feel her clitoris with the head of my penis.
I heard the teacher's voice suddenly rise, sounding a little breathless. She rapidly moved my glans against her clitoris, making a wet, smacking sound. I thrust my penis forward, the glans sliding down the fleshy mound and then,
with a soft "plop," it slid in. "Oh my god!" the teacher exclaimed, struggling to sit up, supporting herself on her elbows on the bed, looking down at my large penis entering her vagina.
My eyes were fixed on her pretty face, half-hidden by her disheveled hair. Seeing her fascinated expression, I couldn't help but increase the pace of my thrusts. The wet, smacking sounds continued, and my lower body slammed against her buttocks and thighs with a "slap slap" sound. The teacher's breathing immediately became heavy, interspersed with intermittent moans: "Ah... um... um... hmph... hmph... ah..."
Watching her two white, plump breasts jiggle up and down and side to side, I couldn't resist reaching out to touch them. As soon as I touched her two erect nipples, her moans became much longer, like those of a seriously ill patient.
I hurriedly said, "Teacher... good sister... please... please keep your voice down, Teacher Wang's house is next door."
"Sister... sister... no... I can't... I can't take it... ah... um... um... little brother... you... you're really something... ah... ah..." The teacher's voice was louder than soft, as if she didn't care if others could hear.
I was a little anxious and quickly used my mouth to cover her open mouth.
"Mmm... um... um... um..." The teacher's voice became muffled, but her head shook even more violently.
I forcefully thrust my tongue into her mouth, and immediately the teacher's slippery tongue curled up and was deeply sucked in. Soon, our saliva mingled together and kept overflowing from the corners of our mouths, smearing our faces. Neither of us bothered to wipe it, we just smiled at each other and focused on kissing.
After a while, I pulled the teacher's arms away from behind me and pressed them tightly onto the bed, then straightened my tongue, first pulling it out of the teacher's mouth, then thrusting it in again, pumping it up and down.
My chest pressed tightly against the teacher's firm, white breasts, squeezing her from side to side and back to back. At the same time, I lifted and pressed my hips up and down, increasing the speed of my thrusting in and out of her vagina. The teacher writhed for a while, half moaning and half panting, then forcefully pulled her hands away from mine, then touched her sweaty face, propped my head up, and moaned breathlessly:
"...Ah...Hi...Hi...Hi...Ah...Ah...My God...Dong...Dong...You're getting...getting...Ah...You're...getting...playing...playing...Oh...Ah...Ah..."
I propped myself up, using my hand to brush aside the few strands of hair that were stuck together with sweat on the teacher's forehead, but my lower body continued to fuck her without stopping for a moment.
Since the first time we slept together, the time we spent making love had been getting longer and longer, from tens of minutes to one or two hours now.
I stared at the teacher's infatuated and seductive expression, asking as I continued, "Teacher... Sister, is it comfortable for little brother to do this?"
The teacher nodded repeatedly, "Comfortable... Ah... So comfortable... Little brother is getting better and better... Ah... Mmm... Ah..."
I changed my method of thrusting all the way in and then pulling out, instead using my uniquely thick glans to pump in and out of her vaginal opening in short bursts. I could clearly feel the contraction of my glans being pulled back and forth by the narrow vaginal opening, a tight, tingling sensation spreading from my glans throughout my body, and I couldn't help but moan.
The teacher's head swayed up and down with the back and forth of her body. She watched me fuck her, occasionally touching my chest and stroking my buttocks, then staring at our joined parts, panting with her mouth open.
"Dong...Dong...my good little brother...big-cocked little brother...you're the most...most...most handsome when you fuck your sister, look...look at you, you've made all the water out of your sister...ah...ah..."
The 'tsk tsk' sounds from the rubbing of my glans against her vulva grew louder and louder, making me a little embarrassed. The teacher was also so ashamed that she kept biting her lower lip, unsure what to do. However, like me, she was clearly stimulated by the sounds, as she began to actively lift her hips, letting her vulva meet my big cock.
I involuntarily looked down at the teacher's vulva, but our position meant I could only see my penis going in and out of a patch of wet, black pubic hair, so I had to look up again.
The teacher spoke: "Dong... um... um... hmph... good little brother... you... ah... you... don't want... want... to see... see how... how your big cock... fucks... fucks your sister? Come on... sister... sister will show you... show you enough..."
The teacher spread her thighs as wide as possible and lay down completely. I quickly lifted the teacher's legs and pushed them towards her upper body, so that I could clearly see the dark pubic hair at the base of her thighs, the bright red flesh, and my dark cock going in and out of her vagina.
I don't know if it was because this position made my cock penetrate deeper, or because she felt stimulated by being watched and played with, but anyway, the teacher's moans suddenly became louder. She tried to lift her upper body and touch my chest with her hands, but she was blocked by her legs and couldn't reach me at all, so she had to lie down again, twisting her whole body and grabbing around with her hands, tearing the sheets into a crumpled ball.
After a series of vigorous thrusts, I felt myself about to ejaculate and quickly asked the teacher, "Sister, is it safe today?"
"Safe, safe,"
the teacher replied, but immediately shouted, "No, no!"
She sat up halfway, reached down to my genitals, and pinched the base of my penis hard with several fingers. I first felt a throbbing pain, then a dull ache. After a cry of "Ouch!", my urge to ejaculate subsided.
"I have to wait...wait a little while," the teacher said coquettishly, before lying back down.
I had to regroup and continue.
Because some of my semen might have leaked out earlier and remained in her vagina, mixed with the teacher's vaginal fluid, white foam overflowed from the entrance of her vagina with each thrust of my penis, turning the smacking sounds into a splashing sound like churning mud.
I began by slowly withdrawing my penis to the entrance of her vagina, following the teacher's preferred method, and then thrusting it in forcefully. I moved my hips in a circular motion, rubbing the base of my penis against her genitals, causing her pubic hair to continuously stimulate her clitoris. At the same time, the head of my penis moved around at the base of her vagina. Although the movements didn't need to be fast, they were quite physically demanding.
Actually, from my own perspective, during my sexually active teenage years, I couldn't help but want to fuck her hard. But after a few times, I realized that my teacher didn't really like that style. She always told me, "I'm not as strong as you, don't be so rough, I can't handle it."
Now, I adjusted my position, kneeling upright, holding my teacher's legs with my arms, and gently pulling them up. Her snow-white, round buttocks lifted slightly off the bed. Then, I thrust forward, pressing my erect penis against her closed vulva. After a few wriggling movements, I pushed hard and squeezed it into her vagina again.
My teacher tilted her head to one side, glancing at me as I worked. After my penis was inserted, she started moaning again:
"Ah...good...your big penis is...in again...so good...so good...little brother...fuck me hard...come on...harder..."
Seeing me thrusting hard, she smiled and said, "Look at you...ah...ah...so...so hardworking..."
She tightly clamped her upper and lower lips around her protruding tongue, vigorously moving her hips to meet my movements.
Not long after, the teacher stopped speaking, leaving only moans and panting. A while later, the sounds grew more rapid, until finally she said, "I can't take it anymore," and asked me to put her legs down. Then she lifted her upper body, wrapped her arms around my neck, and squeezed her thighs around my waist, vigorously shaking her hips. I felt her wet, hot vagina convulsing, gripping my penis tightly. I couldn't help but push her away, letting her lie back on the bed, then lifted her thighs and began thrusting forcefully.
I tried to pull my glans to the entrance of her vagina before plunging it all the way in, increasing the speed. The teacher's initially pleasurable moans turned into cries of pain, fading into nothing but "Fuck me to death."
Finally, she arched her back, crying out, "I'm coming...I'm coming...brother...brother, come too!" Then her whole body shuddered and convulsed.
My glans felt a burning sensation and the rapid contractions of her vaginal walls. I pulled up the teacher's waist, which she was about to lower, and said, "Wait, I'm coming right away." Then I thrust wildly, the tingling sensation in my glans quickly spreading throughout my body. When I felt a surge of heat enter my penis, I closed my eyes, pressed my penis firmly against the teacher's vulva, and ejaculated my pent-up semen into her vagina. My whole body convulsed.
Due to the ejaculation, the teacher moaned along with me.
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Days passed. Teacher Xiao Yi and I went from falling in love at first sight to sleeping together and then to a deep and passionate relationship, seeing each other almost every day.
Xiao Yi was a talented woman; not only was she beautiful, but she could also sing and dance. She was always present at any school event. I was the same; I had been immersed in art since childhood and had always been a key member of the arts community. Under our leadership, our class consistently won major awards in a school with thousands of students. On the other hand, these events also provided many opportunities for us to meet.
The school has a multi-purpose activity center. The first and second floors house a gymnasium and fitness center, the third floor has dance and music practice rooms, and the fourth floor is a venue for calligraphy, painting, and other activities and exhibitions. On weekends, students with different interests can go to different venues for activities, and various competitions and exhibitions are frequently held.
Xiao Yi and I often meet here. She plays the piano beautifully, and I play the violin quite well, so we often practice famous pieces from home and abroad together, attracting quite a few onlookers. I know that people are interested in more than just our music; many boys come to see Teacher Xiao Yi, while the girls often try to get my attention. But once the music starts, our attention is focused on the sheet music.
We search for mutual love and desire in the music, and although we are in front of others, this bold expression is hidden in the music, something only the two of us can understand. We often gaze deeply into each other's eyes, teasingly smiling at each other, letting the young men and women around us, just beginning to experience love, understand the warm and affectionate atmosphere.
Sometimes, when things got intense, my lower body would start to stir, and my violin would go off-key. At these moments, my teacher would always give me a flirtatious look that others might not easily notice, her lips pressed tightly together in a forced smile.
Actually, she sometimes lost control too. When I heard her piano playing go off-key, I immediately noticed her beautiful legs pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other, and her hands on the piano becoming unresponsive. Then I would use the violin's change of key to remind her that I'd noticed, and she would snap out of her daze and quickly adjust her posture and the rhythm of the music. A blush would instantly spread from her charming face to her long, slender neck, and her red lips would be bitten between her small, white teeth.
During our rendezvous at night, she would always laugh heartily, teasing me for getting an erection in that kind of situation. When I retorted, she would playfully pounce on me, hitting me and saying that I had teased her, causing her to lose control. I would ask when I had teased her, and she would whine that I had teased her anyway, leaving me no choice. What followed was, of course, another passionate and intense lovemaking session.
Sometimes we would also sit quietly and read. Ms. Xiao Yi's refined temperament was inseparable from her love of reading. She loved collecting books; two large bookshelves were filled with classics from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign. I was also a bookworm, obsessed with books.
One day, while rummaging through her bookshelves in her study, I found a stack of things tightly wrapped in kraft paper in the bottom shelf. When I opened it, it turned out to be the "pornographic book" that students had been secretly talking about: *Jin Ping Mei*. Excitedly, I quickly opened it to read.
The teacher, who was tidying up in the living room, heard the commotion in the study. She came in, let out a long "Oh dear!" and rushed over, snatching the book away:
"Who told you to mess with the bookshelf? You're not an adult yet, you can't read this kind of book!"
I looked unhappy: "You said that minors couldn't read 'Dream of the Red Chamber' and 'Romance of the Western Chamber' back then, but you even explained them to me later. I'm already 17 years old, not far from adulthood!"
"This book is different from the previous ones," the teacher argued, blushing.
I understood. I slowly walked up to the teacher, grinning mischievously, and deliberately asked, "What's different?"
The teacher rolled her eyes at me, spat at me, and said, "You bad boy, you know perfectly well what
I'm asking." I pressed on, "I haven't seen it, how would I know? You've seen it, please tell me, dear sister, please."
The teacher's head was buried in my chest, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz: "Just see for yourself, I can't be bothered with you anymore."
I sat on the sofa, pulled the teacher onto my lap, and whispered,
"Dear sister, it's all in traditional characters, can you explain it to me?"
The teacher pulled her arm away from mine, sat down next to me, and buried her head in my chest again, saying, "No, no, you're going to be naughty again."
Then she started hitting my crotch, hitting my penis hard, saying, "I'll teach you to be bad, I'll teach you to be bad."
It's strange, Xiao Yi is 6 years older than me and is my teacher, but I gradually found it hard to consider her my teacher. Sometimes, when something happens, she acts like an older sister, but in bed, she's like a little girl. When passion strikes, she can be unrestrained, yet still retains a shy, bashful air. And at these moments, I always feel a surge of masculine emotion, an urge to protect her, caress her, and play with her.
When I reached out to touch her full breasts beneath her silk blouse, she struggled slightly, then nestled softly in my arms like a kitten, letting me caress her as I pleased, her breathing becoming heavy.
After a while, Xiao Yi, her eyes half-closed, looked at me and said, "Dong, let's not do it today, okay? I'm a little tired. Why don't you read first, and then... okay?"
I understood what she meant, lowered my head to kiss her lips, then let out a long breath and agreed.
However, Xiao Yi wouldn't let me take the book out to read, so I could only read it in her study when I had a spare moment. Actually, I still don't fully understand the plot of *Jin Ping Mei*, partly because the story is too long and it's a traditional Chinese reprint, so I only read the parts with explicit sexual descriptions, and partly because with Xiao Yi, such a beautiful woman, beside me, I didn't have much focus to immerse myself in the book. Xiao Yi, on the other hand, always seemed very engrossed when reading with me, and would carefully explain things to me, as if afraid I wouldn't understand. I would take the opportunity to tease her, pretending not to understand and asking extra detailed questions. When she realized I was teasing her on purpose, she would blush and snuggle into my arms, acting all cute.
Our dates were becoming too frequent, and Xiao Yi started to worry about being discovered, since we were both too conspicuous. So, she started inviting other classmates to her place, ostensibly for tutoring, discussions, heart-to-heart talks, or teacher-student gatherings. This meant that although we made love less often than before, it was safer. I always went along with her arrangements.
The boys in my class were all eager to be invited by the teacher to spend some time with her. Every day after lights out in the dormitory, talking about the beautiful English teacher became their regular topic. To avoid arousing suspicion, I would occasionally chime in. However, sometimes they went too far, even discussing Xiao Yi's body, and I couldn't help but interrupt them, reminding them to respect the teacher. I was the student council president and class representative, so everyone listened to me.
But twice, some classmates linked me to Xiao Yi, saying that I had the best relationship with the teacher, and if it weren't for the teacher-student relationship, I could easily marry Xiao Yi. Someone interjected, saying, "What does a teacher-student relationship matter, as long as you truly love each other." I tried to defend myself, but was "besieged" by most of them. Some even said that the teacher always looked at me with soft, gentle eyes.
I felt a sweet warmth in my heart. I knew that not only our class, but boys in other classes must also fantasize about having an intimate relationship with Xiao Yi, and it wouldn't be surprising if some even secretly masturbated. And I, on the other hand, had already possessed the teacher's beautiful body and was playing with it to my heart's content. However, I did have an impulse to marry my teacher back then.
Summer arrived, and our dates, which usually took place in Xiao Yi's room
, sometimes moved outside. Our school's most unique feature was its lack of walls; although located in the city, it was far from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by mountains and water—a perfect place to study. Everyone still had evening self-study sessions as usual. Because I held several positions, I was often absent from the classroom.
The woods next to the school's open-air sports field were a favorite spot for teachers and students to stroll during extracurricular activities, but at night, the sounds of insects and the flowing water of the stream beside the woods made it exceptionally quiet. My first date with Xiao Yi was here. During the day, when I strolled here, I would always intentionally or unintentionally look for the spot where we had been on the grassy path, reliving that exciting moment.
One evening, we agreed to meet here. I stayed in the classroom for less than an hour before quietly slipping out. Xiao Yi followed me into the depths of the woods, looking around for me. She was wearing a black dress that day; I think it was because she was afraid of being seen at night.
I sneaked up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Who are you looking for?"
"Oh my god!" the teacher exclaimed, turning around to make sure it was me before swinging her little fist at me. "You bad boy, you scared me to death!"
I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my arms, chuckling, "I'm going to scare this little slut who's cheating on me."
Xiao Yi pinched my arm hard, rolling her eyes and saying, "If I'm a slut, then you're a pervert."
I placed my hand on Xiao Yi's rapidly heaving breasts and said, "Okay, okay, I'm a pervert, alright? Come on, let me feel if your heart is about to jump out of your chest."
Xiao Yi tried to pull my hand away, but couldn't, so she let me caress her.
I suddenly realized she wasn't wearing a bra under her skirt; no wonder she seemed a little off earlier, with something trembling on her body.
I suddenly felt excited and pressed my lips against Xiao Yi's soft, moist lips, kissing her. Xiao Yi slightly parted her lips, letting my tongue slip inside and swirl around them. Her two soft, boneless arms wrapped around my neck.
My tongue first moved back and forth and side to side in her mouth, occasionally intertwining with her wet, slippery tongue. After a while, my tongue felt a little numb, and just as I pulled it out of her mouth, her tongue darted out and slipped into mine, mimicking my movements.
I let her play for a while, then clamped her tongue between my lips and sucked it forcefully into my mouth. Soon, her tongue was completely inside me. As I continued to suck forcefully, Xiao Yi felt pain and groaned loudly. Seeing that I didn't stop, she grabbed and pinched my back. I opened my mouth and let her tongue out, and she breathed heavily, her warm breath spraying onto my chest, which felt very comfortable.
Xiao Yi pressed her already slightly hardened breasts against my chest, rubbing them intentionally or unintentionally, gazing at me affectionately without saying a word. My erect penis could already feel her soft abdomen rhythmically pressing against me.
I stared at Xiao Yi's pretty face, which was beginning to cloud over, and whispered, "Good sister, I want to fuck you."
Upon
hearing my words, Xiao Yi's body trembled as if struck by lightning, and she froze. Her breathing quickened, and the arms around my neck tightened involuntarily. Her eyes narrowed to slits, her small mouth opened, and she murmured, looking up at me, "Sister is wet."
"Let me see," I said, squatting down and lifting the hem of Xiao Yi's long skirt.
Xiao Yi said "No," but pressed her hand against the top of my head.
Two straight, snow-white thighs slowly emerged as the skirt rolled up, until a dark, triangular tuft of pubic hair appeared right before my eyes. Teacher Xiao Yi wasn't even wearing underwear. I looked up at Xiao Yi; her eyes were tightly closed, her small mouth slightly open, and she was panting. It seemed she had come prepared today.
I lowered my head to examine that alluring triangle again. In the night, Xiao Yi's thighs and abdomen glowed with a bluish-white light, and the thick pubic hair clustered below her abdomen looked mysteriously alluring. A delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils on the breeze, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
I slowly leaned over, sticking out my tongue, the tip sweeping across her pubic hair.
"Mmm...ah..." Xiao Yi's abdomen twitched rapidly a few times, her legs swaying unsteadily, and she raised her hands from above my head to hold onto a nearby tree.
Her long skirt slipped down from over my head, covering my back. I was almost completely enveloped in the skirt, in complete darkness, unable to see anything.
I continued to lick her pubic hair and the surrounding abdomen and inner thighs, faintly hearing Xiao Yi's soft moans. Xiao Yi shifted her body slightly, spreading her legs apart. My hand traced up her inner thighs, reaching her inner thighs, where I touched a small, wet patch—it was her vaginal fluid. Excitedly, I placed my hand on Xiao Yi's buttocks, then desperately stretched out my tongue, licking the cleft beneath her pubic hair, the parted labia and the protruding clitoris all within the 'sweeping' range of my tongue. Xiao Yi was trembling all over, her moans becoming rapid.
Suddenly, through her skirt, I felt Xiao Yi's hands press down on my head again. This time, she used great force, shoving my head between her legs. At the same time, her buttocks jerked back and forth, her pubic hair poking my face, making it hard to breathe.
I stuck out my tongue, letting it slide back and forth along the parted flesh, the mingled vaginal fluid and saliva making a smacking sound as they rubbed together.
Xiao Yi's movements became faster and faster. A few minutes later, she pressed my head down tightly, her whole body convulsing, moaning repeatedly. A warm liquid surged onto my tongue and flowed into my mouth. Caught off guard, the liquid made me cough repeatedly.
Xiao Yi pulled me to my feet, cupped my face, and kissed me frantically: "Dong, my good little brother, your sister loves you to death!"
She hurriedly reached down and pulled down my sweatpants, grabbing my already throbbing penis and stroking it back and forth. "Big cock...so hard, my innocent big bad guy...your big cock is wet too. Come on, fuck me, fuck your sister with your big cock, I want to die!"
I panicked, forcefully pulling up Xiao Yi's skirt and thrusting my big cock forward.
Xiao Yi giggled, "Oh, why are you putting so much force on my stomach?"
I quickly squatted down a little and inserted my penis into the gap between Xiao Yi's legs. Xiao Yi immediately clamped her legs tightly together, and my big cock began to thrust in and out.
Soon, Xiao Yi's juices soaked my penis again, making it wet and slippery. I looked around, wanting to find a lush patch of grass to put Xiao Yi on, but I was afraid the uneven ground would hurt her, and I regretted not bringing a sheet or something.
I moved a few steps, stomping on the ground, but nothing was ideal. Suddenly remembering Ximen Qing's "upside-down candle" game in *Jin Ping Mei*, I prepared to sit on the ground first and let Xiao Yi do it to me.
Xiao Yi saw through my intentions and quickly said, "No, you're wearing clothes, my fluids will all get on you." I was frantic, not knowing what to do.
Xiao Yi hugged me, breathing hot air into my ear, and said wantonly, "I want you to fuck me from behind."
Hearing this, I thought it was indeed a good idea, so I quickly let go of Xiao Yi, made her turn around, hold onto a tree, and bend over with her buttocks sticking out. I pulled up her skirt from behind, revealing two round, white, tender buttocks to me.
Xiao Yi, her hair disheveled, turned around and glanced at me, saying, "Come on, I can't take it anymore."
I hurriedly thrust my big, hard penis into her buttocks.
Xiao Yi chuckled and slapped my thigh, "You bad boy, where are you putting it?"
I reached down and realized I was pressing against her anus. I quickly moved downwards, but after several attempts, I couldn't find a spot because the cleft was wet and slippery everywhere.
Xiao Yi giggled again, "Can't find your way home, huh? Let me help you."
She then grabbed my penis, stroked it a few times, and pulled it towards her cleft, aiming it at her little hole, saying, "Okay, go for it!"
I responded and thrust in, "Plop!" My penis was halfway in.
"Oh my god!" Xiao Yi groaned.
It was my first time playing this position with Xiao Yi, so I was especially excited. I found that this standing rear-entry position, due to the pressure of her buttocks, increased vaginal tightness, making my penis feel very comfortable. The impact of thrusting against her soft and elastic buttocks further amplified my desire to conquer.
At first, I thrust short and fast. After a few splattering drops of vaginal fluid, I switched to Xiao Yi's favorite method: long, forceful thrusts, and swirling movements.
The first time I thrust in, Xiao Yi cried out, "Ouch!" and said, "No!"
I quickly asked what was wrong. She looked back at our joined bodies and said, "I don't know what's wrong, why is your thing so long today? It's hurting inside." Then she added, "It's okay, keep going. Maybe it's because of the new position."
I spread her round buttocks apart with my hands and continued thrusting. As my penis slowly withdrew, Xiao Yi opened her mouth wide and took a long breath. When I thrust in hard, she gritted her teeth and let out a long, desperate moan. Suddenly, Xiao Yi grabbed my buttocks and looked up at me, saying, "Wait a minute, Dong, did you...did you hear something?"
I was startled and quickly stopped, looking around.
It was completely silent. The lights from the classroom in the distance shone through the trees, and the water in the nearby stream reflected the light.
"No," I gently stroked Xiao Yi's buttocks and back, "No one would come here at this time." I reassured her, continuing to thrust my penis inside.
Xiao Yi let out an "Ah," burying her head to continue enjoying my caresses.
I leaned my upper body against Xiao Yi's back, reaching my hands under her skirt to caress her firm breasts, pinching her erect nipples with my fingers.
Xiao Yi's moans quickened, and she began to moan softly, "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...good little brother...you...you really know how to play...sister lets...let you play...play until I'm dizzy...your big cock is so hard...so thick...so...so long...thrusting...thrusting me to death...I'm...little brother, you're fucking me so well...sister lets...let you fuck...fuck me for a lifetime...you...you're willing?"
I panted, responding, "Good sister...hum...sister...I'm willing...willing...fuck...fuck you for a lifetime...your little...little..." "You...you little hole...so tight...Yi...if you feel good...just moan loudly...moan it out loud, no one will hear you."
At first, Xiao Yi was trying hard to hold back her moans, but after I said that, she finally shouted out loud: "Ah...ah...ah...it feels so good...I feel so good...ah...ah...yes...yes...harder...yes...ouch...ouch...it's numb...don't...don't stop...fuck me to death...fuck me to pieces..."
Xiao Yi was almost at orgasm because her buttocks started to move actively, responding to my thrusts, and she also thrust backward with each stroke. My abdomen hit Xiao Yi's buttocks with a "slap slap" sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet forest, and the tree that Xiao Yi was holding tightly also rustled with our movements.
Finally, Xiao Yi grabbed my tightly clenched buttocks and pinched them hard, letting out a long, mournful cry: "Ah...ah...ah...I'm coming...I'm going to die!"
A surge of heat rushed into my penis, the vaginal walls contracted rhythmically, and the opening gripped the base of my penis tightly. My whole body stiffened as if electrified, my glans went numb, and a surge of heat rushed from my abdomen into my penis, gushing violently from the glans.
Xiao Yi shuddered, groaning repeatedly, her legs giving way as she was about to collapse to the ground. I quickly caught her, and she turned around, hugging me tightly, silent except for panting.
I felt something wet on my chest, and looking down, I saw Xiao Yi sobbing softly in my arms. I panicked and hurriedly asked what was wrong. She smiled faintly, "It's nothing, I'm just happy that I feel like the happiest person in the world right now."
I was so moved that I didn't know what to say. I lifted her chin with my right hand and said earnestly, "Sister Yi, marry me. I'll marry you after I graduate."
"I'm your sister, aren't you afraid people will laugh at you? I'm so much older than you," Xiao Yi whispered, stroking my chest.
"I don't care, you'll always be mine," I said stubbornly.
Xiao Yi was silent for a moment, then sighed softly and said, "Sigh, who can say what the future holds? You have your future ahead of you, how can you stay in your hometown? You're only 17, your mind can change."
She reached out and grabbed my semi-erect penis, gently stroking it, then chuckled and said, "You're so young and already so good at playing with girls, what will you be like when you grow up? Who can guarantee you won't have bad intentions if you meet someone younger and prettier than me? I really don't trust you to marry me."
I quickly swore, "No, I'll love you forever."
"Hmph, so many young girls are already fluttering around you like flies, tell me the truth, haven't you had any feelings for them?" I shook my head vigorously.
Xiao Yi continued, "Sigh, anyway, you're my nemesis. I know there's no future between us, but I can't help myself when I think of you, I can't resist when I see you. Wherever you go in the future, don't forget your sister." Then she cried again.
My heart was breaking. I hugged Xiao Yi tightly, unable to say anything but "I will always love you." Two streams of tears rolled down my face, dripping from the corners of my mouth and falling onto Xiao Yi's beautiful face.
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Summer vacation had begun, and Xiao Yi and I had agreed to meet two weeks early when I returned to school.
Xiao Yi's parents and an older brother lived in another city and had been urging her to come home for a visit, as she hadn't been home since graduating from university, and her brother was getting married soon. I, however, would be home two weeks later because of a social survey organized by the student union.
The night before Xiao Yi left, I visited her, and we had a tender, unforgettable farewell. I asked her to write me a letter, but she said no, afraid my parents would find it if it arrived home. I suggested calling, but she still said no, afraid my parents would know. I said I would write to her, and after a moment's hesitation, she agreed, but warned me not to write anything explicit, because her parents or brother might see the letter.
That night, the teachers and classmates were all busy getting ready to go home, and no one was paying attention to us. So Xiao Yi stripped naked, wearing only a baggy, sleeveless, round-neck pullover, and paced back and forth in the room packing her things. Her breasts, unbound by a bra, bounced around inside her clothes, and her smooth, white thighs swayed in front of me, almost blindingly so in the lamplight. Whenever she bent over or raised her arms, her white buttocks and dark pubic hair would be revealed, arousing me. Xiao Yi knew what her outfit meant to me, so she deliberately swayed her slender waist, revealing her seductive side, and occasionally giving me a flirtatious glance.
I decided to give her a taste of her own medicine. I sat on the sofa and slowly took off my shirt, revealing my well-built muscles. Xiao Yi's eyes swept over me, she paused for a moment, then immediately pretended to be nonchalant. However, I still noticed that she was aroused. Because her gait began to sway slightly, she habitually bit her lip again.
I chuckled inwardly, then began to unbuckle my belt. The sound of the buckle made Xiao Yi turn her head; I could hear her breathing. I ignored her and continued to pull down my pants. My small shorts were already bulging from my erect penis. Xiao Yi's chest heaved as she hurried towards the bedroom.
I finally pulled down my shorts, and my thick, dark penis sprang out, swaying with its mushroom-shaped glans.
With a 'thud,' I looked up and saw a box of something in Xiao Yi's hand fall to the ground. She stared intently at my lower body, panting with her mouth open.
I pretended not to see, reached out and grasped my penis, slowly stroking it up and down. A stream of fluid oozed from the small opening of the glans, flowing down into my hand, making a smacking sound as my hand moved up and down.
Xiao Yi groaned, pounced on me, and pressed her entire body against mine.
"You're so bad, so incredibly bad," she said, her face flushed, as if she had just finished drinking.
"How am I bad?" I asked knowingly.
"You're bullying me," Xiao Yi snuggled against me playfully.
I reached down and touched her inner thigh; even her pubic hair was wet.
"Ouch, ouch," Xiao Yi's body went limp, collapsing onto me, moaning softly.
I whispered in her ear, teasing her, "You were fine just now, what's wrong? Is something bothering you?"
Xiao Yi couldn't speak clearly anymore, she just clung to me tightly, her eyes closed, her hot tongue licking my mouth, face, neck, and chest. Her small hands reached down and grasped my hard penis, squeezing and stroking it desperately. She moaned and cried, "Ah, ah, I want it, I want it, give it to me quickly!"
I moved her body, making her spread her legs, her buttocks sitting on my lap, my erect penis pressed against Xiao Yi's lower abdomen, the glans touching her navel.
Xiao Yi looked down at my penis, then looked up, her eyes still blurry, and said, "It's terrifying how deep this big thing can go inside me."
With that, she slowly raised herself up, pressing against my lower abdomen, her wet, fleshy opening enveloping my penis. She began to rub her opening up and down along my penis, her moans growing louder.
Seeing the time was right, I pulled Xiao Yi's body up a little and whispered, "Are you itchy? Let my big cock help you."
Xiao Yi eagerly hummed, "Itchy, itchy, fuck me quickly!" She then guided my penis, rubbing the glans back and forth a few times inside her opening, then aimed at her little hole, sat down, and with a "plop," it went in all the way. Perhaps because of the speed, Xiao Yi hissed and gasped.
That night was the first time I had "inverted candle" sex with Xiao Yi. Because we had been studying for exams for almost ten days, we hadn't played together, so we were both very excited. Xiao Yi knew I had read *Jin Ping Mei*, so she imitated the characters in the book, acting wildly, and I enjoyed watching her performance. But it was hard to reconcile this naked, fair-skinned little slut with the dignified and elegant female teacher in the classroom.
Xiao Yi's rapid up-and-down movements didn't last long. With each downward thrust, my penis pounded into her, making her body increasingly limp. Her head swayed as if she were dizzy, and she could only cling to me, moaning, having long forgotten her movements. I had to support myself under her arms, gently lifting her up, and thrusting my hips and buttocks upwards from below.
Xiao Yi was completely limp, her limbs weak, her disheveled face turned to one side, moaning lasciviously as I fucked her.
Lifting her arms became too tiring, so I instead held her waist. I kissed her breasts repeatedly from above while continuing to thrust in and out. Xiao Yi's vaginal fluid was scraped out by my glans, flowing down my penis onto my thigh, and then onto her buttocks with each thrust, making a series of "slapping" sounds.
When Xiao Yi reached out to stroke my head, I made a new discovery through the gap between her arm and body. It turned out that Xiao Yi had a large wardrobe in the living room, and she hadn't closed the wardrobe door while tidying up her clothes. Behind the wardrobe door was a huge dressing mirror facing us. In the mirror, two naked bodies, one white and one dark, were writhing together. Wow, Xiao Yi and
I were unconsciously mesmerized. Looking closer, I saw Xiao Yi's buttocks spread apart in the mirror, and at the end of her buttock cleft, a thick, shiny black penis was constantly going in and out. White foam slowly flowed from where the penis was withdrawn, then split into two streams: one stream flowed down the penis and disappeared into the thick pubic hair, while the other stream flowed out of her buttock cleft, dripping down onto the sofa.
Xiao Yi noticed me staring at what was behind her and quickly turned around. "Oh my god!" she cried, trying to stand up. "You rascal, you're so embarrassing!" she said, then
tried to cover her bottom with her hands. I held her tightly, pulling her hands away forcefully, saying repeatedly, "Good sister, good sister, don't move, let me see you, you're so beautiful."
After a few moments of awkwardness, Xiao Yi calmed down a little. Seeing that I was still staring intently, she turned around to look, then turned back shyly and said, "So filthy."
I asked, "Who's filthy?"
"You're filthy.
" "Look, what's flowing in the mirror is all yours, not mine." I grinned wickedly.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed! If you don't touch me, how will I get wet?"
I hadn't seen adult films in middle school, but that day the performance in the mirror was far more captivating than any adult film. I was incredibly excited, holding Xiao Yi tightly and thrusting into her vigorously.
Xiao Yi also became aroused. She smiled lasciviously at me, and said coquettishly, "I want to see too."
I made her stand up, turned her around, and then, with one hand on her buttocks and the other on my penis, I inserted it into her vagina from behind again. Then I reached out and caressed her breasts.
Xiao Yi leaned forward slightly, her arms resting on my thighs, and began to move her hips up and down. I looked at her in the mirror, her eyes also fixed on the point where the two of us were joined, her black hair swinging back and forth.
A moment later, I moved her body towards my chest. In the mirror, Xiao Yi lay back, legs spread wide, her thick pubic hair and wet, bright red vulva fully exposed. I whispered to her, "Little slut, look how you're being fucked."
Xiao Yi looked in the mirror, parted her pubic hair with her hands, and stroked the base of my exposed penis, moaning lasciviously, "Ah, big cock... big cock all the way in... we're so... so filthy... ah... come on... quick... move a little."
I did as she said, holding her legs and laboriously thrusting my hips behind her. In the mirror, my thick, dark penis emerged from her foamy vulva, making "plop, plop" sounds. In the mirror, Xiao Yi looked like a heroine in an adult film, her hands caressing her breasts, gritting her teeth, closing her eyes, and moaning.
A moment later, I felt my climax approaching, so I quickly pushed her to stand up and walked to the mirror in the wardrobe. I then penetrated her from behind again, making her hold onto the sides of the mirror, and began to thrust vigorously. In the mirror, the naked Xiao Yi was being fucked so hard that she swayed and shook, her breasts flying everywhere, which was very alluring.
Xiao Yi knew I was close to climax, so she proactively bent over to receive my penis, constantly twisting and turning to find the most stimulating angles for her vagina. She quickly caught up with my pace and began to moan loudly, "Oh my god...you...you're going to...you're going to fuck me to death...you're going to...kill me...kill me...fuck me from...from behind...fuck me...fuck me...the...the...the...the most comfortable...ah, my dear...my dear brother...are you going to...fuck...kill...your...sister? Hmph...hmph...ah...why...why aren't you...saying anything?...Oh...oh...with such force...are you going to...go to cum? I'm...I'm in my...danger period!"
I quickened my pace to meet the increasingly tingling sensations, and when I couldn't hold back any longer, I quickly pulled my penis out, pressing it tightly against Xiao Yi's wet vulva. The glans emerged from her pubic hair, and several streams of semen sprayed violently onto the mirror in front of her. Xiao Yi groaned a few times and collapsed onto the floor, her head resting against the wardrobe, panting heavily. I sat down and lay down beside her...
The next afternoon, I reluctantly saw Xiao Yi off and went back to the classroom to pack my things.
At the very back of my desk drawer was my diary. I dared not write about Xiao Yi in it, but I always used extremely subtle language to hint at my feelings. Things like, "I did something big today, I'm so excited," or "I love you, beautiful moon," and so on. Looking back now, it's like reading gibberish. For many young men and women, writing in a diary is exciting because you can express your innermost thoughts. But many are always worried about their diaries being discovered, and therefore never dare to write their true feelings clearly. However,
when I habitually pulled out my diary to look at it, I unexpectedly found a small note sticking out. I quickly pulled it out to read. It had a line of delicate, tiny handwriting: "Luo Yi, meet me at the riverside woods at 8 pm tonight." Below that was only the date, no name.
I was completely baffled. Because the handwriting was clearly not Xiao Yi's; the handwriting was definitely a girl's. Who could it be? I finished dinner, wondering who would write me the note. Besides Xiao Yi, I hadn't dated any girls lately, and I couldn't think of anyone.
It was 8 o'clock. I lied to my two roommates who hadn't gone home either, and left the dorm. I weaved left and right, avoiding people, until I slipped into the woods by the river. Most of the teachers and students had left. Those remaining were either waiting a few days because of the long journey home, or busy preparing for various holiday activities; there weren't many people left. The woods were quiet. At 8 o'clock in summer, the sun hadn't yet set. The setting sun dyed the cotton-like white clouds on the horizon red, making the woods glow red as well. I walked into the woods, the weeds on the ground rustling under my feet. Under the layers of trees, the sky seemed to darken. I stopped and looked back. The school buildings were no longer visible, and even the laughter of people playing on the playground had almost ceased. I was losing my patience, thinking someone might be playing a prank. Thinking this, I started to turn back. Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound behind me. Turning around, I saw a red figure dart behind a large tree. I ran over in a few strides, rounded the tree, and saw a graceful girl leaning against it. "Cui Cui!" I exclaimed in surprise. Cui Cui was my classmate, and the boys secretly called her "Water Girl," one of the school's top ten beauties. The nickname "Water Girl" was supposedly given by the older boys. Cui Cui did indeed give off a "watery" feeling; she had moved here from a water town in southern China with her parents. Everyone liked her soft, watery accent. She usually seemed a little shy, her head always lowered. However, her large, moist eyes were quite captivating. Perhaps because she often licked her lips, her slightly full lips were always moist. Cui Cui's clothing style was a bit unusual. Aside from her school uniform, I rarely saw her wearing fashionable clothes. Her clothes were always light and pale, rarely anything bright or colorful. However, her smooth figure, developed slightly earlier than her peers, exuded a pure, clear beauty within this understated style. Watching her walk was like watching water flow, making boys' hearts flutter. I knew Cui Cui quite well, as she was the class's academic representative. She excelled in all her subjects, especially English. But unlike other girls, she wasn't very outgoing, rarely joining in the fun. She would even avoid eye contact with male classmates, giving off a somewhat aloof and arrogant vibe. But today, she seemed like a different person. She wore a bright red silk long dress, the hem reaching her ankles, and white sandals. Because of the heat, her usually long hair was braided into a thick braid hanging between her two full breasts. Her two soft, boneless arms were crossed over her chest, almost blindingly white. She seemed a little awkward; her fair, round face flushed slightly against her clothes, and she moved somewhat uncomfortably. "Did...did you write me a note?" I asked. Her face flushed even more, and she shifted uncomfortably. She raised her head, which had been half-lowered, to face me. Her moist eyes began to sparkle: "What note?" Her soft, watery voice drifted over. I was certain the note was from Cui Cui, but I didn't know why she had asked me out. I had never noticed any interest in her before. "Stop it, what did you want to see me for?" I tried to hide my unease. "Nothing much," Cui Cui said, twisting her body and biting her lip as she giggled. Cui Cui's charming appearance stirred ripples in my heart, and I instinctively wanted to kiss her. But Xiao Yi's image immediately filled my mind, and the impulse was slightly suppressed. Seeing my dazed expression, Cui Cui slowly swayed her slender waist and walked alone into the depths of the woods. I hesitated for a moment, then followed behind her. "Ouch," Cui Cui exclaimed softly. I saw her sway slightly, and quickly ran forward to support her arm. Her fair, rounded arm was smooth and cool to the touch, feeling incredibly comfortable. "What's wrong?" I asked with concern. "Nothing, I tripped over a branch," Cui Cui replied, head down, but leaning slightly towards me. My hand, supporting her arm, clearly touched her full breasts. Caught completely off guard, I hurriedly reached out to push her away. But instead of pushing her away, my hand landed squarely on Cui Cui's firm, rounded breasts.

With a muffled groan, Cui Cui turned to face me and collapsed into my arms. I draped my arms under hers, frozen in place.
Cui Cui, overcome with desire, cupped my face in her hands, her wet lips frantically rubbing against my neck, face, and lips, murmuring repeatedly, "Luo Yi... Luo Yi... Cui Cui likes you."
Feeling this soft, alluring woman writhing in my arms, her breasts pressing against my chest, it was impossible not to feel sexual urges. My penis was already hard. But then Xiao Yi's intoxicating cry of "I love you" during her climax rang in my ears again.
I grabbed Cui Cui's shoulders and gently lifted her up. Cui Cui's mouth left my face, but continued to move, her bright red tongue darting around her lips, a trickle of saliva escaping from the corner of her mouth. She looked up at me, her eyes narrowed to slits, her unusually long eyelashes fluttering gently.
"Cui Cui, Cui Cui, wait for me... I do like you, but..." I trailed off.
Cui Cui opened her eyes, her large, bright, moist eyes blinking as she stared at me.
"We're still young, still in middle school, still..."
I stopped trying to explain, because Cui Cui's expression had become strange, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
"Go on, what else? Hmm?"
Seeing I didn't answer, Cui Cui lowered her head and whispered, "You...you and Teacher Lin are together, aren't you?"
"You...you...don't talk nonsense...how could I be with..." I panicked, my legs went weak, and I hurriedly tried to explain.
Cui Cui's piercing gaze left me speechless. Just as I was trying to remain calm and resist with silence, Cui Cui's next sentence completely stunned me: "I discovered you...you were together...in the woods." Her head drooped even lower.
I felt a little dizzy. It seemed that what Xiao Yi and I did in the woods that day had been exposed. No wonder Xiao Yi was alert to someone in the woods that day; it was Cui Cui. I wanted to bury my head in the ground. It's all over, all over. This proves the old saying: "If you don't want people to know, don't do it in the first place." A student and teacher having an affair is definitely headline news in the area. I
don't know how much time passed before I heard Cui Cui talking to me: "Luo Yi, are you...are you alright? Don't...don't be angry, I only...only watched for a little while."
I plopped down on the damp grass, blankly asking, "Cui Cui, you didn't tell anyone, did you? Did you tell anyone?"
Cui Cui walked behind me, resting her legs on my back, gently stroking my hair with her small hands. My head slumped weakly against Cui Cui's soft belly.
"You thought you were keeping it a secret? We girls have known about you and Teacher Lin for ages. But, I'm the only one who knows about what happened in the woods that day."
People say that lovers in the throes of passion are the most foolish, and that's certainly true. We went to so much trouble, but we still got caught.
Cui Cui had already squatted down, her arms around my neck, her full breasts pressing against my back. Her breath tickled my ear, and a soft, watery sound drifted over: "Hmph, you always act so proper in front of us girls, but you're a big bad guy, a scoundrel."
Seeing my awkward silence, Cui Cui whispered in my ear, "But I love you, you big bad guy, a scoundrel." Her cool little hand slipped from my collar to my chest, gently caressing me, and her breathing became heavy.
I turned around, facing Cui Cui directly: "Cui Cui, I love you too, but I...I...I...I...I did that with the teacher, I..."
Cui Cui silenced me with a kiss, kissing me passionately: "Mmm...mmm...I don't care...I want to be with you...mmm...with you...I want you to be with me."
Cui Cui practically pressed her entire body against my shoulder, forcing me to lean to the side. Cui Cui also fell onto the grass beside me, but her arms remained tightly around me, and her lips pressed against mine again.
My previously desperate attempts to maintain my composure were crumbling. My arms involuntarily tightened around Cui Cui, and my lips met hers with their soft, moist warmth. Seeing my response, Cui Cui immediately became excited, burying herself in my arms. Through the thin fabric, her soft, cool body clung to me like a water snake.
I extended my tongue, tracing its path across Cui Cui's wet lips. Her rapid breathing was punctuated by moans as she leaned forward to take my tongue in her mouth. I deliberately shook my head, teasing her, my tongue hovering between her lips and mine. Several times she couldn't reach it, and in her frustration, she scratched my back with her nails. Taking advantage of my grimace, Cui Cui's lips covered mine again, her wet tongue trembling as it slipped into my mouth.
I felt Cui Cui's face burning hot. Pushing her away, I saw her eyes tightly closed, silent. I knew she was at the height of her passion, so I ignored her and reached up to peel off the top of Cui Cui's skirt suit. In the dim light of the night, her slender waist looked exceptionally white. My hand continued upwards, touching the bra strap at the back of her back. Cui Cui's body trembled, her chest pressing even closer to mine. Without hesitation, I gently pushed and pulled, and the bra was easily unhooked.
As my hand moved from her back to her chest, Cui Cui's moans rose in pitch: "Ah...ah...you bad boy...you bad boy...you...what are you...doing?"
I ignored her, my hand going straight for her breasts.
"Ouch...ouch...ah...ah..." Cui Cui's head jerked up, her mouth opening to moan.
I quickly pulled up my own shirt, revealing my taut chest, pressing it tightly against Cui Cui's breasts.
Stimulated by this, Cui Cui groaned loudly, "Ah...ah...Luo Yi...Luo Yi..." As she cried out, she involuntarily swayed her body, her breasts rubbing against my chest.
Cui Cui and I lay side-by-side on the bed, embracing each other, listening to the occasional footsteps and girls' giggling laughter in the hallway, and exchanged a smile.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked confidently.
"You're making me ache!" Cui Cui complained, half-shyly.
I grinned mischievously, "Don't blame me, you seduced me."
"You're the one who's being a pervert!" Cui Cui rolled over and pinned me down, "You're the one who's been a pervert with Teacher Lin!"
She had hit my sore spot again. I quickly said, "It was Teacher Lin's own choice."
I looked at Cui Cui's still flushed face and asked curiously, "How did you find out about me and Teacher Lin?"
Cui Cui turned her head away, "Hmph, you think you can get away with it? You two were exchanging glances during class. I could tell something was off the way the teacher was looking at you. Also, you always sneak out during evening self-study, so Teacher Lin doesn't come to the classroom anymore. Don't forget, Teacher Lin's dormitory is right next to our building."
Cui Cui pinched my thigh and continued, "Wan Ru brought this up first. One day before bed, we were chatting, and someone mentioned you. Wan Ru mysteriously said she had discovered a major secret." "She said that one time after class you followed behind Teacher Lin and touched her butt. Teacher Lin wasn't angry at all; she even winked at you. Everyone overheard this and, after piecing together the details, realized your relationship with Teacher Lin was indeed unusual."
Seeing my stunned expression, Cui Cui flicked my nose with her little finger: "You and the teacher did 'that,' what else is that but being a pervert?"
I brushed her hand away and said irritably, "Why do you girls talk about me behind my back?"
Cui Cui giggled: "You're the school's prince charming, of course a lot of girls will notice you."
I seized the opportunity to ask, "So, you're one of the girls who notices me?"
Cui Cui turned away shyly, pretending not to hear. I grabbed one of her breasts, pulled her close, and pressed her down, asking, "Quickly confess what happened that night?"
"Which night?" Cui Cui asked coquettishly, feigning ignorance.
I shoved my half-erect penis between Cui Cui's thighs, threatening, "Tell me quickly, or I'll make you suffer again."
Cui Cui quickly agreed, "Okay, okay, I give up."
Cui Cui had been following me for a while. Since my dates with Xiao Yi were mostly in her dorm, Cui Cui's stalking wasn't very effective. Coincidentally, we had arranged to meet in the woods that day, and Cui Cui secretly followed us out. At first, seeing that it wasn't too dark, she didn't dare go into the woods immediately. So she went back to the classroom for a while. When she quietly crept into the woods, Xiao Yi and I were having sex right there.
I asked Cui Cui what she had seen that day. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "It was so dark, what could I see? I followed the sound..." She glanced at me sideways and continued, "I heard Teacher Lin groaning and yelling that she was going to die. At first, I thought something had happened, so I rushed over to you. Teacher Lin suddenly shouted that someone was there, and I was so scared that I quickly hid behind a tree. Then...then...I saw you...you were standing there naked, and...and moving around so much..."
As Cui Cui spoke, she pressed herself against me, her firm breasts rubbing against my chest, one thigh pressing against my abdomen, rubbing back and forth against my penis.
I hugged her and gently stroked her smooth, snow-white body, then asked, "And then?"
"Then...then...I couldn't help it...so I ran away." Cui Cui buried her head in my chest in embarrassment.
"Couldn't take it? How could you not take it?" I lifted her chin with my hand.
"What do you think? You made me all wet," Cui Cui said coquettishly, "I didn't sleep well all night after I got back to the dormitory
." I understood. If it weren't for the fact that Cui Cui discovered my affair with Xiao Yi that day and was provoked, she wouldn't have abandoned her reserve and taken the initiative to ask me out. Thinking of this, I felt my lust rise rapidly. I rolled over and pinned Cui Cui down, reaching out to touch her genitals.
"Ouch...hiss...no...it still hurts..." Cui Cui twisted her body and pushed me away with her hands.
"It won't hurt if we do it one more time, come on, listen to me." I insisted on pulling away her right hand that was protecting her genitals and placed it on my already erect penis. "How is it? It's hard, isn't it? Let me touch it."
Cui Cui resisted for a moment, then quieted down. Her small hand began to gently stroke my penis. "My God, it's so thick and hard," she muttered to herself.
I touched her vulva again. Afraid that she would cry out in pain, I gently covered her genitals with my whole palm and then gently pressed and rubbed. This time Cui Cui was very quiet, snuggling in my arms like a kitten. I had her grip my penis tightly, and I thrust my hips, the penis sliding in her small hand.
Slowly, I could feel that Cui Cui's vulva was getting wet. I said, "Cui Cui, let me put it in again."
"It hurts," Cui Cui answered softly, still shaken.
"I'll be gentle, it's okay. Look how comfortable Teacher Lin was that night,"
Cui Cui released her grip on my penis.
I parted Cui Cui's thighs, slowly lifted it, and placed the head of my penis against her vulva, gently rubbing it with my hand. Cui Cui truly lived up to her nickname "Water Girl," the head of my penis quickly became glistening with her vaginal fluid. Under the light, I could clearly see the clitoris emerging from the folds of her vulva, glistening, full, and bright red. Touching it with the head of my penis, Cui Cui let out a moan, her body twisting slightly.
Seeing Cui Cui staring at my sliding penis with a dazed look in her eyes, I thrust my hips and inserted my penis into her vagina again. Cui Cui frowned slightly, but didn't cry out in pain.
"Does it hurt?" I asked.
"Mmm," Cui Cui nodded.
"Then I'll go slower," I said, slowly pushing in.
"Ouch...ouch...it hurts...it's so tight!" Cui Cui cried out again.
Actually, I could feel it too; Cui Cui's vagina was tighter than Xiao Yi's. Looking down, as my penis pushed in, streams of vaginal fluid were squeezed out of the opening, flowing down the folds of flesh.
The feeling of being tightly enveloped was sweet, but the inability to thrust freely made me anxious and very uncomfortable. I stopped temporarily, leaving my half-inserted penis inside Cui Cui's vagina. Then I leaned down and lay on Cui Cui's white, smooth breasts. We were both a little sweaty, so the friction between my chest and Cui Cui's breasts was exceptionally smooth, making a "tsk tsk" sound.
Cui Cui was embarrassed by the sound, so she hugged my neck and stuck her tongue into my mouth. I took her tongue in and slid it up and down. A moment later, I inserted my tongue into her mouth again, pulling it out and then back in, the sound of splashing filling the air. Saliva spilled from the corners of Cui Cui's mouth, running down her cheeks.
Listening to Cui Cui's irregular breathing, I asked, "How do you feel now?"
"Swelling... um... and a little itchy..." Cui Cui blinked her big eyes and answered earnestly .
"Does it not hurt anymore?"
"Um... still a little."
"You're tighter than Teacher Lin's." I whispered in her ear.
"Is being tight good or bad?" Cui Cui asked seriously.
"Of course it's good," I replied.
"Then... then... why do I feel itchy?"
"That means you're horny and want me to fuck you." I used my hand to scratch her nose.
"Ouch... you're so naughty..." Cui Cui twisted her body and punched my back.
With this twist, Cui Cui's vagina slid my penis a few times while holding it, and I felt a tingling sensation down my spine.
"Ah... hum..." Cui Cui moaned affectionately. These occasional twists gave Cui Cui a taste of pleasure. She bit her lower lip, her large, watery eyes fixed on me. She thrust her hips up and down, letting her vagina gently slide along my penis. Cui Cui's moans grew longer and longer, "Ah...ah...ah..."
I straightened up, kneeling before Cui Cui's parted thighs, and thrust my hips forward, inserting my entire penis. As I pulled it out, Cui Cui's moans became like the incessant groans of a feverish patient. The pain and discomfort of the first penetration had passed; Cui Cui was clearly beginning to enjoy the pleasure of being penetrated.
The long-suppressed urge finally erupted. I pushed Cui Cui's legs up, bent down, and began thrusting rapidly. Soon, the friction between my penis and vagina produced increasingly loud "tsk tsk" sounds. I watched as my thick, dark penis rapidly moved in and out of the exposed, red flesh of her vagina, white foam constantly gushing from the opening and disappearing into Cui Cui's thick pubic hair.
Looking at Cui Cui again, her long braid had somehow come undone, scattering messily across the pillow. Her eyes were glazed, her mouth slightly open, her head swaying back and forth, her two small, mountain-like breasts, their erect nipples trembling rapidly with her body.
As I vigorously fucked her, I asked, "Hmm...hmm...Cui Cui...does it still hurt?...Is it good? Hmm?"
Cui Cui first shook her head, then nodded vigorously in response.
"Quickly, tell me, am I fucking you well?"
"Hmm...ah...I hate you...you're so bad...ah...ah..." Cui Cui blushed, unwilling to answer.
"Tell me...hmm...does this little slut feel good being fucked by my big cock?" I thrust deeply, persisting in asking.
"It...it feels good..." Cui Cui's voice was barely audible.
"Louder, I can't hear you," I persisted.
"...Ah...Hmm...Hmm...Ah...Ouch...Ah..." Cui Cui only moaned without speaking.
I adjusted my body, pressed down on Cui Cui's spread thighs, and slowly pulled my penis outwards. The glans, much thicker than my shaft, scraped against the vaginal wall, and a large gush of vaginal fluid gushed out of the opening with the glans.
"Ah..." Cui Cui let out a long, trembling moan.
Before her moaning stopped, I thrust my hips forward and shoved my large penis back in hard, then began to pump rapidly.
"Ouch...Oh my god, this is going to kill me...Ah...Ouch...Ouch..." Cui Cui screamed, calling out repeatedly.
As I thrust vigorously, I said to Cuicui, "Say it loudly!"
Cuicui was already overflowing with lustful fluids, her passion surging. Amidst the "plop...plop..." sounds of thrusting, her shyness was replaced by wanton desire. Her hands flailed in the air, her body twisted violently, and she began to moan incoherently:
"Ouch...ouch...ah...ah...you rogue...you rogue brother...hard...thick...comfortable...hum...comfortable...hum...big cock...fuck...fuck...good...comfortable...so...so good...sister...loves you to death...brother...brother...you...harder...ouch...sister can't take it anymore...brother...you...do you love me...do you love me..."
I didn't care about speaking, I just nodded as an answer, continuing to thrust and withdraw. Suddenly, Cuicui stopped speaking, her eyes staring straight at the ceiling, her breathing rapid, her nostrils flaring, as if waiting for something to arrive. After a short while, she opened her mouth and screamed again, "Ah...ah...brother...I...I can't take it anymore...I...ah...ah..."
The sound was so loud it startled me. I quickly tried to cover her mouth with my hand, but her head was shaking from side to side, so it was no use. In desperation, I grabbed the pillowcase that had slipped to the side and stuffed it into her mouth. She tried to pull it away, but I quickly pulled it off, and "Ugh...ugh..." sounds came from her nostrils.
I could clearly feel Cui Cui's vaginal walls tightening violently, and I knew she was about to climax, so I quickened my movements. To match her climax, I withdrew my glans to the entrance of her vagina, where the vaginal walls were tightest and contracted most intensely. Then came a series of rapid, short thrusts. A tingling, numbing sensation shot from my spine to my penis and glans. Involuntarily, I thrust my large penis all the way in, and a warm current surged from the base of my penis to the glans, gushing out violently. One, two, three... a full nine thrusts. I choked back sobs, watching Cui Cui tremble uncontrollably, her fingernails digging deep into the muscles of my shoulder.
"Ah..." I cried out in pain, quickly pulling her hands away. Two long, bloody marks remained on my shoulder where her hands had slid.
Cui Cui's head was tilted to one side, not even bothering to remove the towel from her mouth. Only after I pulled it out did she groan and begin to breathe heavily.
Cui Cui lay limp in my arms, her sweaty face nestled against my chest, her breathing gradually calming, but her body still trembling slightly.
"Brother Dong, I'm yours now, are you happy?"
I nodded.
"Do you love me?" she continued. Girls always like to ask these kinds of questions repeatedly.
I nodded again.
"I want you to say it," Cui Cui pleaded.
My mind was actually in turmoil. At 17, I was completely clueless about the meaning of love. One night I was making love with Xiao Yi, and the next day I was in the girls' dormitory with Cui Cui—I couldn't explain it myself. I'd lost count of how many times I'd told Xiao Yi "I love you," and how many times I'd had the urge to marry her after graduation. However, although Xiao Yi and I enjoyed sexual pleasure immensely, she never made any promises about our future relationship, and I didn't know her true thoughts. But I simply couldn't bring myself to say "I love you" to Cui Cui, because I was so innocent then; such a drastic change couldn't have happened overnight.
"I already said yes," I said, lowering my head to kiss Cui Cui's lips, not giving her a chance to ask further.
Cui Cui didn't insist, letting me kiss and caress her body.
"How long have you and Teacher Lin been doing that...that?" Again, Teacher Lin.
"How long?" I feigned ignorance, unwilling to touch on the subject.
"Hmph, don't try to escape... it's just... that..." Cui Cui bit her lip, wanting to say it but unable to.
"Damn, really?" Seeing her shy look, my interest was aroused again. "It's been more than half a year, almost every week."
"Oh, that's so lewd." Cui Cui was full of jealousy.
"Then is it lewd for us to be together?" I asked.
"We're different, we're classmates, you and Teacher Lin are student and teacher." Cui Cui said confidently.
"..." I admit, this teacher-student relationship is what I feel most guilty about.
"Hey... you... how did you do it with Teacher Lin?" Cui Cui was incredibly lewd.
I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Like fucking breasts."
Cui Cui twisted her body and rubbed against me lewdly: "No, tell me quickly."
I had no choice but to start recounting some of my past with Xiao Yi from the beginning. I tried not to describe the very detailed details, feeling that I would be letting Xiao Yi down if I told her. But Cui Cui wouldn't have it, she grabbed my penis in her hand, and if I didn't say anything, she would pull hard, so I had no choice but to keep going. She pressed me about how my first time with Xiao Yi had happened, how I touched her, how Xiao Yi reacted, how I penetrated her, what we said, and so on.
As Cui Cui listened, she gradually lost control. She pressed her breasts tightly against my chest, rubbing them forcefully. Her small hands gripped my penis, stroking it up and down. Suddenly, Cui Cui groaned and pressed herself against me, spreading her legs to tightly clamp my already erect penis, thrusting and rubbing vigorously.
After two rounds, I was already feeling tired, and my penis wasn't very sensitive anymore. But Cui Cui had already been awakened, experiencing pleasure for the first time, and was full of sexual desire. She pulled me over and pressed me against her, letting my penis press against her overflowing vaginal opening, then hurriedly reached out to support it, thrusting her white buttocks forward to meet me, repeatedly shouting, "Come on, come on, I can't take it anymore!"
I squatted down, my penis "plop" plunging into her vagina to the hilt. Cui Cui trembled with excitement, incoherently calling my name, moaning softly.
Afraid she'd scream again, I stuffed the towel into her mouth. She didn't object, but her body writhed even more violently, making it difficult for me to thrust in and out; my penis kept slipping out of her opening.
Suddenly, Cui Cui pushed me off, got up and pinned me beneath her, straddling me with her leg. She quickly grabbed my penis, squatted down, and began to thrust violently and rhythmically. Soon, she collapsed onto my chest, clinging tightly to my shoulders, her body trembling. Her vagina contracted violently again, a warm current enveloping my still-erect penis.
Cui Cui pulled the towel from her mouth, and a wanton moan escaped her lips, her hot, rapid breaths spraying onto my chest: "Ah...hmm...hmm...so...so good...so...exhilarating...you...you haven't...you haven't ejaculated yet...you're amazing...ah...I...love you to death..."
I reached down from Cui Cui's shoulder and slowly slid my hand to her plump, upturned buttocks. My fingers slipped through the damp pubic hair, touching the point where my penis met her vaginal opening, gently stroking the exposed flesh. "Ah..." Cui Cui groaned, looking up at me with a wanton smile. Her long, wet, glossy black hair cascaded down her head like a waterfall, obscuring most of her face. Only one of her large, watery eyes was visible. A strand of hair clung to the corner of her mouth, her thick, red lips full and luscious. A drop of saliva trickled down her lip, landing on my chest, forming a long, sticky strand.
"Brother Dong...you haven't ejaculated yet...I want you to ejaculate..." Cui Cui swayed her buttocks.
"Ejaculate what? You're so horny, I haven't even had a reaction yet and you've already come."
"I'm itchy."
"I'm not ejaculating anymore, I'm out of bullets."
"No, you have bullets, you have bullets, come on!" Cui Cui's buttocks began to move up and down again, stroking me.
"I never knew you were so slutty. Are you still going on and on?" I pushed her off and rolled over onto her.
"Oh no, it's leaking out!" Cui Cui cried out.
I looked down and saw that as my penis withdrew from her opening, the vaginal fluid that had been blocking it was gushing out, dripping onto the bed.
"Quick, plug it up!" Cui Cui cried urgently.
I raised my shiny black penis and pressed the large glans against her opening.
"So big and thick!" Cui Cui stared intently at my penis, her voice trembling, swallowing hard. I was truly surprised by how quickly she had transformed from a young girl into a slutty harlot.
I took a deep breath, let out a loud groan, and thrust my penis in hard.
"Oh...oh..." Cui Cui immediately groaned.
I lifted her legs and pushed them against her chest, thrusting wildly while muttering to myself, "I'll fuck you, you little slut... fuck you, you little whore... I'll fuck you to death... I'll make sure you can't get enough of me..."
Cui Cui's vagina was overflowing with fluids, making continuous "plop" sounds. Because so much fluid was flowing out, when I thrust all the way in, the impact of our genitals made a "slap" sound, and fluids splashed everywhere; under the light, you could see droplets flying up and landing on our stomachs.
This time, I didn't care about Cui Cui's reaction; I was only focused on reaching orgasm and ejaculating as quickly as possible. Cui Cui was still a virgin, her vagina still tender. Although she was incredibly aroused and her lust was burning, after three rounds, she couldn't take it anymore. When I thrust violently without any rhythm, she started to feel the strain, repeatedly crying out, "Slow down!" and "It hurts!"
Finally, the urge to ejaculate came. After a few short thrusts, I groaned as I pressed my penis against Cui Cui's vagina, letting it convulse violently. Actually, I could feel that the semen only sprayed out three or four times; the rest was just "empty shots," the "bullets" were truly exhausted.
Cui Cui and I lay exhausted on the bed, neither of us speaking. The hallway outside was quiet. I checked the time; it was already past one in the morning.
"I should go," I said, struggling to sit up and leaning against the headboard.
"No, you sleep with me," Cui Cui said lazily, reaching out and placing her hand on my chest.
"You want to get caught cheating? Where am I supposed to hide tomorrow morning?"
"Then...then come again tomorrow night."
"Hey...aren't you done yet? You're all red and swollen down there."
"I don't care what you do, just come on over."
I had no choice but to nod and agree: "Okay, anyway, the social survey team is leaving the day after tomorrow, you should go home too."
"I want to join your social survey too."
"The number of people and the vehicles have already been decided, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I want to go now, I want to be with you." Cui Cui acted spoiled.
"It's no use talking to me, it's up to Teacher Wang, who's in charge of the team, to decide." Teacher Wang is an officer in the teaching affairs office, and he's leading the social survey this time.
Cui Cui didn't say anything after hearing that.
I hugged her, kissed and caressed her for a while, got dressed, and then quietly slipped out of Cui Cui's dormitory. I tiptoed through the corridor, went down the stairs, and sneaked into the bathroom on the first floor. When I climbed out of the bathroom window, due to nervousness and fatigue, my legs slipped several times, hitting my calves, making me gasp in pain. After leaving the Red Mansion, I breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed, only then realizing that two days of continuous revelry had left me somewhat exhausted. I walked unsteadily, and my lower back ached and felt weak.
The next day, Cui Cui went to find Teacher Wang on her own, and somehow managed to get permission from the usually taciturn Teacher Wang to join our social investigation team. Overnight, Cui Cui seemed like a different person. Her once aloof face was now full of smiles, she walked lightly, chest out, hips out, waist swaying gently, her whole body trembling like ripples on water. During the day, Cui Cui swaggered around me, making no attempt to hide her presence. When no one was looking, she would lean against me and touch my genitals. I called her a "tagalong," but she shook her head seductively, completely unconcerned. At night, unable to resist her persistent pestering, I nervously slipped into the Red Mansion to share my pleasure with her. We hardly had any foreplay, and Cui Cui didn't seem to need it either. The moment my hand touched her, she would moan and groan, her lower body already overflowing with lustful fluids. Therefore, the first thing I did every time we met was to gag her to prevent her from shouting. She let me do whatever I wanted, getting incredibly excited no matter what I did. If I was still somewhat reserved around Xiao Yi, I was completely uninhibited around Cuicui. Cuicui reached orgasm more easily than Xiao Yi, and therefore disliked my gentle thrusts; the more intense, the better. When we got tired of playing in bed, we would go to the woods by the river to have sex. Cuicui preferred standing while I did it from behind; she said that position had the most unique and stimulating feeling of my penis inside her. The babbling of the flowing water under the night sky, accompanied by Cuicui's wanton moans, echoed in the woods, sometimes making me feel like I was in a dream. But
the dream didn't last long. Half a month passed, and our social survey activity concluded after the summary. We both had to go home. Cuicui asked if I could return to school earlier, but because I had already made plans with Xiao Yi, I lied and said I was going on a trip with my parents and couldn't return to school early. But she still mentioned Xiao Yi, asking what to do about my relationship with both of them. I told Cuicui very seriously that I didn't know what the future held, but Xiao Yi loved me very much, and I couldn't hurt her. Cuicui listened, tears welling in her eyes, and threw herself into my arms, saying, "I love you too, and you can't hurt me either." I said, "Let's wait until we graduate, after all, we still have to take college entrance exams."
That night, we made love for a long time in the woods. Cuicui's wildness had subsided considerably; she took my hand and touched every inch of her skin, kissing me gently but passionately. She undressed herself first, then helped me undress. After a tender embrace, she turned around, leaned against a tree, spread her legs, raised her buttocks, and murmured, "Come on, come on, my prince, my black-cocked brother, come in!" When I thrust in and out, she didn't demand speed and intensity as usual, but kept telling me to slow down. In the end, Cuicui reached orgasm before me, but I sped up and quickly caught up. Cui Cui gripped my buttocks tightly, yelling for me to ejaculate into her. As I moaned and ejaculated, Cui Cui burst into tears. I left my penis inside her, pulled her shoulders to stand up, turned her face back, and licked her eyes, nose, lips, and the tears streaming down her face, constantly comforting her. My mind was in complete turmoil
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This summer vacation was the most boring one I've ever had. It was too hot, and I was too lazy to go out. Besides doing homework, I just watched TV and read novels. Classmates and neighbors of similar age often came over to visit, and we'd chat about everything under the sun. Sometimes I'd go to the movies alone, or swim at the pool, or even just wander aimlessly through the streets. My mother, being observant, said I'd changed; I seemed distracted, asking if I wasn't feeling well, or if I had something on my mind, or if I hadn't done well on my final exams. She told me from her colleagues that a high school senior had recently attempted suicide because she didn't do well on her college entrance exams, but failed and ended up disabled. My father didn't seem to care much. He said it was probably because of the heat, and besides, I'd always been a top student in school, so how could I have done poorly?
Of course, only I knew the real reason. How to deal with my relationships with Xiao Yi and Cui Cui was constantly troubling me. My first love had come so intensely, so uncontrollably; I never expected it. I truly couldn't understand the difference between love and sex anymore. Many people think spending a night with a beautiful woman is a wonderful thing, but given my age and situation as a middle school student at that time, the pressure was immense. My mother was right; I had a premonition that my final exam results wouldn't be good. I tried writing to Xiao Yi, but I ran out of words after a few sentences. I tore up sheet after sheet of paper, but in the end, I never sent a letter.
There were only two weeks left before school started, so I lied to my parents and said I was going to tutoring classes, and returned to school early. Seeing that I was absent-minded and sullen, my parents didn't stop me.
Xiao Yi had already returned before me. When I pulled my suitcase into the school, I happened to see her chatting and laughing with several young male and female teachers on their way to the cafeteria for dinner. She was wearing a white dress, her long hair had been changed to a ponytail, and her snow-white leather sandals were particularly eye-catching. She walked gracefully in the crowd, standing out from the crowd.
She didn't see me, but Ms. Li Yan, the math teacher for the second year of high school, had sharp eyes and waved to me, saying, "Hey Luo Yi, why are you back at school so early?" Then she turned around and tugged at Xiao Yi, "Ms. Lin, your star student is back!" Xiao Yi stopped, turned around, and stood still. The other teachers went into the cafeteria one after another.
"You're back?" Xiao Yi looked me up and down, trying to ask calmly.
"Yes," I nodded in response. Xiao Yi's alluring appearance instantly ignited my desire, and the gloom in my heart before returning to school vanished completely.
"I'll be in the dormitory after 8:30," Xiao Yi said in a low voice, then turned and went into the cafeteria.
I stared longingly at her swaying waist and round buttocks until she disappeared, then jogged back to the dormitory. There were only a few people in the empty boys' dormitory building, and I was the only one who returned to our dormitory first.
8:30 was just as it was getting dark when I arrived at Xiao Yi's dormitory as promised. The door was open, so I wouldn't knock and disturb the neighbors. Xiao Yi was sitting on the sofa watching TV. She heard me come in but didn't look up. I rushed over and hugged her, but she pushed me away and stood up, leaving me alone on the sofa.
"Tell me, why didn't you write to me?" Xiao Yi questioned me condescendingly.
"Didn't you say you were afraid your family would see it?" I quickly explained.
"Then...you...you couldn't just write a few words?" Xiao Yi's tone was mostly coquettish.
"I wrote it several times, but I couldn't resist when I thought of you. The content was too...you know, so I didn't dare send it." I said as I stood up and leaned towards her.
"Tell me, what kind of shameful things did you write?" Xiao Yi's voice returned to its coquettish tone.
"I was afraid you'd be ashamed to tell anyone," I said, and then I hugged Xiao Yi's waist.
After more than a month without intimacy, Xiao Yi was particularly sensitive. She leaned softly against me, and before I could kiss her, she was already breathing heavily. She stretched out her arms and eagerly wrapped them around my neck, her wet lips sealing mine, sucking desperately. I took the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth, and she immediately moaned, "Hmm...hmm...I missed you so much...ah...hmm...I missed you so much...what about you? Did you miss your sister...hmm?"
Xiao Yi was wearing a sleeveless white washed blouse, so thin that her white bra was visible underneath. I reached out to touch her breasts pressing against my chest, and her moans rose higher, "Oh...oh...no...no...I can't take it...oh...ah...ah..." I quickly lifted her blouse, unhooked her bra, letting her firm, white breasts bounce out, then pulled up my own t-shirt and pressed my hot chest against it.
"Ah..." Xiao Yi drawled, her body clinging tightly to me, her teeth biting my shoulder.
"What were you thinking about me? Hmm?" I asked, moving my hands down to caress Xiao Yi's high, upturned buttocks and pull her towards me. My erect penis pressed against her soft abdomen inside my shorts.
"Ah... Sister... I dream about you every day... on you, Sister. I really... can't live without you... Ah... Ah..." Xiao Yi moaned in my ear, her whole body trembling as she pressed herself tightly against me, unconsciously swaying her breasts back and forth and side to side, rubbing them against my chest. After a while, her hands hurriedly reached for my shorts, her fingers extremely nimble and skilled. I didn't move, letting her do as she pleased.
"Ah... My God!" Xiao Yi exclaimed, looking down at her lower body, her mouth involuntarily opening wide, her panting even more rapidly. My hard, thick, dark penis sprang out, landing in Xiao Yi's snow-white small hand. I felt my body suddenly tense up, my attention focused on my lower body. Her slender hands could barely hold my thick penis; after quickly stroking it a couple of times, she hurriedly went to take off her white shorts.
"Let me do it, let me do it," I said, pulling her hands away and squatting down. My hands trembled as I unbuttoned her shorts, pulled down the zipper, and pulled down her white panties along with them. Xiao Yi's rapidly heaving abdomen revealed her messy pubic hair, and I stuck out my tongue to lick the dark, shiny bush.
"Ouch..." Xiao Yi shivered, her body swaying, and she immediately grabbed the sofa next to her. A stream of vaginal fluid flowed down her thighs.
I made Xiao Yi turn around and bend over to hold onto the sofa, then I raised my erect penis and pressed it against her vulva from behind, sliding it up and down. Xiao Yi whispered, "I can't take it anymore, come on, come in!" I thrust hard, and with a "plop," my penis slid in. Xiao Yi's head jerked up, letting out a long "ah." Her
wet, hot vagina tightly gripped my penis, making me involuntarily thrust in and out. Xiao Yi yelled first, then quickly stuffed a strand of hair into her mouth and bit it hard, moaning with each thrust.
Two or three minutes later, Xiao Yi's vagina began to contract violently, her whole body trembling as she collapsed onto the sofa. Before I could react, my penis slipped out, but I could already feel the tingling sensation in my spine rushing up my shaft from my waist. So I lay on top of Xiao Yi's back, my penis rubbing violently against her buttocks before I could insert it again, until my semen gushed out powerfully from the glans, splashing onto the leather sofa with a splattering sound.
"Ah...ah...you're so good...it feels so good...it seems...it seems thicker than before..." Xiao Yi moaned as she got up from under me, turning around and saying with a mix of flirtatious and shyness.
I turned and sat on the sofa, pulling Xiao Yi close, avoiding the white semen on the sofa. Xiao Yi grinned, spread her legs, and sat on my lap, throwing herself onto me.
"Hey, did you flood?" I asked.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yi stared at me, puzzled.
"Look at my legs." I gestured for her to look down.
Xiao Yi leaned forward slightly, and my thighs were already soaked with her wet vulva.
"Oh, you're so annoying!" Xiao Yi blushed and snuggled into my arms, hugging my neck tightly, her legs clamping even tighter around me.
"Tell me, what have you been doing for the past month?" Xiao Yi asked.
"I didn't do anything except think about you." I was surprised by the lie that slipped out of my mouth. However, this was something I had already planned to say to Xiao Yi.
"Hmph, I don't believe you." Xiao Yi looked up and kissed me. I could tell she believed me, or rather, that was exactly what she was waiting to hear.
"What were you thinking?" Xiao Yi asked coquettishly.
"I couldn't sleep at night." This was the truth. I had been suffering from insomnia for a long time because of her and Cui Cui's affair.
"Did you do anything naughty?" This question left me completely baffled.
"Hehe, it's this." Xiao Yi grinned mischievously and reached for my penis, gently stroking it a couple of times.
"What could I do?" I admitted it. Since sleeping with Xiao Yi, I had masturbated very little. But during this month at home during summer vacation, it had become more frequent again.
"Hehe, which is more comfortable, masturbating by yourself or playing with your sister?" Xiao Yi kept licking my ear.
"Hmm... about the same." I answered deliberately.
"I hate how naughty you are." Xiao Yi twisted her body and pouted, pinching my mouth with her hand.
"So tell me which feels best?"
"I told you to tell me."
"Okay, okay, I'll say it feels best to have my big cock fucking your little slut." I leaned close to Xiao Yi's ear and said in a lewd voice.
Xiao Yi moved slightly but didn't say anything, only tightening her arms around me.
"Sister Dong is wet again." Xiao Yi's voice sounded a little nervous.
"Isn't it always wet down there?"
"No, it's just that water is flowing out again." Xiao Yi said softly, her breathing becoming heavy again.
"You're horny again? Want to be fucked, don't you?" I asked softly with a playful tone.
Xiao Yi didn't speak, her eyes were vacant, and she was breathing heavily.
I pulled her up, ready to go again. But she said, "Dong, you went in without showering, why don't you go and shower, okay?"
"Let's shower together." I pulled her into the bathroom with me and stood in the bathtub to shower.
Xiao Yi leaned weakly against me, hugging my waist, her body, wet with water, felt particularly slippery. Xiao Yi's snow-white thighs rubbed against mine incessantly, her firm breasts and glistening nipples sliding against my chest. "How am I supposed to wash you if you're holding me like this?" I said, stroking her buttocks. "Let me wash you," Xiao Yi said, looking up at me with a seductive expression. Before I could answer, she picked up the shampoo beside her, poured some into her hand, and then pressed it onto my head, gently massaging it in.
Her soft little hands moved all over my scalp, it felt wonderful. Her perfectly shaped breasts swelled even more from her arms being raised high, swaying against my chest. I couldn't help but lower my head and suckle her bright red nipples. Xiao Yi giggled and cried out, "It tickles!" and tried to dodge me. But in the end, she gave in, holding my head with both hands and letting me lick her breasts. At first, her hands slowly circled my head, but after a while, they became erratic, moving and stopping intermittently, until finally she stopped altogether, holding my head tightly, her body trembling. The foam on my head was washed down by the water, flowing onto Xiao Yi's chest, stopping at her high, firm breasts, getting all over my mouth. Xiao Yi pushed me away, poured shower gel onto her hands, and rubbed it down my shoulders, chest, back, lower abdomen, and buttocks, finally grabbing my already erect penis. My breathing became rapid, and my hands unconsciously gripped the wall. Xiao Yi raised her eyelids and glanced at me sideways, her hand beginning to stroke my penis from the base to the glans. The slippery shower gel quickly turned into foam between her fair little hands and her thick, dark shaft, making the same "plop, plop" sounds as during actual intercourse. Xiao Yi was clearly stimulated by the sound, biting her lip tightly, her eyes filled with seductive allure: "My god, it's so thick and still jumping, I can hardly breathe...you...is this hereditary?" I was almost unable to stand her, so I said, "Let me wash you too." After saying that, I first applied shower gel to her breasts, then gently circled them with my palm. Her erect nipples were hot and tender in my palm. With each stroke, Xiao Yi sighed softly, and the hand that was stroking my penis immediately clenched tightly. After a while, Xiao Yi said weakly, "I said, you can't just wash one place when you're giving someone a bath." I quickly said, "Right, right, I forgot the most important place." I squatted down and used my soapy hands to stroke her pubic hair, which was constantly dripping water and foam. Xiao Yi swayed, reached out to grab the wall, but the wall was too slippery, so she came back and grabbed my head, involuntarily spreading her legs and arching her back. I understood what she meant, and without hesitation, I stuck out my tongue, lightly brushing her pubic hair a few times before heading straight for the cleft between her legs. "Ouch..." Xiao Yi gasped, her voice trembling. My oral skills were becoming increasingly proficient, and I easily found the clitoris between Xiao Yi's legs. After a few strokes, Xiao Yi's mouth couldn't keep up: "You...you...your tongue...has...it's prickly...I...can't take it...it's...it's...ouch...ouch...you...you're...you're going to...take my life...hmm?" I looked up at Xiao Yi; she had one hand on my head, and the other hand was caressing her breasts, looking completely absorbed. "Don't...don't stop," Xiao Yi cried out urgently. I lowered my head and continued licking, listening to Xiao Yi's moans of pleasure. I reached out and stroked her round buttocks, then followed the cleft down, past her anus, to the entrance of her vagina. I could feel Xiao Yi's buttocks and thighs immediately tighten. I gently stroked her twice with my hand, then inserted a finger into her vagina. "Ah..." Xiao Yi groaned, straightening her back. Her finger was surrounded by the constantly writhing walls of her vagina, tight and very comfortable. "Move a little," Xiao Yi instructed me. I moved my finger in and out, making a wet, squelching sound. Xiao Yi began to groan. I turned Xiao Yi around, so she stood with her back to me. This time I could face her white, tender buttocks and the entrance to her vagina where my finger was going in and out. "Hmm...hmm...hum...hum...you...you...you just...are you going to...get rid of me like this?" Clearly, my finger wasn't enough for Xiao Yi; she had begun to actively sway her buttocks, moving back and forth and side to side in response to my finger's movements. I stood up, holding my foam-covered penis, and gently rubbed the glans against the entrance of her vagina. Xiao Yi felt the glans and immediately became excited, sticking out her buttocks and trying to push it in. I deliberately dodged, and Xiao Yi missed. "Ugh," Xiao Yi chuckled, "Stop it, I can't take it anymore." *Plop* The penis slid in all the way. "Ah...so good!" Xiao Yi cried out. She turned and saw the foam on my lower body, then exclaimed, "Hey...you haven't rinsed that place clean yet!" I chuckled, "It's okay, let me wash your little slut too." I increased the speed of my thrusts. More and more foam accumulated in Xiao Yi's buttocks, the black penis peeking out from within. The water and foam made the thrusting extremely smooth, lacking the pleasure of friction, but still incredibly stimulating. The impact of our bodies, amplified by the water, produced a loud "slap slap" sound, mingling with Xiao Yi's moans and my panting echoing in the bathroom. "Next door...no...they won't hear, will they?" I asked breathlessly. "No...no, they won't, will they?" Xiao Yi wasn't sure either. "I...let's go into the bedroom," I suggested.

Xiao Yi obediently turned to turn around. I held her down: "Don't move, let's walk dry."
I rinsed off the soap from my body, turned off the tap, wrapped my arms around Xiao Yi's waist and abdomen, my penis pressed tightly against her vagina, and then slowly pulled Xiao Yi out of the bathtub, moving towards the bathroom door. I thrust in and out twice after every two steps. Passing the dressing table, I turned my head and looked in the mirror, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Xiao Yi turned around and looked back, laughing shyly: "Ugh, it's so ugly, don't look."
In the mirror, two naked people, one black and one white, with disheveled hair, half-bent over, their chests and backs pressed tightly together, reminding one of monkeys mating in a zoo.
"No, I want to see." I pushed Xiao Yi in front of the mirror, covered her breasts with both hands, and kept kneading them, while at the same time my lower body began to move back and forth, and the 'tsk tsk' sound of water rose again.
In the mirror, Xiao Yi's head was tilted back, resting on my shoulder. Her lips were moist and bright red, slightly parted, and she moaned softly, "Ah...so...so comfortable...you're so amazing."
"I...I didn't pick the wrong person, did I?" I asked proudly.
"I really...I really want to...always like this...ah...a little higher..."
"Then I won't...I won't come out, we...we'll just go...go to class like this..." I teased her.
"Whatever...do whatever you want...do whatever you want...humph...um...I don't care...I can't care anymore...ah...you're so strong.
" "Good sister, marry me."
"Will you...want me?"
"Yes...yes...yes..." I thrust my penis, answering with my actions.
"That's incest...ah...you're going to kill me."
"Incest it is then." I quickened my pace.
"Ah...ah...then...come on...come on...come on..." Xiao Yi shouted passionately.
I pushed her forward onto the dressing table, cupped her soft, white buttocks, arched my back to adjust the angle, and slowly pulled my penis to the entrance. Xiao Yi groaned, "Ah...no..." Before she could finish speaking, I thrust back hard, "Plop...smack," Xiao Yi cried out "Ouch," her words cut off, leaving only a whimper.
To allow my penis to penetrate deeper, I spread Xiao Yi's buttocks apart, revealing her pink, fleshy opening, and then began to thrust in and out forcefully.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Xiao Yi groaned with the rhythm of my thrusts, her hands struggling to support herself on the dressing table, swaying back and forth, her brows furrowed, her mouth slightly open, her eyes staring blankly at herself in the mirror.
"Good sister, is your little brother's penis thick?"
"Thick..." "
Is it long?"
"Long..." "
Is it hard?"
"Hard..."
"Does little brother fuck you well?"
"Fuck...ah...fuck...fuck...good...ah...big...big penis little brother..."
I felt the urge to ejaculate and immediately slowed down. Xiao Yi understood what I meant, but deliberately increased the intensity of her hip thrusts, swaying left and right, trying to make me ejaculate. Looking at her wicked smile with her lips biting in the mirror, I gently patted her buttocks: "You're horny again, aren't you? Watch me deal with you." Saying that, I pulled out my wet penis, still dripping with fluid.
"Ouch...don't...don't pull it out!" Xiao Yi turned around and grabbed my penis.
I dodged left and right to prevent her from touching me, and seeing that I couldn't avoid it, I pushed open the door and ran into the bedroom. Xiao Yi chased after me, shouting, "Where do you think you're going?" She took two steps, then stopped with a cry of "Ouch!" and covered her genitals with her hand. "Look at you, you're all wet!"
Xiao Yi's bedroom had been rearranged. Two enlarged portraits of herself hung on the wall, radiant and beautiful. Two wind chimes hung in opposite corners of the room, their melodious sounds carried by the gentle breeze from the window. A crimson bedspread adorned the double bed, exuding a warm and sensual atmosphere under the soft bedside lamp. Two pillows were placed side-by-side on the headboard.
Xiao Yi rushed in, her ample breasts heaving as she threw herself into my arms. I pointed to the two pillows, feigning ignorance, and asked, "Why are there two pillows?"
Xiao Yi didn't answer, but instead lowered her head and grabbed my penis, then turned her back to me and pulled it forcefully into her buttocks. "Hurry up, I'm not finished yet, it's so empty inside." Seeing that I still resisted, she said, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I won't do it again, please, just give me a quickie."
Actually, my penis had been painfully erect, but I had been holding back. Seeing Xiao Yi's wanton appearance, I finally couldn't resist and pressed her onto the bed, inserting my penis into her vagina again. Because of the force of my own weight, it went in exceptionally deep. Xiao Yi was so overwhelmed by the penetration that she could only open her mouth without making a sound. Finally, she grabbed the bedspread and stuffed it into her mouth, whimpering incessantly. The walls of Xiao Yi's vagina began to grip my penis tightly, the contraction becoming stronger and stronger, so with each thrust, a tingling current would travel up my spine and through my entire body.
Finally, I groaned and quickened the pace. Xiao Yi knew I was about to ejaculate, so she quickly grabbed my buttocks and let me ejaculate inside her. I simply lay on top of her, pressing my penis firmly inside her, letting my semen gush out.
Xiao Yi lay motionless on the bed, as if she had fallen asleep. I knew that after each time, Xiao Yi would be somewhat disoriented, her whole body limp like a puddle of mud. I checked the time; it was already past 11 o'clock. We had been doing it for almost three hours straight. I rolled over and lay on my back on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a while, and then fell asleep without realizing it.
When I woke up again, a ray of sunlight was shining into the room through the slightly ajar curtains, making the whole room bright. I rubbed my eyes and realized that I was lying under a towel blanket with a pillow under my head. I turned my head and saw that the pillow next to me was empty.
While I was in a daze, I first smelled a milky fragrance wafting from outside, and then, with the sound of slippers, Xiao Yi appeared in the bedroom doorway wearing a semi-transparent white nightgown.
"Get up, you're sleeping like a log!" Her warm tone was like a wife talking to her husband.
Watching Xiao Yi's retreating figure and listening to her pacing back and forth in the kitchen, I felt as if I were in a dream, as if I were truly lying in my own bed, with a beautiful and charming wife preparing breakfast for me. "Marriage is so wonderful," I thought to myself.
"Wife, where are my shorts?" I crawled all over the bed, searching.
Xiao Yi burst out laughing from outside and rushed to the bedroom door: "Pah! Who's your wife? I'm your sister!"
"Oh," I slapped my forehead. Last night, Xiao Yi had taken off my shorts in the living room. I jumped out of bed and walked out.
Xiao Yi leaned lazily against the bedroom door, her eyes fixed on my lower body. I looked down, and there it was, my thick, dark penis, trembling and erect. I wasn't used to being naked in broad daylight and having a girl see me like that, so I instinctively covered myself with my hand. Xiao Yi, exuding charm, stepped forward and pulled my hand away: "It's done so many naughty things, why are you still shy and hiding? Oh, so energetic so early in the morning." Her hand was already gripping my large penis.
My penis is always incredibly hard in the morning, unbearably engorged, so I have to resort to masturbation. Xiao Yi's grip instantly dispelled my drowsiness, and I thrust forward, embracing Xiao Yi and kissing her. Xiao Yi leaned against the bedroom door, letting my body press against her, her hands busily stroking my penis.
I couldn't resist, pulling Xiao Yi over and pushing her down onto the bed. Xiao Yi hurriedly called out, "Wait...wait a minute, let's...let's eat first..." I ignored her and continued to lift her nightgown. Xiao Yi wasn't wearing shorts, and the black pubic hair between her white thighs was particularly striking.
"Let your little slut have her fill first." I spread her legs, revealing her alluring and intoxicating world.
"No...no..." Xiao Yi began to moan weakly.
"Look, your little slut is already drooling." I gently dipped my huge glans into the lustful fluids between her labia.
Xiao Yi bit her lip and closed her eyes, quietly waiting for my next move. After a long while, she opened her eyes and saw me smiling mischievously at her.
"Oh...you're so mean...you're so bad..." Xiao Yi twisted her body and acted coquettishly.
I held my breath and thrust my penis in. Making love during the day has a different kind of stimulation, so Xiao Yi twisted her body violently, as if she wanted to swallow my penis whole. She didn't talk like she usually did, just kept moaning softly and heavily, focusing on enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated.
I quickly reached orgasm and asked if I could ejaculate inside. Xiao Yi mumbled "whatever" and went limp. My stored semen, accumulated overnight, began to ejaculate, and Xiao Yi trembled with each spray.
After washing up, I sat naked at the dining table, Xiao Yi beside me, her body softly leaning against me, silently watching me eat. After a while, she picked up the glass of milk on the table and brought it to my lips: "Drink this, I added honey." I took a sip, and it was indeed sweet. Xiao Yi suddenly laughed. I looked at her and felt that her laugh was somewhat flirtatious. Sure enough, Xiao Yi snuggled into my arms and said sweetly, "This milk is to make up for what you lost earlier." I kissed her lips and said, "Don't worry, I have plenty, as much as you want."
"Hmph, bragging," Xiao Yi pouted.
"I'll prove it to you," I said, and started to stand up.
Xiao Yi quickly said, "I believe you, I believe you," and pulled me back. But her hand then grasped my penis, gently kneading it. By the time I had drunk half of the milk, my penis was already erect again. I looked at her and asked, "Are you going to let me eat or not?"
"You eat yours, it won't bother us." Xiao Yi's head was already buried in my chest, close to examine my penis, her stroking movements getting faster and faster. I couldn't eat anymore, just sitting there blankly as she masturbated me.
The tingling sensation came again, and I opened my mouth wide, breathing nervously. The "tsk tsk" sounds grew louder with the rapid stroking of Xiao Yi's small hands. Suddenly, a burst of sensation rushed to my lower abdomen. Before I could warn Xiao Yi, she cried out "Ouch!" and jerked her head up, dodging to the side, bumping into my arm holding the milk glass. With a "clatter," the milk glass rolled onto the table. At the same time, my penis ejaculated violently, several white arcs shooting into the air, then falling back onto the table, mingling with the milk, and flowing down to the floor. I sat there groaning, while Xiao Yi chuckled and busied herself cleaning up.
That day, neither of us went out, spending the whole day entwined and playing in bed. The phone rang a few times, but Xiao Yi didn't answer it. There were three or four more knocks on the door, and we held our breath, not answering. I asked who it could be, and Xiao Yi said she wasn't sure, but it was either the male teacher at school who was pursuing her relentlessly, or someone from outside the school. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Xiao Yi noticed, and deliberately talked about which person she had a crush on, and how outstanding that person was. I said, "But you can't marry several people at the same time," and she asked flirtatiously, "So what?" My answer was to vent my jealousy with my hard penis. Xiao Yi, seeing that she had achieved her goal, comforted me, saying that she had given herself to me to play with as I pleased, so what was there to be unhappy about? She said she thought I could be a great lover, but a bad husband, because being too attractive to girls would make my wife feel insecure. I felt very wronged and resolved in my heart that I must be a good husband in the future.
Like birds released from their cages, we could finally make love freely and without restraint. This psychological relaxation greatly stimulated our sexual desire, leading to one climax after another. Except for meals and bathroom breaks, we were practically always rolling around in bed. Xiao Yi's skills in bed were improving, which thrilled me. We were very familiar with each other's bodies, and our playfulness increased. Every time I suggested a new position, Xiao Yi responded enthusiastically, appreciating my innovation. "You're really good!" became her catchphrase when she was satisfied.
When the clock on the wall pointed to 7 pm, I was preparing to penetrate Xiao Yi for the tenth time. Xiao Yi pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Dong, good little brother, I can't take it anymore, it hurts so much down there, let's stop for a while." This was her third time begging. I persisted, "Who told you to be so horny, I can't stop even if I want to!" But as soon as I finished speaking, Xiao Yi suddenly pushed me away, jumped off the bed, and ran away. I got up to chase her, and Xiao Yi giggled as she ran into the bathroom, locking herself inside.
I knocked on the door: "Sister Yi, stop messing around, come out already."
"You're going to kill me! It hurts so much!"
"What am I supposed to do? It's so painful!"
"Hehe... I don't care."
"I'm going to break down the door!"
"Go ahead and break it down, then I'll let you play with me."
"Okay, okay, just this once, okay?" "Hmph ,
you just said it was the last time, you're lying."
"This time it counts."
"Who believes that? I think I should really cut that thing off you, you're hurting people everywhere."
"You're so ungrateful! You were all happy just now, come out, I'll let you cut it off.
" "..."
"Sister Yi, say something!"
"Dong... you really still want it?"
"Yes... yes..."
"I've made your back hurt so much, have pity on me, or... or I'll use my hand to help you."
"Okay, okay, come out."
"I'm really impressed with you."
Xiao Yi opened the door and came out. I pounced on her and hugged her, thrusting my erect penis against her body. Xiao Yi gripped the base of my penis and gently pulled me back to the bedroom.
I lay sprawled on the bed, letting Xiao Yi's small hands grip my penis and stroke it up and down. Xiao Yi knelt beside me, her lips tightly pressed together, her tongue slightly protruding, her pert breasts jiggling, looking very energetic. I couldn't help but caress her soft, white buttocks, and in the instant she lifted her hips, I reached my hand to the slightly parted cleft of her thighs. It was not only wet but also burning hot.
"Ouch...it hurts, your hands are rough!" Xiao Yi cried out, twisting her hips.
"Can't I be gentle?"
"Your hands are so rough, it's no use being gentle."
I understood the implication, and impatiently moved her kneeling buttocks over, forcefully spreading them apart, and licked her swollen cleft with my tongue.
"Mmm...mmm..." Xiao Yi hummed comfortably. Stimulated in her lower body, her attention was diverted, and her hand stroking my penis began to slow down, eventually becoming intermittent.
I looked up and told her not to stop, but she turned back and said, "I can't serve you anymore today, my arms are sore, and you're still holding on like this." As she spoke, she slapped my erect penis from side to side, the large, dark red glans swaying beside her pretty face, looking thirsty.
"You...you go wash up." Xiao Yi suddenly pulled me up.
"It's not over yet, no rush to wash."
"No, go wash now." Her attitude was firm.
I had no choice but to go to the bathroom, swaying my large penis.
Back in the bedroom, Xiao Yi asked, "Are you clean?"
I replied, "Yes."
"Let me see," Xiao Yi pushed me down onto the bed, bringing her nose close to my naked body and sniffing it from all sides, like a cute little puppy.
"Hmm," Xiao Yi seemed satisfied. "Now close your eyes."
I didn't know what new trick she was up to, so I just stared at her blankly.
"Just close them when I tell you to,"
she said sweetly, seemingly agreeing, so I closed my eyes. I felt Xiao Yi's hair brush against my stomach, feeling soft and warm. A moment later, Xiao Yi's soft breasts gently pressed against my stomach. Just as I was wondering what she was up to, I felt her slender little hand grasp my penis again, and almost at the same time, a wet, soft, and warm sensation enveloped my glans—a feeling I had never experienced before.
I quickly opened my eyes, stunned: Xiao Yi was giving me oral sex. Caught off guard, I sat up abruptly, stammering, "Teacher... Sister Yi... you..."
"Don't move," Xiao Yi mumbled, pushing me back onto the bed. Without turning around, she quickened her pace, the wet, smacking sounds echoing again.
My eyes were fixed on the ceiling, feeling the unprecedented stimulation Xiao Yi's sweet lips were giving my penis. Unlike the sensation of penetration, Xiao Yi's lips and mouth couldn't provide the same tight envelopment and friction, but the rapid sweeping and entwining of her tongue on the glans, along with the occasional scraping from her hard teeth, brought a different kind of unique pleasure. My unease began to subside, and I gratefully enjoyed my lover's oral sex. Tilting my head, I saw Xiao Yi's bright red lips tightly enveloping my thick, hard penis, stroking it up and down, her small hands supporting the base, constantly caressing and squeezing it.
Hearing my satisfied moans, Xiao Yi glanced back at me, then turned to face me, displaying the lewd scene before me. Her eyes shone brightly in the dimming room, fixed on me, watching my expression. I excitedly cried out, "Sister, I love you!" reaching out to stroke her trembling head and face.
My penis, dulled by countless sexual encounters from morning till night, quickly became aroused under Xiao Yi's mouth. The gratitude, the excitement, the sense of possession, the feeling of being with the woman I loved—all these emotions were indescribable.
Finally, I straightened up, ready to ejaculate. Xiao Yi sensed my change and quickened her pace. As I involuntarily opened my mouth wide and cried out "Ah!", Xiao Yi looked up and dodged, and a stream of white semen gushed out powerfully, shooting high into the sky, followed by a second, a third... My body trembled violently.
I lay sprawled on the bed, letting Xiao Yi pounce on me, kissing my mouth, face, eyes, neck, and chest with her lips covered in my penis's semen and smelling of blood. She kept murmuring, "My big cock brother, you're really good, you shot so high, I even used my mouth, is that enough now?"
I knew that our lewdness could not be stopped, like the feeling of falling into an abyss in a dream: "Let it be."
In those days, Xiao Yi and I both became fond of oral sex. We started to serve each other, like the "69" position that I later heard about. Once, Xiao Yi even told me that she would drool whenever she thought of or saw my penis. The lewd words that she used to need to muster up courage to say, she now blurted out without blushing. I told her she'd changed, become too lewd, and probably no one but me would want her. She said she didn't care; if no one wanted her, she'd become a nun. I said forget it, she couldn't control herself and would break the rules of the nunnery. She said that was good, she could seduce monks, and she'd heard monks' "things" were very powerful. I said she should marry me, and my "thing" would guarantee her a lifetime of pleasure. She said she'd be his concubine. I asked why she insisted on being a concubine. She said stealing from others was better than being stolen from.
One night, Xiao Yi suddenly told me that she used to masturbate frequently. I teased her about whether she'd ever been caught by her teacher like I had, but she countered by asking if I wanted to see her masturbate, and I quickly nodded. So she leaned her head against the headboard, half-lying on the bed. I knelt between her legs, watching her small, white hands reach into the dark pubic hair, first stroking her pink vulva, then pressing and gently rubbing her already erect clitoris. She quickly became aroused, writhing and moaning softly. Excited
, I sat up and masturbated, the two of us facing each other, admiring each other's movements. Xiao Yi stared at me for a while, her eyes glazed over, then hummed for me to come closer. I knelt before her, my erect penis pointing at her nose, a thin, clear liquid dripping from the glans. Sure enough, Xiao Yi's saliva flowed, trickling down her chin. I quickly shoved the glans into her half-open mouth, and as she held it tightly with her lips, I began to thrust slowly. White foam continuously gushed from Xiao Yi's mouth, making a "plop plop" sound with each thrust. In my excitement, my penis thrust deeper, the head touching the walls of Xiao Yi's mouth. She coughed violently, saliva and foam dripping onto her chest. But I couldn't resist any longer. I pulled back, lifted her thighs, and forcefully thrust my penis into her wet, fleshy opening. Xiao Yi's violent coughing caused her vaginal walls to contract tightly, giving me immense pleasure. I quickly ejaculated into her.
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Xiao Yi and I began living like husband and wife.
I spent most of my time in Xiao Yi's room, and she mostly stayed home with me except when she was out running errands. A few times, other teachers came to see Xiao Yi, and I had to hide in the bedroom closet. To make things easier, we only wore pajamas in the room, completely naked underneath. The constant sex, day and night, made my eyes darken. Xiao Yi laughed at me, saying I looked like a panda, and started buying large quantities of nutritional supplements. She herself was showing signs of excessive indulgence; her once rosy complexion had become somewhat pale, and her bright, alluring eyes had become hazy, making her resemble a young woman who had enjoyed the lavish attention of men.
But we paid almost no attention to this. As long as we were embraced and entered each other's bodies, the audible and silent thrills, the unforgettable
, ecstatic pleasure, constituted our entire world. Several times, we secretly left school and boldly strolled hand in hand through the streets of the city center. Only in the presence of strangers could we openly express our love, which in itself was a strange thrill, unforgettable.
Weaving through the bustling crowds, we were incredibly excited and radiant. I began to believe that sex was the most powerful stimulant for humanity, giving lovers insatiable energy.
Beautiful girls always attract a lot of attention, and a standard beauty like Xiao Yi was no exception. Various gazes swept over us from the crowd: the infatuated stares of young men, the hungry, lustful looks of middle-aged men, and the envious, jealous glances of girls our age. Idle thugs on the street whistled at us, cars sped by honked their horns, and some even followed us. Xiao Yi seemed unfazed, showing no anger or fear, but instead deliberately puffing out her chest and buttocks, displaying a flirtatious demeanor, completely different from her school self.
I was constantly excited, proud to have such a "heartthrob" girlfriend. In the lush woods of the park, I disregarded those around me, pinning Xiao Yi against a tree trunk, showering her with passionate kisses and caresses until she groaned weakly, wanting to go home.
We knew every corner of each other's bodies intimately; we could read each other's eyes, gestures, and body language without words—a level of understanding that even surprised ourselves.
However, as the start of the school year approached, Cui Cui's image quietly reappeared in my mind, and my mood became heavy again. Xiao Yi was immersed in the sea of sexual desire, seemingly oblivious to everything.
On the first night of school, Cui Cui asked me out. After much hesitation, I agreed. I knew I had to confront Cui Cui about our love triangle and find a solution.
In the dark corner outside the classroom, Cui Cui threw herself at me, kissing me passionately. Her fresh, youthful scent made me dizzy. My hands roamed over Cui Cui's alluring curves, and she began to tremble, her breathing quickening.
I had prepared what to say, but now I didn't know how to bring it up. I restrained myself, moved my hands away, and held Cui Cui's shoulders. Mustering my courage, I earnestly told her that I didn't want to continue our relationship, and prepared a long list of reasons.
But before I could finish, Cui Cui burst into tears, covering her face and ignoring my words.
"Why? Why? Is it... is it because of Teacher Lin? Does she know about us?" Cui Cui kept asking, her eyes red.
"If this continues, she... she'll find out sooner or later," I stammered.
"So what? Isn't she with you too?"
"Then...then...then...what...what should I do?"
"I'll listen to you, as long as you don't leave me." Cui Cui stared intently at me, waiting for my answer.
I truly regretted not being able to resist temptation back then; now I wished I could disappear into the ground. Before I even had a chance to savor the sweetness of love, I was already deeply mired in the quagmire of lust. I deeply loved Xiao Yi, but when I touched Cui Cui's delicious body, I couldn't control my desires. Did I love Cui Cui? I didn't know, but I definitely wanted to make love to her. I kept thinking: Oh no, I'm such a hopeless scoundrel.
That night, Cui Cui dragged me into the girls' restroom.
After a month of emptiness and waiting, Cui Cui was extremely excited; almost her entire body was an erogenous zone. She moaned wherever I touched her, and before I even touched her body, she closed her eyes and started humming.
I lifted her t-shirt and stuffed it into her mouth, then began to touch and kiss her from top to bottom. Cui Cui's high, firm breasts were smooth and warm, with large, elastic nipples. I took them in my mouth, and Cui Cui trembled, letting out a
soft moan. My fingers traced down her flat, undulating abdomen, until I reached her unusually thick pubic hair. Delving inside, I found her overflowing pubic hair. Cui Cui couldn't resist; she spread her legs, thrusting her hips forward, rubbing against my lower body in a wanton manner. I didn't wait any longer, thrusting my thick, dark penis in from behind. Cui Cui froze as if electrocuted, followed by violent tremors.
I whispered in her ear, "Did you miss me?"
Cui Cui nodded frantically.
I asked again, "How did you miss me?"
Cui Cui answered by thrusting her hips back.
My penis slowly pumped in and out of her warm, wet opening, feeling tight against her firm, protruding buttocks, making a soft, wet sound.
To penetrate deeper, I pushed Cui Cui to bend over and hold onto the toilet seat, and Cui Cui cooperated by spreading her legs. I looked down at her snow-white buttocks and the thick, dark penis deep inside her, and couldn't help but thrust forward with all my might.
"Ugh..." Cui Cui groaned softly , tilting her head back.
I increased the amplitude and speed of my thrusts.
"Ugh...ugh...ah...ouch...ouch..." Cui Cui couldn't help but reach out and pull the t-shirt out of her mouth, letting out a long breath and moaning.
"You...you...don't...don't make a sound..." I was out of breath and immediately slowed down. I knew that Cui Cui was not like Xiao Yi, who would scream when excited and never care about the environment.
"I just couldn't help it because it felt so good," Cui Cui gasped.
I pulled her t-shirt up again and stuffed it into her mouth,
and she reluctantly opened her mouth and bit down. Playing with Cui Cui and Xiao Yi felt very different. I think the main difference wasn't so much their physical differences, but more of a psychological effect. Xiao Yi was, after all, my teacher, and having sex with her had a thrilling, illicit feeling; Cui Cui, on the other hand, offered herself up, making the act feel more like conquering and playing with her.
I quickly became excited, and after a series of vigorous thrusts, I pressed myself against her back, letting my semen gush inside her.
Cui Cui didn't even wipe herself; she turned and hugged me, kissing my face, neck, and chest incessantly.
The sound of footsteps approached; a girl was using the restroom, urinating in the stall next to us, the gurgling sound clearly audible. Cui Cui looked up at me with a wicked grin, and I quickly covered her mouth with my hand. She then sucked my finger into her mouth, her movements revealing her lewdness.
When the restroom quieted down again, Cui Cui wanted to do it again. Fearing it would take too long and arouse suspicion, I refused.
From then on, I was caught in a cycle of wanting to escape yet unable to resist the temptation, caught between two beautiful women, unable to stop, suffering endless torment. I couldn't turn to my parents for help, nor could I find any close friends to confide in; the excitement and pleasure of the forbidden fruit had almost vanished. When my mind
wandered, my energy and mood during sex diminished significantly, a fact both Xiao Yi and Cuicui noticed.
Cuicui knew exactly what was wrong, so she always tried her best to arouse me during sex. Sometimes, when I was in a bad mood, I would vent my frustrations on her, and Cuicui would silently endure it, saying, "Do whatever you want, I'll do whatever you want, I'd even be willing to die."
Xiao Yi, however, didn't know what was going on. At first, she thought I was sick, but apart from being listless, she couldn't see any other symptoms. Later, she blamed herself, saying that she had only thought about her own pleasure and must have been indulging in too much sex, and agreed to reduce the frequency of sex with me. But the fewer times I had sex with Xiao Yi, the more opportunities Cuicui had, and the situation didn't improve.
The truth eventually came out, and the observant Xiao Yi discovered the real reason hidden beneath the abnormality.
And as fate would have it, one day Cuicui refused to let me stand while she was having sex with her, and instead, during a movie screening at school, she dragged me to her dorm, saying that it wasn't exciting unless she was being pinned down. I wanted to have some fun with her in bed, so I agreed. Who knew she'd get so aroused and, during her climax, bite down hard on my shoulder. I struggled for ages before finally managing to get away. The two rows of thin, red teeth marks on my shoulder were discovered by Xiao Yi the next night.
Xiao Yi had bitten me randomly before, but they'd always disappeared over time. This time, it was clearly not her doing. I can't even describe the shock and surprise on Xiao Yi's face. In short, I felt utterly ashamed under her piercing gaze and confessed everything about what happened with Cui Cui.
Xiao Yi silently put on her clothes, left the bedroom, and sat on the sofa in the living room, lost in thought. I followed her out, stammering and begging for forgiveness.
For a full half hour, Xiao Yi didn't say a word, just kept wiping away tears.
Later, her eyes were red and swollen. She looked up and forced a smile, saying, "Sigh... I never thought such a beautiful time would end so quickly."
I felt like the end of the world was coming, and I burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. I buried my face in Xiao Yi's lap, repeatedly saying, "Sister Yi, don't be angry... I truly love you... I was a scoundrel... I was wrong... Please forgive me..."
Xiao Yi pulled my head into her arms and sobbed softly with me. Normally, those firm breasts would have already made me fantasize.
"Actually, I knew this day would come sooner or later. I couldn't hold onto you. I shouldn't have invested so much emotion. It's all my fault. I'm a teacher; I shouldn't have acted like this with you." Xiao Yi's voice softened.
I jumped up and walked out. Xiao Yi stopped me and asked where I was going. I said I was going to see Cui Cui to break up with her.
Xiao Yi shouted at me to come back, saying, "Do you want the whole school to know about this? You and she have gotten into this mess, how can she give up?"
I stood dumbfounded at the door, at a loss for what to do.
Xiao Yi finally let me go, saying she needed some time to calm down and think things through.
In those few days, two events occurred that decisively impacted the relationship between the three of us.
The first was a meeting with my elderly homeroom teacher, who said that all my subject teachers, except for English, had reported a significant decline in my grades recently, asking if something was affecting my studies. I was extremely frustrated and almost cried in front of the teacher.
The second event was even more devastating. Cui Cui rushed in, frantically telling me she was pregnant.
I had nowhere else to turn for help, and without thinking, I boldly took Cui Cui to see Xiao Yi.
Even now, I can still remember Xiao Yi's pained expression after learning of Cui Cui's pregnancy, tears welling in her eyes. The room was eerily quiet except for Cui Cui's soft sobs. After a while, Xiao Yi turned her head away from the bed and calmly said, "Go back now, it's none of your business." I obediently left.
Later, I learned that the two of them broke down in tears after I left. Xiao Yi asked Cuicui if she truly loved me, and Cuicui nodded. Xiao Yi said that we should temporarily stop seeing each other, especially stopping sex, because both Cuicui and I were experiencing a significant drop in academic performance, and continuing this would only ruin our studies and future. Xiao Yi said she had made up her mind and would no longer affect my studies. As for the future, she knew that we were not a good match in terms of age or mentality, and she had no hope of marrying me, so she was willing to give me up and let Cuicui have me.
Cuicui was moved and showed her true colors. She said she knew I loved Xiao Yi the most, and she shouldn't steal someone else's love. If I didn't want her anymore, she would never bother me again.
A month later, Cuicui took a week of sick leave, actually to secretly have an abortion, all arranged by Xiao Yi through a friend. After the surgery, Cuicui stayed at that friend's house. The next day, Xiao Yi took me to see her. She sat pitifully on the bed, her eyes still red and swollen, and as soon as she saw me, tears welled up in her eyes again.
Xiao Yi's friend was also a stunning beauty, but a bit more aloof than Xiao Yi. I think she already knew about the three of us, because she always looked at me strangely.
Before graduating from middle school, I never slept with Xiao Yi or Cuicui again. However, our interactions didn't stop; instead, because of our previous relationship, we became special friends. On weekends, Cuicui and I often went to Xiao Yi's house to play music, eat, and chat. Gradually, the three of us were no longer awkward together; instead, we developed a growing intimacy, often joking and even playfully teasing each other. Cuicui, in particular, perhaps because she had been pregnant with my child, quickly reverted to her unrestrained nature. If it weren't for Xiao Yi's supervision, she probably would have slept with me again long ago. I managed to pull back from
the brink and save my studies; I finally got into the prestigious university I had longed for, choosing my preferred major, Chinese Literature. Cuicui's wish to attend the same university as me didn't come true; she was admitted to the English department of another university, and luckily, we were still in the same city.
Before leaving my alma mater, Xiao Yi invited Cui Cui and me to a gathering in her dormitory. We drank, played the piano, sang, and even smoked a cigarette for the first time. Xiao Yi tried her best to hide her loneliness and sadness; she knew our love affair was coming to an end, even though she had long expected this outcome. Cui Cui sat beside Xiao Yi, occasionally comforting her with body language.
Facing the two beauties across the table with whom I had once shared a passionate night, I felt both proud and sad; I simply couldn't let go of either of them. Cui Cui and I were studying in the same city, so there would still be opportunities. But with Xiao Yi, we could only meet during holidays. Xiao Yi mentioned several times that she was approaching the age of "older single," hinting that she might accept one of her many suitors and get married and have children. In my heart, Xiao Yi was already my beautiful and charming wife, but in reality, I found myself so incompetent, hating my own philandering ways, unable to provide her with a safe and secure refuge and support.
The night grew deeper. Xiao Yi was in a bad mood and couldn't hold her liquor, staggering back to the bedroom. I rushed forward and hugged her tightly; her soft, warm body immediately aroused my desire, and I couldn't help but hold her even tighter. Xiao Yi hadn't been held by a man like this in a long time, and she let out a heart-stirring moan.
Cui Cui helped me lay Xiao Yi down on the bed, took off her outer clothes, and covered her with a towel.
As soon as we left the bedroom, Cui Cui cried out and threw herself into my arms, whispering, "Good brother, I've missed you so much!"
I quickly removed Cui Cui's clothes; her body was dazzlingly white under the light.
Cui Cui was even more eager than me; ignoring that I was still taking off my pants, she reached into her shorts and pulled out her already erect, thick, dark penis, and began to rapidly stroke it. Then she pushed me down onto the sofa, straddled me with her legs spread, and squatted down, holding my penis...
Looking down at her glistening penis moving in and out of her overflowing, wet vagina, Cui Cui let out a tearful cry of pleasure, her body trembling wildly. I didn't even have a chance to reciprocate. Soon, Cui Cui's body stiffened, her head thrown back, moaning rapidly as she reached orgasm.
Because I had resumed masturbation after a long time, although I felt the strong contractions of her wet, hot vagina, my penis remained erect.
I held Cui Cui's limp body, continuing my slow, rhythmic thrusting.
Cui Cui glanced at me with seductive eyes, looking alluring: "Dear brother...we're finally together again...you...you're still so strong...I'm completely smitten..."
I quickened my thrusting pace and said, "Let's finish quickly, it'll be bad if Xiao Yi wakes up."
"I don't care, I'm not afraid at all. She and I have both been with you, what's there to hide?" She paused for a moment, then leaned close to my ear mysteriously and whispered breathlessly, "Hey, why don't you go inside and play with Sister Yi later? She'll be heartbroken if you leave."
I rolled my eyes at her: "You're so shameless, aren't you jealous?"
"Sigh, I wish I weren't, but what can I do when I run into a rogue like you?" Cui Cui closed her eyes, lost in ecstasy as I thrust vigorously.
"Don't forget you're the third party." I bit Cui Cui's nipple and pulled it outwards, increasing my speed.
"Forget about who's first, second, or third, I'm almost at paradise! Oh...oh...you...you...so...so good...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore..." Cui Cui babbled incoherently, facing her second climax.
I growled and pushed Cui Cui aside, pulling out my trembling penis. Semen spurted out, drawing a long arc, and hit the opposite wall.
A door opened, and I turned around, dumbfounded: Xiao Yi stood in the bedroom doorway,
her hair disheveled and her eyes still sleepy. She was only wearing a bra and shorts, her snow-white, smooth skin a sight to behold. Perhaps she hadn't expected Cui Cui and me to be in the living room, so she seemed unusually surprised.
"You...you guys..." She stood there, still not fully sober.
Cui Cui and I hurriedly got dressed.
"Sister Yi, you...look...he's bullying me!" Cui Cui was surprisingly calmer than me.
Xiao Yi had just realized what was going on when her face flushed red. She cried out "Oops!" and ran back to the bedroom.
"What should we do?" I asked, looking at Cui Cui.
"What do you mean, what should we do? Let's go all the way! Why don't you go in?" Cui Cui's eyes gleamed.
Seeing my hesitation, Cui Cui pulled me into the bedroom.
Xiao Yi turned on the bedside lamp and sat on the bed. Seeing us come in, she whispered reproachfully, "How could you two be here..."
Cui Cui pounced on Xiao Yi and hugged her neck, laughing flirtatiously, "Hehe, good sister, don't be angry. It's been so long, I've been feeling so lonely." She glanced at me, then whispered to Xiao Yi, "Sister Yi, why don't you go with him too? It's been so long, don't you want to?"
Xiao Yi quickly glanced at my lower body, spat at Cui Cui, shook her head, but didn't say anything.
Cui Cui gave me a mischievous wink, then turned to Xiao Yi and said, "Maybe I should go first," before standing up.
Xiao Yi quickly grabbed her hand, "Cui Cui, don't go!" She looked up at me and said, "You can go,"
her tone so gentle, coupled with her alluring eyes, that she was really saying: "You rascal, whatever."
I mustered my courage and went over to sit on the other side of Xiao Yi. Cui Cui wisely stood up, "I...I'll go back first," and turned to leave.
Xiao Yi opened her mouth, but ultimately remained silent.
I impatiently pressed Xiao Yi down, kissing her passionately. Xiao Yi, under the influence of alcohol, lay weakly on the bed, letting me touch her all over. Her bra and panties were quickly pulled off. I took her bright red, erect nipple into my mouth, and Xiao Yi's breathing became heavy.
Then I moved my hands to the long-missed grass and stream between her legs.
"Ugh...ugh...ouch...ah...ah..." Xiao Yi let out a familiar moan.
"Yi...good sister...I've wronged you before...today I'll make it up to you...let your little brother serve you well..." I muttered to myself as I moved.
I took off my clothes, spread Xiao Yi's thighs, and thrust my big penis into her damp pubic hair. Just as I was about to insert it, Xiao Yi suddenly pushed me away and rolled over to the other side of the bed. Confused, I quickly pounced on her and pinned her down. She called out urgently, "Cui Cui!" I turned around and saw Cui Cui standing at the bedroom door like a ghost.
Cui Cui ran in, squatted down, and grabbed Xiao Yi's waving hands, saying repeatedly, "I'm sorry...sister Yi...I just wanted to see...see you two...don't be embarrassed...we've both been with him before..."
Xiao Yi cried out urgently, "So embarrassing!" "Get out!"
My lust was now uncontrollable, my erect penis had nowhere to go, and I didn't care about anything else. While Xiao Yi was talking to Cuicui, I spread her legs and buttocks and thrust into her from behind.
"Ah..." Xiao Yi moaned long, ignoring Cuicui.
I didn't care if Cuicui was nearby anymore, I lifted Xiao Yi's buttocks up, wrapped them around my waist, and began to thrust violently.
Xiao Yi covered her face with her hands in shame, moaning involuntarily with each thrust.
Cuicui, her face flushed with excitement, moved closer to me, her eyes fixed on the thick penis going in and out of her wet, fleshy opening, her mouth agape.
As I thrust in and out, I cried out, "Cui Cui...you wanted to watch, didn't you?...I'll let you watch
to your heart's content...I'm fucking you well, aren't I?...Hmm...I'll fuck the slutty older sister first...then fuck you, the slutty younger sister..." Cui Cui breathed heavily, leaning softly against me, her hands caressing my taut thighs, buttocks, and chest. Finally, she simply stripped naked, climbed onto the bed, knelt behind me, and pressed her high breasts against my back, rubbing them incessantly.
Xiao Yi's lust quickly reached its peak under the friction of the thick penis, and the shyness caused by being watched by others gradually faded. For the sake of sexual stimulation, she began to actively twist her hips, searching for a more comfortable angle, and her moans grew louder and louder.
"Sister Yi...Dong Ge's big thing is really exciting, isn't it?...Don't be shy...if it feels good...just shout it out loud..." Cui Cui breathed lasciviously.
"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...pui...you...you shameless...slut...you came to...my bed to peep..." Xiao Yi scolded Cui Cui, her hair disheveled.
"Well, I worked so hard to satisfy your cravings, and you turn around and bite me. I'll teach you a lesson!" Cui Cui said, then grabbed my buttocks and pushed forward with the rhythm of my thrusts. My big penis 'plop' pierced Xiao Yi's vagina all the way in.
"Ouch..." Xiao Yi cried out in surprise, her body collapsing onto the bed. I pressed down on her, increasing the speed of my thrusts, my abdomen slapping against Xiao Yi's buttocks with a 'smack smack' sound.
Xiao Yi gasped, her mouth agape, "Ah...hum...ah...hum...Dong...harder...harder...don't...don't stop...sister...I'm...I'm going to let you...fuck...fuck me to death...ah...ah..." Her whole body trembled violently, her vaginal opening contracted rapidly, and a stream of hot liquid gushed out.
Cui Cui pulled me off Xiao Yi, pushed me onto the bed, and hurriedly climbed on top of me again, muttering, "Brother Dong, Sister Yi can't take it anymore, let me take over."
My penis, covered in Xiao Yi's vaginal fluid, was easily slipped into Cui Cui's vaginal opening with a "plop."
Xiao Yi lay on the bed, turned her face to the side, and looked at us with her eyes slightly open, saying weakly, "Oh my god, what kind of place am I? Do I even want my sheets anymore?"
I was covered in sweat, lying on the bed letting Cui Cui lasciviously masturbate and shake herself. When Cui Cui cried out and reached orgasm, I was still a little short. Finally, it was Cui Cui who used her two delicate little hands to stroke him up and down, causing the semen to shoot into the sky like a fountain, then "plop" back onto the sheets.
That night, the three of us shared a bed and slept soundly.
One day, near the end of summer, I boarded a train alone to go to university. Besides my parents, younger brother, and sister, Xiao Yi and Cui Cui, who would be starting school soon, were also there to see me off. As the train started moving, I suddenly felt a tightness in my chest, as if I had forgotten something, or lost something. Xiao Yi and Cui Cui stood tightly together, hand in hand, gradually moving away from me. I knew we would see each other again soon, but why did I feel so lonely? My nose stung, and I realized that two lines of tears were silently streaming down my cheeks. I turned around and saw Xiao Yi covering her face with her hands, her shoulders trembling. Cui Cui was pulling at Xiao Yi's arm with one hand, while rubbing her eyes with the other. I'm about to start a new life. Goodbye, but I'll never forget you all, I say in my heart.

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