Theater Tales

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After becoming intimate with Mr. Lü, who taught math, my life of entertaining guests became even busier. In the resettlement area, I frequently visited the Lin family, deciding whether to sleep with Mrs. Lin or Le Feng depending on my mood and the circumstances. Le Feng knew about my affair with her mother, so she would always glare at me with a smile when she saw me groping Mrs. Lin. But Mrs. Lin had no idea that I was also involved with her eldest daughter, so I was very cautious when I was having an affair with Le Feng. Of course, I also had to be wary of another Lin family beauty, my official lover, Le Ci.

When it came time to go to school, it was a completely different story. At school, I had sexual relations with Le Feng, Wang Dengdeng, and Mr. Lü. Le Feng wasn't a big deal, since we were all familiar with each other. Wang Dengdeng also knew about my usual licentious behavior, so she didn't worry too much. The problem lay with Mr. Lü. She tried to warn me not to mess around with the girls at school. I don't know if she was jealous or trying to protect them, but I never went overboard in front of her. I was afraid that if she got upset, she wouldn't let me touch her anymore.

Besides these people, the next thing to talk about is my love life. Le Ci is my lover, with whom I've secretly pledged my life, but I also have another girlfriend, Zhang Hanyun. One is my childhood sweetheart from the resettlement area, and the other is my lover living in a wealthy family. I have to keep it a secret from both of them, preventing them from having any chance to meet.

Speaking of Zhang Hanyun, I have to mention Ah Ling, the maid at the Zhang family villa. Every time Zhang Hanyun comes to the villa to meet me, I have to pretend to be just a casual acquaintance with Ah Ling. I can't let Hanyun know that I've even slept with her maid.

Fortunately, Ah Ling is happy to collude with me. In the end, she's still worried about her job.

In short, my life now is immersed in a vast sea of sex, suffering but also enjoying it immensely.

As a man, I can say I have no regrets.

After a year of this kind of life, I grew another year older, from thirteen to fourteen, and continued to grow taller, continuing my studies as usual. After the start of my second year of secondary school, Le Feng had already graduated, leaving me with one less companion at school. She soon found a job at a foreign firm, supposedly through a friend of her father's (note: in our time, foreign firms only hired those who had graduated from Form 5 or higher. Of course, introductions were an exception). Le Feng began her 9-to-5 workday, so I saw her less and less. Sometimes, I was so consumed by lust that I would sneak into the Lin family home in the middle of the night, drag her out, and have our passionate encounter in an open space in the district.

Fortunately, I had enough women in my life, even having a stunning beauty living with me at home. My mother was thirty-one that year, but she looked no different from a few years ago. Sometimes I wondered if time had only stopped for her. Conversely, my father had aged rapidly in recent years; at forty-three, he looked like he was in his fifties. He and my mother looked more like father and daughter than husband and wife, and I felt uneasy looking at them. I think I must admit, I was truly jealous of my father.

As I grew older, my arrogance also grew. At home, I completely disregarded the concept of seniority. Whenever I saw my father do something stupid, I would yell at him, beating him up until he was unmanly. My father, on the other hand, silently endured his son's scolding, showing absolutely no demeanor as the head of the family.

This day, school was out, and I was at home in the morning, having arranged to meet Hanyun in the afternoon. As I sat in the living room flipping through old newspapers, my mother, who was cleaning, said to me, "Guan Ai, you have another date later, right?" "Yeah," I replied casually.

My mother looked up and smiled at me, "You've had a lot of dates lately. Are you going out with girls?" "Hmm," I said, "Just strolling around." "What kind of girl? Bringing her home for dinner?"

I asked, surprised, and put down the newspaper. "Don't joke around. How can we entertain guests here?" My mother stared at me blankly for a moment before saying, "Isn't that your classmate? It wouldn't be a problem to bring her up to sit with you, would it?" "She's not a classmate from my school," I frowned. "Her home is on the mountaintop, and she'll be driven when she goes on dates with me. Do you still think our family can host her?" After hearing this, she turned around, wiping other furniture, and shook her head, saying lightly, "Guan Ai, don't get close to those rich people. Le Ci is already quite good." Mom was wearing a home dress, and when she bent over, the hem of the dress rode up above her thighs. I lowered my head, glancing at Mom's underwear as I responded. "As long as I haven't married Le Ci, I still have a choice." "So, do you like Le Ci?" Mom turned her head and asked.

I immediately sat up straight. "Of course I like her. I not only like Le Ci, but also Le Feng, my godmother, and you." Mom smiled faintly, bending down to face me and wiping the coffee table with a rag. Her cleavage was exposed at the neckline, which I enjoyed watching. "Boys shouldn't be fickle. You like everyone, it'll only tire people out." "It's nothing, right?" My eyes were still fixed on Mom's breasts, big and beautiful, and my pants immediately stood erect. "Le Ci might be dating someone else." "Le Ci won't." Mom looked up and said seriously.

I immediately looked at Mom's face and said with a smile, "You're not her, how do you know?" "I know." Mom said sadly, "Le Ci doesn't resemble anyone else, only one person, so I know. Hmm..." Mom thought for a moment and then said, "Hasn't she already entered your secondary school? You see each other every day, how could she have another boyfriend?" "She's in Form 1, and I'm in Form 2. I don't know any of her classmates, and I don't know who she flirts with every day, so why should I believe her? Besides, even if she has another boyfriend, I don't mind. As long as everyone is happy. When the wedding date comes, I will naturally marry her." "You really will marry her?" "I say I will, and I will."

"However," Mom tilted her head and smiled as if she didn't believe it at all. "You're spending other girls' money and living a different life. Do you think Le Ci can satisfy you like that?" "Come on," I said. "Mom, to be honest, I like everyone, yet I don't like anyone.

I think I haven't met my true love yet. So whether it's Le Ci or a rich girl, I'm just playing around. I don't know what the future holds." "Le Ci is like someone, and you are like someone too." Mom looked at me with melancholy eyes. "You have your reasons for thinking like that. Maybe our family is really too poor to give you a good life. Anyway, you can think whatever you want, as long as Le Ci doesn't know. One day, you'll wake up and realize what your life is really like." I picked up a cigarette from the coffee table, lit it, and scratched my head. "I decide my own life. I've thought everything through, and no one can stop me. Mom, I will definitely take good care of you in the future and live the best life with you." Mom smiled thoughtfully and went back upstairs. As I smoked, I watched my mother climb the wooden ladder, admiring her long legs. I felt she underestimated her son and herself. How could an outstanding mother and son like us be poor forever? As long as I stay with Hanyun now and get to know her father, I believe I will one day move into the mansion on the mountaintop with my mother.

Before my date, I reviewed my English, memorizing all the grammatical structures like "present tense," "past tense," "future tense," and "present continuous tense," making sure I wouldn't forget them easily. Afterwards, I recited a text from memory, making only a few mistakes, and remembering how to string most of the new words together. Actually, studying becomes quite simple once you grasp the tricks, and I'm preparing for my future.

Hanyun and I first went to the villa to greet Grandma Zhang and chatted with her for a while. Grandma Zhang laughed and told us to go have fun, so Hanyun and I got into another driver's car and headed out to the city to see a movie.

We chose an old film from a few years ago, "On the Waterfront," starring Marlon Brando. I didn't care at all about the movie. After Hanyun and I sat down, the theater lights went out, becoming pitch black, with only the screen light reflecting off Hanyun's pretty face. Today she was wearing a yellow wool short-sleeved top, a floral mini skirt, and pink high heels, her hair clipped to one side of her forehead. Ten minutes into the movie, my hand began to wander inappropriately onto her leg.

Han Yun smiled and moved my hand away, her eyes still fixed on the screen. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Wearing such a short skirt on our date will make me overthink things." Han Yun ignored me. I quietly unzipped my pants and took her hand to stroke my penis. Han Yun coughed softly, then pretended to be calm as she began to put the glove on my penis. Because it felt so good, I couldn't help but turn her head and press my lips to hers.

Han Yun protested with a few "mmm" sounds, then released my mouth and whispered, "Don't do anything rash. I'll use my hand to touch you." I grabbed her small breasts and began to knead them gently. "Do you think I'll let you off so easily?" "No...no." Han Yun started to pant. "What if someone sees us?" I said, licking her earlobe, "Let them see us, they're just here to watch the show anyway." Han Yun shook her head, and I reached under her skirt again, caressing her vulva. Soon, her vulva began to leak fluid little by little. She gritted her teeth and said, "No... Brother, be good, it'll only be okay after the movie is over, okay?" "No." I objected, my hands not stopping.

"There are too many people here."

"Then," I compromised, "let's find another empty seat." "Hmm..." Han Yun agreed expediently. "I'll go away first, you can find me later." "Let's go together." "No, so many people are watching, no one will know what we're doing." Han Yun whispered, "Brother, be good, I'll definitely let you in later." Saying that, she pushed away my hand under her skirt, straightened her clothes, and walked away.

I muttered to myself, and had no choice but to withdraw my penis and sit and wait for a few minutes. Just as I was about to stand up, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't asked her which seat she would be going to.

Never mind, it's fine as long as we go to a more secluded place. I walked around the huge movie theater, constantly looking around, and saw several rows of empty seats on one side of the theater. In the dim light, I saw a girl in a yellow shirt sitting there. I immediately went over and sat down next to her.

As soon as I sat down, I bent down and lifted Hanyun's skirt, burying my head inside. Hanyun gasped softly and tried to push my head away. Of course, I wouldn't let her succeed, blocking her with my hands, but desperately licking her vulva through her underwear.

But Hanyun still tried her best to break free. I whispered, "You're not going back on your word, are you?" "You... get away," Hanyun whispered.

I pulled my head out of her skirt and grabbed her breasts with both hands. Good heavens, so big and soft... wait? Big and soft?

I immediately looked up and saw a strange girl in front of me, looking at me in panic. She was wearing a yellow short-sleeved t-shirt and a blue mini-skirt, and she wasn't wearing any hair clips. My god, I must have mistaken her for someone else. Luckily, I still had some quick thinking and immediately covered her lips with mine to stop her from making a sound.

I kissed her passionately while mumbling, "You...you don't...remember me, do you?" She responded while I kissed her, "Who...are you? What are you doing?" I released her lips, pulled up her shirt, and fiercely kissed her breasts, which were much larger than Han Yun's. "You're heartless...I missed you so much." The stranger was confused, then said, "Missed me? Who are you?" "I won't tell you, you should remember." I took off her bra and started sucking on her nipples.

"You...you're a bad person...you came to rape me..."

"You really don't recognize me?" I looked up at her. "Look carefully, who am I?" The stranger looked at my face, and soon a blush rose to her cheeks. "I don't know you." "Hey...you invited me here, why won't you acknowledge me?" I said, pulling down her panties and starting to stimulate her.

Actually, I was just making things up to pique her curiosity. As far as I know, women are the most curious creatures in the world. If you keep asking them questions, they'll really keep thinking. Girls are afraid of offending people and subconsciously avoid making decisions. This strange woman in front of me really did keep thinking like that, and didn't stop my advances for a moment. Of course, this was a risky move. If this girl were less conventional, she probably would have already run to the police, right?

I wanted to arouse her sexual desire before she could think it through and get her to willingly have sex with me. She looked about seventeen or eighteen, not particularly pretty, so she probably wasn't very popular with boys. And I looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, plus I was handsome, so maybe I could seduce her. In fact, girls often seem to like younger boys because they can evoke a woman's maternal instincts.

Anyway, my emotions had reached their peak, and I needed to vent. Using this girl as my target was fine too. I was a little resentful, and decided that once I found Hanyun, I would fuck her half to death!

At this moment, I was already greedily devouring the strange woman's cunt. She didn't know whether to continue guessing or just enjoy it, only swaying her body restlessly. I sipped all the juices from her cunt, then tilted my head back and said, "I'll share some with you." Before she could answer, I stuck my tongue into her mouth, and we shared her juices.

"Let's be fair. I ate yours, and you have to eat mine." Saying this, I unzipped my pants, pulled them down to my ankles, and slowly shoved my penis into her mouth. She ate it with "mmm" sounds, not knowing to spit it out. I couldn't help but laugh.

Then I saw her clearly. Actually, she wasn't too bad-looking, just ordinary. Fortunately, she had a good figure, which aroused my interest. Besides, I don't necessarily require girls to be beautiful; in fact, ordinary has its own charm. In other words, it has a certain realism.

After letting her eat for a few minutes, I lifted her skirt, spread her legs apart with my hands, and held them to the northwest and northeast respectively. Then, aiming at my target, I inserted my penis into her cunt.

"Ah...it's in..." she actually said.

I was enjoying fucking her cunt when I heard this, and I couldn't help but laugh and deflate. "Miss, of course it's in." "It feels so good...who are you?...Why did you come to fuck me?" she asked with her eyes tightly closed.

I didn't answer her question directly. "Don't you have any men fucking you?" "I...I broke up with my boyfriend six months ago..." "Then I've made an appointment with you." I distracted her with my words while leaning forward and fucking her with big, up-and-down movements. Not bad cunt, I thought.

"You...did you make an appointment with me...I don't know you...ah...good job...what's your name?... "Yin A-Yi." I made up a name for myself. "Now you can remember, right?" "Yin A-yi?... I don't know you... You... are you mistaken?... Ah... Ah... Deeper... I want..." I inserted my penis to the bottom of her vagina, then stopped, and began to grind in circles with my hips. "Aren't you Mei-mei? I'm your pen pal." "I'm not... Good... It feels good... I'm not Mei-mei... You've mistaken me for someone else... It's so unfair... I'm being fucked like this... Ah... Ah..." "Isn't this good?" I stopped circling and started thrusting hard again. "Aren't you also enjoying being fucked by me?" "Yes... It feels good... Yin A-yi is the best... Ah... Don't go... I can replace Mei-mei and fuck you..." "That's good." I said, then added, "Don't call me A-yi, call me brother." "Okay... Brother is fucking me well... I'm almost there... Keep thrusting hard... Brother is fucking me to death... Keep going... Keep going..." At this moment, for some reason, a loud noise came from the video, and I had my back to the screen and didn't know what kind of scene was playing. However, this only made the stranger moan even louder, so the people in the theater wouldn't hear.

"It's coming... I'm coming... ah..." she said, reaching her climax and gushing out a gush of fluid. After her climax, I pulled my penis out abruptly, then shoved it back into her mouth, pressing her face tightly against my crotch.

I then ejaculated my thick semen deep into her throat.

I released the stranger; she slumped back in her chair, absentmindedly wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

Then I pulled my pants back up, leaned down, and whispered in her ear with a smile, "Actually, my name is Li Guan'ai. Nice to meet you."

"After saying that, I immediately ran away, leaving her sitting there alone.

As I continued to look for Hanyun, a sudden bright light shone on my face. I looked over and saw a woman shining a flashlight at me and gesturing for me to come over.

I walked up to her, and she turned off the flashlight, reaching for my crotch with one hand. I heard her chuckle softly, "Little boy, sex is forbidden in the theater." "Really?" I smiled wickedly, then without saying a word, I pulled the woman to the door and touched her breasts. "Sexy sister, you're not allowed to slack off at work either." "Stop talking nonsense." The woman put down the flashlight and quickly stripped naked from her work clothes. In the dim light, I could see that she was slightly plump, with large breasts, some flabby skin on her stomach, and thick flesh on her buttocks. I found it quite pleasant to touch.

"How old is Auntie this year?" I asked.

"How rude! You just called me 'slutty sister'."

"You're really not a sister, just a slutty auntie." I whispered in her ear. "If Auntie told you her age, I'd treat you even better." "Forty-two years old." She whispered back in my ear, "Do you mind?" I looked at her, imagining what she looked like twenty years ago; she must have been a stunning beauty. She hadn't gotten ugly, just a little plump, but still retained her charm.

"No," I kept pinching her plump breasts. "I'm just afraid you're going through menopause." She laughed and slapped me, then wrapped one leg around my back, pressing her vulva against my crotch.

I rubbed against her while sucking on her breasts.

"Mmm...you're so good, little boy, so nice to your auntie."

"Don't call me little boy." I maintained my strict principle of address. "Call me nephew." "Okay, you're my good nephew, your slutty auntie likes you." "Stand with your legs open, I want to eat auntie."

She obediently opened her legs, and I knelt down to eat her cunt, frequently sticking my tongue inside. Auntie moaned continuously as

I ate. While eating, I slowly pulled her to the ground. After she lay down, I slowly turned over, and the two of us lay on the ground in a 69 position. She took off my pants and, in return, took my penis into her mouth. It

was the first time I had played this kind of game with a woman, and I just found it interesting. We each tried our best to serve the other, and it was clear that older women knew more, which was extremely fun.

After eating for a while, I changed tactics, wriggling my body and slowly retreating, eating from her cunt to her navel, from her navel to her breasts, from her breasts to her neck, and then kissed her lips. While holding her cheeks with both hands, I ate all her lipstick.

"Good nephew, I want it," she breathed.

I stood up, helping her to her feet as well, turning her over, and inserting my penis from behind.

"Ah...nephew's fucking auntie...good...don't be polite...anyway, my husband's so bad...and my job's so boring...I just want to be fucked..." "Auntie, I'll come to the theater more often, and fuck you every time, okay?" "Okay...okay...but what if you're not here?... "Do you have any children?" I asked.

"Three...ah...all three are boys...ah..." "How old is your eldest son?" "Fifteen...in...in 'xx Middle School' in the second year of junior high..." My heart skipped a beat when I heard that. "What's his name?" "Ah...fuck me to death...my son's name is...ah...Lihai...what's wrong?... "Is your husband's surname Gao?" "Ah...how did you know...yes...my husband's surname is Gao...but his sex skills aren't high at all...nephew's the best..." "Ha, your son is my classmate, even in the same class." I laughed, finding it amusing.

Gao Lihai was indeed my classmate, a year older than me, and quite adept at dealing with girls. So sometimes we'd exchange tips. It was quite a coincidence, really; Gao Lihai had once told me he wanted to sleep with his own mother, but gave up because he was too scared. I deeply sympathized with him and encouraged him to be the pioneer of incest between us.

Gao Lihai's mother exclaimed, "Really? You...you're Lihai's classmate?...Ah...how shameful...to be slept with by my son's classmate...Ah...you...you won't laugh at me?" "Of course not." I had originally planned to have her sleep with her son while I was away, which was why I asked how old her son was. Now that I knew her son was Gao Lihai, I decided to change my strategy and stage an incestuous scene for them.

I replied to Mrs. Gao. "Auntie, I won't make fun of you. Everyone needs it too." "That's good... You're so young... but you understand things... and you're making me feel so good... You just finished with that girl... and now you're so hard again... I wish my husband were like this..." I laughed. "No, you'll enjoy this later too." "

This... what do you mean?"

I didn't answer, and continued to thrust into her vigorously. My waist started to ache, after all, it was the second round without a break. I didn't want to show weakness first, so I leaned forward and grabbed her breasts with my hands, constantly rubbing her nipples, wanting her to orgasm before me.

"Good... so good... keep thrusting into me... thrust me to death... I haven't felt this good in a long time... You're really my good nephew... and my son's good classmate... Ah... I'm coming..." Mrs. Gao said as she gushed out her vaginal fluid, which sprayed all over my leg. At this point, I had no choice but to surrender, fucking my classmate's mother was really amazing, and I couldn't help but shoot my second batch of thick semen into her.

After we finished, we put our clothes back on together. By then, the movie was more than halfway through. Then Mrs. Gao told me that my girlfriend was waiting for me somewhere. I slapped my forehead, realizing that Mrs. Gao had been watching Hanyun and me ever since we came in.

"You little lecher, abandoning your girlfriend to go around sleeping with other women," Mrs. Gao said with a laugh.

I smiled noncommittally, kissed her again, and then followed her directions to find Hanyun. She was also sitting in a quiet corner. Apparently, she couldn't stand waiting for me any longer and was masturbating in her seat. I couldn't help but laugh when I saw her.

I couldn't bear to see her doing such a lonely job in the theater, so I quietly sat down next to her and decided to go for a third movie.

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