【Life is but a dream】(01-02) Author: Second Artillery Corps

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Author: Second Artillery Corps
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Time flies. We still didn't talk much, but since we were deskmates, we gradually became familiar with each other. I
wasn't a good student, and deskmates should help each other. Before long, we became good friends during class
. However, as soon as class ended, we stopped talking. She went to play with her friends, and I, like attracts like,
became friends with some of the problem students in the class.
Mengmeng was very beautiful. It only took her a short time to go from being the class beauty to the school beauty. My group of brothers all envied
me. A few bold, self-proclaimed handsome classmates always asked me to help them pass love letters. Hehe, looking back now, I
guess I put the green hat on myself from that time on! Getting back to the point, actually I liked her a lot too,
but I was too insecure. I felt I wasn't good enough for her. Everything about her was perfect in my eyes: she was good at studying, her
voice was as clear and melodious as a lark's. Even when I was joking, I didn't dare look her in the eye. Every time I did eye exercises,
I would secretly look at her for a long time. Her eyelashes were long, her nose was small, like in a comic book, her breasts
were already developed and full, her waist and hips were small, her legs were long, and even her toes were neatly trimmed.
She always had a faint fragrance... Mengmeng would always open and read the love letters I jokingly handed him, and
sometimes he would show them to me. I would ask him which one he liked, and he would always just smile and not say.
I clearly remember that day, during self-study, Mengmeng suddenly asked me with a smile, "Fang Sheng, you're always delivering
love letters for others, have you ever thought about writing one for me too? Maybe I'd even be willing to reply to you." I
said, "Forget it, I can't even fill the first two lines of my essay, are you trying to make things difficult for me?" She smiled at me, a smile that held a
deeper meaning. My heart skipped a beat. Had she realized I liked her? The atmosphere became awkward
… Not long after, one day after class, she handed me a letter folded into a heart shape and said, “Give this
to Yang Shuai for me.” Then she left. For some reason, taking the letter, my heart suddenly ached for no apparent reason.
Yang Shuai wasn't in our class. He was indeed quite handsome back then, with a scar near his eye, supposedly from
a fight (now it seems like an exaggeration; he probably got it from a car accident). He was known as
the leader of our grade.
The news that Dai Meng and Yang Shuai were a couple quickly spread throughout the school. He was taken, and everyone who wanted to give me love letters
disappeared, because no one dared to compete with Yang Shuai for his girl.
There were many rumors about them. Some classmates saw them playing pool together after school, hugging and cuddling.
There were rumors that they kissed on the roof of the school building during PE class—all sorts of things. I really wanted to know if those things were
true, but I never mentioned them to Dai Meng, and she never did either.
Since Dai Meng and I were deskmates, Yang Shuai often came to find Dai Meng after class, and we gradually became familiar with each other. Actually, I
was quite annoyed by him because he seemed arrogant, but he was indeed ruthless. Once, he knocked out a classmate's teeth
, and even the teacher couldn't pull him away. His family was also wealthy; his father was the director of some bureau, and even the teachers didn't dare
offend him. Back then, 99% of families owned bicycles, but his family was the only one with a car.
One day after school, he came to find Dai Meng to go home together. Dai Meng's father happened to be picking her up from school to go to her grandmother's house, so
he left first. This guy stopped me and said, "Fang Sheng, I'll treat you to lamb skewers after school. We need to discuss something,
just the two of us." I naturally agreed, and we went to the night market. This guy ordered 80 yuan worth of skewers in one go
(at that time, my father only earned a little over 200 yuan a month). He asked if I drank, and I said no. Yang Shuai said no, you
have to learn, and insisted on ordering 10 jin of draft beer. We were both drunk very quickly.
He asked me, "How does Mengmeng usually talk to you about me?" I said, "We don't usually talk about relationship issues, and she
doesn't talk to me either. Actually, I'm quite curious about what stage you two have reached." Yang Shuai was also drunk, and his speech was
a bit slurred: "Kissed, touched, and I'm going to sleep with her soon, hahaha!" My heart sank, but
I had to hold back and asked him, "How did you kiss? How did you touch? Tell me what it felt like! I've never even held a girl
's hand before, you're really something!"
Yang Shuai, slurring his words, told me that one weekend they had arranged to go to the movies. In the theater,
he kissed her. At first, she resisted, but slowly, she took the initiative and stuck her tongue out. "Brother," he said, "
don't let Dai Meng's quiet demeanor fool you, when she gets horny, oh my, the feeling… her little tongue was so soft, she willingly put it in my
mouth and sucked… now, she's not satisfied if I don't kiss her for a day…
" Yang Shuai continued, like a victor, "And speaking of touching, it's even more exhilarating. On Dai Meng's birthday, it was just the two of us in a small private room at a restaurant.
I touched her breasts, and she didn't resist at all. Have you ever touched a woman's breasts?"
My heart shattered. My hands clenched under the table, my nails digging into my flesh. I thought to myself, "I'll fucking touch your mother's pussy!"
But I held back and said, "No, no, I wish I had your skills. Tell me what it felt like
."
Yang Shuai continued, "Brother, you don't know, Dai Meng's breasts are so soft, one slap isn't enough to cover them, and when you rub
them, tsk tsk... I pinch her nipples and rub them back and forth, they're as big as little beans. She loves it when I pinch her
nipples hard! She keeps calling me 'husband, husband'... But I've been letting her rub them for over half a year, and her nipples have gotten bigger,
I'm tired of it. If you do me a favor, I promise you can touch her breasts too!"
Hearing this, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. I always thought Yang Shuai genuinely liked Dai Meng, and that he
was just saying these things because he was drunk like me. I never expected him to treat her like this, to treat the girl I secretly loved so deeply like this
. But the thought of being able to touch Dai Meng's breasts with my own hands made me ask, "What favor do you want me to do
?"
Yang Shuai chuckled, putting his arm around my shoulder and whispering in my ear, "Final exams are in a few days, and Dai Meng
will be going back to her grandma's for summer vacation. I also want to find a different woman to play with this summer; I'm getting tired of the same one. The day before the class
party, help me stall her and steal her bicycle keys. The rest is up to me!"
I asked him what he planned to do. Yang Shuai gave me a mysterious smile and said, "You'll find out when the time comes."
These past few days, I've felt like a demon is living inside me. I've talked less with Dai Meng and stopped telling her jokes.
Every time I saw her, I thought of her soft tongue, her soft breasts, and her soft voice calling me "husband"... Once, I even
had a wet dream during class... She asked me if something had happened at home and I was unhappy these past few days. I made up an excuse, saying I was
under a lot of pressure because of exams. Dai Meng laughed and said, "With your exams, you're either second to last or last, where would you get the pressure? Tell
the truth!" I don't remember how I answered, but then she suddenly turned to me and put her arm around my shoulder, saying, "Fang
Sheng, you're your most trusted friend. If you're unhappy about anything, just tell me." I felt my whole body
tremble as if I'd been electrocuted. This was the first time we'd been so close, but in the end,
the demon in my heart won over my conscience. I just smiled bitterly and said, "It's nothing."
Time passed in this agonizing state. The day before the holiday, the class had a party, which ended around 8
p.m. I stole her bicycle keys. All the other classmates had left, leaving only her and me. She was frantic, almost crying
, frantically searching everywhere. The keys were in my inner pocket, and I pretended to help her look, actually waiting for
Yang Shuai to arrive. I didn't know what to feel; on one hand, I was thinking about how to get close to her, and on the other hand, I felt sorry for Yang Shuai,
who had treated her like that and she still didn't know. Sure enough
, Yang Shuai arrived and said, "Meng, I've been waiting at the school gate for ages, why aren't you leaving?" Dai Meng
said, "I lost my keys. You're just in time. Fang Sheng is also helping me look; let's look together!"
I secretly handed the keys to Yang Shuai. Yang Shuai pretended to look for a while, and when Dai Meng wasn't looking, he
whispered to me, "Thanks, brother. I'll tell you to leave later, but don't actually leave. Find a place to hide and watch how your brother
plays with women. You'll get your share of the rewards then."
After searching for a while, Yang Shuai said to me, "Fang Sheng, you go home first. The two of us can look." I agreed
, picked up my bag, and left. I turned back in the hallway and hid behind the back door of the classroom. Just as I finished hiding, Yang Shuai
exclaimed, "Holy crap! Found it! Who played this prank and hid your key in the trash can? If I find out, I'll
kill them!" Dai Meng was overjoyed. She snatched the key and gave Yang Shuai a big hug. I
saw it clearly through the small glass window in the back door, but seeing it in person was even more shocking. My
untouchable goddess was throwing herself into my arms over something so small. Before I could even process the bitterness in my heart, I
heard a voice from inside: "Shuai, the key's found. Let's go!" Yang Shuai said, "No way! I went through so
much trouble to find it for you, how are you going to thank me?" Dai Meng whispered, "Ugh, what do you want? Whatever.
It's a holiday tomorrow anyway, can you kiss me as much as you want today?"
Yang Shuai chuckled and said, "Baby, just kissing isn't enough!" Before he finished speaking, he silenced Dai Meng with a
kiss. At that moment, my heart practically stopped beating. I could only stare blankly, listening to the soft
sounds of their kiss. While kissing my beloved girl, Yang Shuai slipped his large hand under her clothes, clearly
grabbing Dai Meng's breasts and kneading them forcefully, showing no tenderness whatsoever. Even with her mouth covered, Dai Meng still groaned
softly, saying, "Shuai... can you be gentler? It hurts a little." Yang Shuai said, "Your clothes are too
tight, I'll take them off for you."
Dai Meng looked around, shrank back in fright, and asked Yang Shuai, "Won't...won't someone see us?
I'm yours...I'm willing to be...played with by you. But it's too unsafe here!" Yang Shuai said, "
Don't worry! It's dark, everyone's left the school." He then took off her t-shirt and skillfully
unhooked her bra. It seemed this wasn't the first time he'd undressed her like this.
Dai Meng's breasts sprang out, like two plump white rabbits. She blushed deeply, closed
her eyes, and remained silent. Yang Shuai grabbed one breast with one hand and roughly kneaded it, while pinching
her nipple with two fingers of his other hand. Dai Meng couldn't help but moan softly after a while.
Yang Shuai asked, "Does it feel good, Meng?" "Mmm, it feels good. Call me 'husband,' the more intimate and seductive you are, the harder I'll play with
you, haha!"
Dai Meng had completely changed; her usual serious and quiet demeanor was gone, replaced by intermittent
moans. "Yang Shuai...husband...you're so...good at it...it feels so good...Mengmeng's breasts...so good..." Yang Shuai
continued teasing: "Good girl, how about I do it to you every day from now on?" Dai Meng's face was already flushed, and she moaned softly:
"My...breasts...are for you to play with...you can do whatever you want...Mengmeng is all yours...ah...it hurts...husband,
you're so bad...you deliberately...forcefully...you've ruined Mengmeng's...breasts...what am I going to do..." Yang Shuai
was indeed a master; he couldn't resist just touching her breasts. Soon he moved his hand to Dai Meng's pants,
and Dai Meng immediately grabbed his hand, saying: "Husband, didn't we agree that
you can play with Mengmeng's mouth and breasts however you want, but please don't take my virginity now, okay? Mengmeng will be yours sooner or later, okay?"
Now that things had come to this, how could Yang Shuai stop? He said: "Baby, I really can't take it anymore today. Tomorrow is a holiday
, let me have you!" The two talked for a long time, but Dai Meng still refused. Finally, Yang Shuai got angry and
yelled, "Damn it, Mengmeng, what do you mean by this? I'm already this hard, are you kidding me? It
's been over half a year and you won't let me touch your genitals. You'd better do what you want today!
" Dai Meng said pitifully, "Yang Shuai, I beg you, I don't want to be...not that kind of person since middle school, except
...this, what do you say tonight...I...I'll...I'll agree to anything!"
In the end, Yang Shuai had no choice but to say, "Okay, Mengmeng, you said it yourself, I'm not forcing you
. You suck it out with your mouth. Don't understand? It's called oral sex. Use your mouth to suck my dick, use your tongue to lick it
until I'm satisfied!"
Dai Meng didn't say anything for two minutes after hearing this. It was very quiet around us. I was behind the window, wondering what Dai Meng would do.
Unexpectedly, Dai Meng suddenly squatted down, pulled down Yang Shuai's athletic shorts, and as soon as his underwear came down, Yang Shuai's penis
sprang out, his dark penis standing erect in front of Dai Meng's delicate face. Dai Meng stared at Yang Shuai and said, "Shuai,
will you be good to me for the rest of my life?"
Yang Shuai said, "Of course, you're mine now, of course I'll be good to you!"
After hearing this, Dai Meng closed her eyes; I could even see her long eyelashes fluttering. She opened her small mouth and
slowly took the dark penis into her mouth. Yang Shuai let out a comfortable "Ah." He said, "Mengmeng, you..."
"It's so warm in your mouth, my cock feels so good."
Having made her decision, Dai Meng simply let go and started sucking and swallowing. I could even see Yang Shuai's
cock being licked black and shiny by Dai Meng's little tongue, and there were also sucking sounds. While carefully licking
every corner of the cock, Dai Meng said softly, "Husband... does it feel good... mmm... Mengmeng's... little mouth...
are you satisfied... just think of... Mengmeng's... little mouth as... Mengmeng's... lower... okay? mmm... mmm... bad husband...
you... you... you... put it all... into Mengmeng's... throat... mmm... mmm... husband... you... shoot... into... Mengmeng
's... mouth... and I'll... mmm... swallow it... I don't mind... husband... being dirty... as long as you don't... break my
virginity, husband... mmm... you can... play with Mengmeng... however you want!"
As Dai Meng spoke, she knelt down, pressing her hands to the ground and raising her head like a female dog. Yang Shuai seized the opportunity, grabbing
Dai Meng's ponytail and brutally thrusting his dark penis into her mouth without any tenderness. Meng Meng's throat and mouth
were blocked, and she could no longer speak, only making whimpering and coughing sounds.
After about five minutes, Yang Shuai growled, pulled out his penis, and commanded, "Open your mouth and catch it!"
Dai Meng quickly closed her eyes and opened her mouth, preparing to receive Yang Shuai's semen. Yang Shuai masturbated while growling and
ejaculating, spraying semen all over Meng Meng's face, some into her mouth, some into her hair, and some
onto her face, making it impossible for her to open her eyes.
Dai Meng's clean and pure face was now covered in the most obscene things, but she still groped and licked Yang Shuai's penis clean
. Panting, she asked Yang Shuai, "Was it good, husband?"
Yang Shuai laughed, "Mengmeng, you're really something! You're so good at oral sex on your first try, you're a natural slut!"
As he spoke, he looked up and saw me behind the glass door. Our eyes met, and he gave me a smug
smile. He probably couldn't see the turmoil of anger churning within me!
Dai Meng, her eyes squinting, angrily complained, "It's all because of you! You only satisfy me when I'm like this
. Hurry up and find me some tissues to wipe my eyes! I can't open them!" She even pretended to cry,
sobbing... Yang Shuai agreed, saying he'd get some for her. He gestured to me, ran out, grabbed my hand, and pulled me
to a spot away from the classroom. He whispered, "Haha, this woman is too slutty. I've had my fill of her
. Now she can't open her eyes, so go and have your way with her. Just touch her without making a sound, and then run away. We'll
leave her here, hahaha!" Without asking why I was silent, he ran out of the teaching building.
I walked into the classroom in a daze, and stood in front of Dai Meng. For some reason, the demon in my heart vanished
; I couldn't muster even the slightest thought of molesting her.
I stood there before her, tears streaming down my face like beans, dripping from my chin to the floor.
I realized that even so, this woman was still the goddess I loved most in my heart, the purest
angel.
Dai Meng sensed someone in front of her and continued to whine, "Honey, did you find any tissues? I'm in so much pain...your
...your...semen tastes awful..."
I silently took out a tissue from my bag, trembling as I used it to wipe her hair, face, and finally her eyes,
as if polishing a beloved work of art. The moment she opened her eyes, she immediately covered her mouth to stifle
a scream, her eyes wide like bells, staring intently at me, at my face covered in tears and snot. There was no
screaming or yelling as I had imagined, nor did she act like a startled deer. We just stared at each other... Finally, she lowered
her eyelashes, silently picked up her shirt, put it on, and calmly said, "Fang Sheng, he's gone, right?" I said, "
He's gone." She said, "I understand."
Then there was silence again
. I asked, "Are you alright?" She didn't answer, but instead asked me, "Fang Sheng, I'm the one who was deceived and manipulated,
why are you crying?
" I said something I'll never regret in my life: "I'm crying only because the girl I love most has been
hurt. My heart aches."
Her shoulders trembled, and she lowered her head, saying, "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Now, I'm
tainted.
" I said, "More than anything, I want my beloved to be happy. Whether in the past, present,
or future, Dai Meng, you are the purest and most beautiful girl in my heart, because I see through your heart,
it's incredibly pure. I'm the one who doesn't deserve you."
She looked into my eyes and remained silent until she finally said, "Fang Sheng, I, Dai Meng, swear today that for the rest of
my life, I, Dai Meng, am yours, Fang Sheng's. I will never leave you, I will die with you. If I ever betray you, may I be struck by lightning!"
With that, she slung her bag over her shoulder and ran out of the classroom. I didn't chase after her; I knew she wanted some peace and quiet
. I understood how strong she was; a pure heart couldn't be destroyed by a corrupt one.
Summer vacation passed quickly. I wrote to Dai Meng with only four words: "Yang Shuai is dead." She replied with just one
word: "Okay."
To this day, we've been married for five years, and she has never asked how Yang Shuai died. She didn't want to know,
nor did she need to. Yang Shuai went fishing with a friend named Fang Sheng that day, accidentally fell into the river, and drowned.
In the morgue, I whispered in Yang Shuai's ear, "I don't hate you for defiling her body.
I killed you only because you insulted her heart."
02
The story of Yang Shuai gradually faded from people's memories. In my final year of junior high, the whole school knew that the school beauty, Dai Meng, was dating me
. Many classmates whispered behind my back that it was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung, and these words made
me feel even more unworthy of Mengmeng. But Mengmeng seemed to be doing it on purpose, becoming even more inseparable from me. We studied together,
did homework together, ate together, and after school, she insisted I walk her to her apartment building. Graduation
was fast approaching. My grades weren't good enough, so I could only go to a vocational school, while she got into a top high school. The
gap between us widened. At the graduation ceremony, Mengmeng, as a representative of outstanding students, gave
a speech. At the end, she suddenly shouted into the microphone, "Fang Sheng! I love you!"
The entire auditorium fell silent for a few seconds, followed by an uproar and a piercing screech—
the school had clearly unplugged the microphone. Mengmeng, smiling on stage, was pulled off by a teacher. There were...
School leaders, all the students, and parents.
That night, when I took her home, it was the first time I held her hand. I said, "Meng, don't you
regret doing this? What others say is true, I really am not good enough for you." Before I finished speaking, she hugged me tightly around
the waist, stood on tiptoe, and rested her chin on my shoulder. "Fang Sheng, what I, Dai Meng, said, what I made
, is a promise for life. As long as you don't dislike me, you will be my man for life, and I will always be your
woman." At that moment, I truly froze, both physically and emotionally. Gently holding her slender
waist, feeling her already full breasts pressed against my body, the faint fragrance of her hair… I couldn't help but cup her
face in my hands. Mengmeng closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling. At that moment, even if I were stupid, I knew what to do. I gently kissed
her lips. It was really soft, and then a wet, slippery little tongue probed into my mouth… Unconsciously, my
penis felt like it was about to explode. I was so embarrassed that my face turned bright red, and I quickly moved my buttocks back. Mengmeng obviously
felt it too, and blushed as she separated herself from me. I was so embarrassed: “Ah, this, this…hehe
…otherwise…otherwise…” Mengmeng continued, “Otherwise, you’ll take me tonight.” Her voice was very soft, and then she
lowered her head again. I was a little stunned and stammered, “That, how can that be? Didn’t you say you’re still young and don’t
want to…don’t want to lose your virginity? Besides, we don’t have anywhere to…you know…” By the end, I could
n’t even hear my own voice. Daimeng said, “I’ve decided to be your woman, I’m yours. As long as it’s you, anywhere
is fine…you can take me.” After saying that, she pulled me and ran towards the riverbank not far away.
Still reeling from the shock, my penis remained hard. I stumbled
after Dai Meng to a grove of trees by the river. It was called a grove, but the trees were sparse, planted in a greenbelt. At this time of day,
there weren't many people strolling along the river; mostly elderly men walking their birds. It was just getting dark, and from the grove,
you could vaguely see people walking about ten meters away.
We were both panting heavily. Dai Meng said, "Husband, take me." I grabbed her
and kissed her fiercely, our tongues entwining wildly. The summer evening was hot and humid. Mengmeng's white shirt clung to
her body, the buttons difficult to unbutton. I pushed her down onto the grass, letting her long hair fall loosely, and hastily pulled off
my t-shirt. I straddled her waist, ripping open her shirt, and flipped open her cotton bra.
Her white breasts and that small pink nipple made my eyes bloodshot.
Mengmeng's breasts heaved as she panted, "Fang Sheng, take me, don't be gentle with me...
take me hard..." I squeezed her snow-white breasts hard with both hands, shaping them into various forms, and
sucked on her nipples alternately. Mengmeng moaned as she kicked off my shorts, "Husband... Mengmeng... so good...
Mengmeng's breasts... so good. Please, please take me quickly, fuck me quickly, Mengmeng also wants
husband to penetrate her..." I pulled out one hand that had been playing with her breasts and lifted her skirt, pulling down her panties.
Her shoes were off by this time, leaving only white socks and her slender legs. Mengmeng held my
head down with one hand, sucking on her nipple, while guiding my hand towards her vulva with the other. Mengmeng was already soaking wet
. She said, "Did you feel it, husband? This is Mengmeng's vulva... This belongs to you. Put
your cock in, possess me, possess me forever!" As she spoke, she grasped my burning hot cock and aimed it at
her vaginal opening. I was already throbbing with desire, and with a thrust of my hips, my cock seemed to
burst through a door, then was enveloped by Mengmeng's hot, tender flesh. Mengmeng covered her
mouth with one hand and let out a soft "Ah!" I suddenly snapped back to reality and quickly asked, "Does it hurt?" Mengmeng covered her mouth and shook
her head, saying, "So happy, please fuck me hard, okay? I want it, I want my husband to fuck me hard!!"
The fact that Mengmeng, usually quiet and well-mannered, uttered such vulgar words made my eyes bloodshot. I grabbed her two snow-white breasts and
began thrusting my hips. Mengmeng was clearly no longer in pain; instead, she was experiencing boundless pleasure.
Her hands gripped the grass tightly, and she moaned, "Ah...so comfortable...so good...fuck me...ah...
husband, husband...ah...my pussy feels so good...your cock is so hot...Mengmeng is about to be fucked to death
...please, please, harder...don't be sorry for me...fuck me to death...ahhh..."
At this moment, my mind was completely blank. My hips moved mechanically and wildly, my eyes filled with my beloved goddess
Mengmeng lying on the grass, her breasts swaying, her lewd moans. The school beauty that so many men dreamed of,
my cock inserted into her most private vagina. I just wanted to fuck her wildly, to satisfy her madly, I'd
be willing to die for her pleasure... Time had lost its meaning, maybe only a minute or two, but that pleasure felt eternal.
Suddenly, a wave of tingling disrupted everything, and an unstoppable gush of semen erupted, shooting all into her vagina.
Mengmeng felt it too, clinging tightly to me, biting my chest with her teeth, moaning, "Ah... I feel
it, husband, I feel it, your semen is shooting into my body... Ah... Shoot it in, shoot it into my
body... Ahhh."
We held each other tightly until my penis slowly softened and slipped out of her slippery vagina. I rolled over
and lay down on the lawn, panting and tilting my head to look at her: "Mengmeng... no... " "I'm sorry... um... I...
it was my first time too... it was too short... I'm... I'm sorry..." Mengmeng giggled, "No
, it's not like that. Honey, you're so amazing. You know how good I felt just now? From now on, I'm yours. You
can have me anytime you want! Don't move yet." Saying that, she got up, straightened her skirt, put on
a shirt without buttons, and instead of picking up her underwear, she took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag and carefully wiped my now limp
penis. In the dim light, I saw a faint red stain on the white wipes... Mengmeng wiped
very carefully, her bangs covering her face. I just watched her, thinking, "Is all of this
a dream?"
That summer after graduation, we were almost inseparable and talked about almost everything. I told Mengmeng:
"My future probably isn't very bright. My family situation is average. My father is an office worker, and my mother..."
I was laid off and now run a small business. I'm not a good student, so it seems I won't achieve much academically .
I can't guarantee anything about my future with her
. Mengmeng's family is better off than mine. Her father is the head of security at a state-owned enterprise, and her mother also works
there. More importantly, Mengmeng is an excellent student, beautiful, and well-mannered. Her parents know about her early romance and
probably hate me now. But she always told me, "Fang Sheng, we'll work hard for our future.
Even if you end up with nothing, I'll still stick with you. All I need is for you to love me. If you ever stop
loving me, I won't be able to go on living."
I hugged her tightly, secretly vowing that I would make this girl happy for the rest of my life and never
let her down. Mengmeng's high school life was very intense, unlike my aimless time in vocational school. Mengmeng went home once a month and
stayed at school the rest of the time. Back then, cell phones were a luxury, and we could only see each other once a month. When we met, we would have passionate
sex, relentlessly demanding from each other until we were exhausted. She would try to get birth control
pills the day before a holiday because she said she didn't want any barriers between us, not even a hymen. This continued until she graduated from high school
, when we finally saved enough money to buy two matching cell phones.
Mengmeng successfully got into a prestigious university in Beijing. In her words, she would be responsible for earning money to support the family, and I
would be responsible for loving her wholeheartedly. Of course, I didn't want to accept her way of thinking.
We've all grown up, and Mengmeng's parents finally gave in to their precious daughter, essentially accepting our
relationship without supporting or opposing it.
A few days before I left for Beijing, I called Mengmeng: "Baby, are your parents home?"
"My mom's at work, my dad just went out, is my husband busy?"
"Hehe, I miss you, I'm coming over to chat."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home~ hehe."
I hung up and rushed to her house. Mengmeng opened the door for me wearing a thin nightgown. I could immediately
tell she wasn't wearing a bra; her nipples were faintly visible. The hem of her skirt barely covered her private parts, her thighs were exposed, and
her bare pink feet were painted with light purple, glossy nail polish.
Seeing this, I almost had a nosebleed. I swept her up in my arms, closed the door with my heel, and carried her
to the bedroom. Mengmeng giggled and buried her head in my chest. I pretended to be angry: "Why are you dressed like this? Isn't this
seducing people? You can't even do this at home! Don't forget, you're mine. Even my future father-in-law
can't see you dressed like this. Besides, what if we have guests?" Mengmeng laughed and said, "Hehe, honey, are you jealous?
When we first met, countless passersby peeked at us, and you didn't say you were angry. Now you're even
jealous of my dad?" Hearing this, I didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only say angrily, "That time was that time,
and now it's now. I said no... and that's final!" Mengmeng laughed at my expression: "Hehe, silly
husband, how can you be so silly? I only dressed like this because I answered your call~
How could I do this normally~ I was just saying things to annoy you~ Hehe!"
Hearing this, I pushed her onto the bed, tickling her while kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples
: "Alright! You little slut, you're playing me for a fool. Let's see how I deal with you!" Mengmeng was itchy and numb, so she
had to beg for mercy: "Husband... ah... hee hee... ah... husband... please forgive me... haha... hee
hee... I'll never dare to make you angry again, please... please, ha... ha... don't do this, it hurts so much
... you can punish me however you want... anything... haha hee hee... just, just don't tickle me anymore...
I won't do it again...!"
Seeing that she had really been tormented enough, I stopped, and Mengmeng lay on the bed, panting heavily to calm down.
Half of her thigh and pink lace panties were exposed, and one pink foot stretched down to my crotch, rubbing back and forth,
looking at me with a grin. I was already losing control, and with her teasing me, how could I resist? I grabbed one of her little feet, spread
her thighs, and tried to pull down her panties. Mengmeng suddenly sat up, gently kissed my cheek, and
said, "Honey, wait, don't rush into it. Let this little slut serve you well today, okay?"
She then got up and locked the bedroom door from the inside. I feigned surprise and said, "What are you doing? You're not trying to murder
your husband, are you?!" Mengmeng said, "Don't move, my good husband, let Mengmeng serve you well." She then took off my
shirt, pants, underwear, shoes, and socks. I teased, "Hey, that's not fair! I'm all naked, and
you're still wearing that!" Mengmeng put her finger to her lips and shushed me, then kissed my lips.
I passively enjoyed it all. As she kissed me, Mengmeng's tongue slid down to my ear, licking my
earlobe. Feeling the wetness of her little tongue and her warm breath, half my body went numb with pleasure. Before I could
finish enjoying it, her little tongue slid down my neck, licking my chest and nipples. This sensation made me involuntarily
let out a soft "Ah!" Her tongue moved across my abdomen, circling my navel, while a small hand
gently stroked my penis. Then her little mouth kissed my thigh, kissing down my leg to my toes, her little tongue occasionally
darting out to lick them. I felt so good I was going crazy. Mengmeng wasn't finished yet. She kissed from my toes up
to the inside of my thigh. I had a premonition of what she was going to do, and sure enough, she slowly took my penis into her mouth.
To be honest, for the past three years, it wasn't that I didn't want her to give me oral sex, but when I thought of that scene from middle school...
Mengmeng had Yang Shuai's penis in her mouth, and in the end, her face, hair, and mouth were covered in his semen. Then, Mengmeng
was abandoned in the classroom like a toy, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart. That's why I never ask her
to give me oral sex, afraid that mentioning it would trigger her painful memories. Unexpectedly, today Mengmeng took the initiative to lick
my entire body and gave me a serious oral sex performance.
Carefully feeling my penis enveloped by Mengmeng's warm little mouth, I thought, "Yang Shuai's penis must have felt this kind of pleasure back then
, right?" And back then, I didn't even dare to get too close to my goddess, Mengmeng. Now, I could enjoy Mengmeng
's oral sex service. For some reason, the more the images from back then flashed through my mind, the harder my penis became,
like a piece of wood. I remained motionless, while Mengmeng forcefully took my penis to the deepest point, and I let out a soft groan of pleasure
.
Just then, the front door slammed open, footsteps sounded, followed by Mengmeng's father's voice:
"My darling daughter, are you in the house?" We were both startled and froze, but my penis remained as hard as an iron rod. Suddenly,
for some reason, I thrust my hips forward, my penis pressing against Mengmeng's little mouth. Mengmeng couldn't help but let
out a soft "uh" and cough. Now she couldn't hide it anymore. Her father asked again, "Meng? Are you in there?"
Mengmeng angrily spat out my penis, pinched my tender thigh, and shouted towards the bedroom door, "Daddy
, I'm studying! You can do your thing, don't bother me!" Her father replied, "Don't overwork yourself, get some rest.
I'll cook for you, come out for dinner later!"
I covered my mouth to stifle the pain, thinking to myself, "Dinner? Eat my penis! You have no idea your precious daughter
is kneeling in front of the bed licking my cock right now!"
Mengmeng let go of my hand and whispered, "Bad husband, it's all your fault, what should I do?"
I said, "What can I do now that I'm like this? Aren't you studying? Go and lie down on the table!"
Without waiting for a reply, I pushed Mengmeng onto her desk and quickly pulled down her panties, thrusting them into
her vagina. Mengmeng cried out "Ah!" from the sudden penetration. Her father, hearing this from outside, knocked and
asked, "What's wrong? Are you alright, daughter?" Before Mengmeng could answer, I started thrusting. Mengmeng could only
reply intermittently, "No... nothing."
There was silence outside, and I became even more unrestrained, pounding into Mengmeng's vagina hard.
Mengmeng covered her mouth tightly with both hands, her face turning red. She still managed to make "Mmm... Mmm" sounds.
I pulled out one hand and tightly grasped one of her breasts, kneading it wantonly.
As I slowed down, Mengmeng turned around with a moan and said, "Husband, dear husband...slow down
...slow down...please...slow down, you're so...so strong today, my little pussy...it's almost
broken by you...ah, ah, husband, I love you...ah." I whispered back, "You little slut,
who told you to lick me so well, so hard, blame yourself. No one else is allowed here today, I...I have to fuck you to my heart's content... " 　　Mengmeng moaned, "Good husband, dear husband, Mengmeng was wrong...Mengmeng begs... please don't do this...Mengmeng
, okay... 　　from now on...if my husband likes it, I'll serve him every time...serve him until my husband is satisfied... 　　Today Daddy is outside, can you play with me gently? Daddy will feel bad if he hears." At this moment, I was already driven by animalistic desires and 　　said, "I want him to hear what it feels like to be fucked by his own daughter. Today I'm going to fuck you until you call me 'dear daddy' 　　..." …Hehe…” 　　Saying this, ignoring Mengmeng's pleas for mercy, he thrust even harder into her vagina. Finally, Mengmeng couldn't take it anymore, 　　experiencing wave after wave of orgasms, and cried out: Ah…ah, Fang Sheng…my good husband, dear husband 　　…dear father, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it…ah…ah…shoot inside me…ah…shoot 　　inside me…ah…ah…ah…At this moment, I was also at my limit, it was too stimulating, 　　my whole body shuddered and went numb, and my semen gushed out, shooting into Mengmeng's vagina. Mengmeng was practically sprawled on the table 　　, unable to move. Her vagina was slightly swollen from my penetration, and a mixture of her juices and semen streamed down her thighs. I 　　plopped down on the bed, panting heavily… I walked over to Mengmeng, patted her bottom, and asked, “ 　　Is there any toilet paper in the room? To wipe myself.” Mengmeng got up from the table, turned around, and without a word, knelt before me 　　, meticulously licking my now limp penis, even cleaning the testicles and the inside of the foreskin. She 　　told me, “From now on, your husband will enjoy…” Oh no, Mengmeng! Her husband licked her clean! 　　I was so touched. Even after all that teasing today, she wasn't angry at all, she even… I helped her 　　up, dressed her, and Mengmeng put on her pajamas too, slipping my semen onto her panties. I listened to the door 　　for a while, but there was no sound. I opened the door, intending to slip away, when I saw Mengmeng's father sitting on the sofa, his face as black as charcoal 　　, staring right at me. That traitor Mengmeng shrank back in fright and slammed the door shut with a "click"… 　　I stood awkwardly in the doorway. She stammered, "Ah... um... Uncle... I... I'll 　　go first!" 　　She rushed to the door, opened it, and ran out, praying as she went downstairs, "Please, please don't chase after me 　　... Amitabha, God protect me, Amen, Amen..." 　　Just as I thought, "What I didn't want to happen will happen..." Then I heard her father's voice behind me: "Hey! You there, stop 　　! Don't go yet!" 　　I thought, "I'm doomed. What if he hits me for bullying his daughter like this? 　　I can't offend my future father-in-law! At worst... at worst, if he really hits me, I'll kneel down before him..." Then I heard her father 　　sigh and call out, "Otherwise... otherwise... otherwise, have some food before you go..." 　　End of Chapter 2 of "Floating Life Like a Dream." The next chapter begins to tell how the male and female protagonists end up in a threesome, group 　　sex, and finally get married. Because I personally don't like unfounded lewdness, I wrote a lot about the psychological 　　changes. Please don't be offended if you don't like it! 　　[To be continued]

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