【My Thirty Years】(04) Author: strongv

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从欣姐家跑出来以后的很久，我都躲着欣姐，主要是怕她揍我。不过因为住
在同一栋楼里，总归会遇到她。不过还好，她似乎没怎么记恨我，看到我了也没
找我麻烦。

虽然事情过去了，当时，那天发生的事情对我来说的冲击是非常巨大的。那
是我人生中第一次看到了女性的生殖器，而且那么清晰，我甚至还用手指摸了一
下。无数个夜晚我蹭床板的时候，脑海中都是欣姐当时的形象。后来摸过丽的大
腿以后，她们俩的形象经常在我脑中重合到一起。让我无比兴奋。小学五年级开
始，我蹭床板就会射精了，第一次让我很惊恐，以为自己蹭狠了，把ｊｊ蹭破了，
里面的「水」流出来了。后来自己查了《家庭医生》这本书，才知道这是射精，
于是就不怕了。 Of course, once I could ejaculate, it became harder to keep it hidden. Sometimes I'd ejaculate in my pants,
and my parents would find it when they did the laundry. But they never scolded me; they probably thought it was just natural nocturnal emission.
Of course , I was careful; I'd secretly put toilet paper underneath me and ejaculate inside it. Then I'd
pretend to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and flush it down the toilet. Pretty clever, right? Anyway

, back to Xin-jie. As mentioned before, her grades in junior high were terrible, as we all know.
Her mother would occasionally hit her because she failed her exams. But by the time she was in her final year of junior high, she seemed less rebellious.
From my parents' gossip at dinner, she seemed to have started to "study hard." In the old compound,
everyone knew about this, and it seemed Xin-jie's parents were quite excited about it.
After graduating , Xin-jie actually got into the city's top nursing school to become a nurse. Getting into a nursing school back then was no
easy feat, especially for someone with her background. After getting in, she still
commuted . After I started junior high, my parents bought me a bicycle. We rode the same route to middle school and to nursing school for a while,
a journey of less than 10 minutes. Sometimes we'd ride together for a bit. She seemed much more normal
then , though still a bit cool. If we were going the same way, we'd ride side-by-side and chat for a bit.
Our relationship had improved considerably. In fact, among the younger generation, she and I were
relatively close because we lived in the same building, and our dads worked in the same government agency. She
would sometimes praise my grades, saying things like she wished she had studied harder, which I usually accepted without question
(would I lie and say I was always in the top three of my grade in junior and senior high? Hehe~). Of course, she
never brought up that incident again; I guess she was embarrassed. After all, we were all young then, and she was only a
first-year junior high girl. Although I still fantasized about her when I was dating, I never dared to have any romantic feelings for her in reality
. After all, her influence was still there, and I was a good student; I didn't have the guts to do that.

When I was in my first year of high school, Xin had already graduated from nursing school for over a year. Her family pulled a lot of strings, including my
dad's connections, and got her a job at a decent
hospital through a classmate of his who was now a hospital director. They probably even gave her money (that's my guess; that's probably how it was back then). Even better, the hospital wasn't far,
less than a 20-minute bike ride. Her family was overjoyed. After all, the "female troublemaker" they'd always worried about
was finally a nurse with a respectable job. Everyone was happy for her.

One day during summer vacation after my first year of high school, my parents came home excitedly and told me that their workplace had arranged a
group trip to Jiangsu and Zhejiang for over a week. Then, my mom actually gloated, saying, "Your
school has summer classes, so your dad and I have decided you won't be coming with us. We're only going for 8-9 days anyway,
not much." Seriously? Are these really my parents? I felt incredibly frustrated. Then I realized a crucial
point, so I said, "But how am I going to eat?" My intention was to remind them that they should take me,
otherwise I might starve, and they should ask the teacher for leave for me. My dad said, "We've thought it through.
You're a grown woman; living alone isn't a problem. As for meals, we ran into Old X (Xin's dad) this afternoon. He
said his wife is busy with work and has been working overtime a lot lately, so he can't go. He'll go alone, and you'll
eat ." (Xin's father and my dad work in the same government agency. My dad isn't a high-ranking official, but he's a section chief,
much more powerful than Xin's dad, who's just an
electrician . Besides, my dad helped Xin find a job, so they were very happy to entrust me to them. And it's just for a few days of meals.) It turns out they
had planned this all along! I was furious and frustrated. But my parents had already reached a consensus, and I couldn't change their minds.
Besides, asking for leave for tutoring wasn't realistic; as a good student, I didn't dare to ask for leave. Okay,
that's it.

Two weeks later, my parents and their colleagues left, leaving me feeling unhappy at home. During the day,
I to school for tutoring, and for lunch and dinner, I went to Xin's house. Xin was quite busy with work, so I didn't see
her at lunchtime, but she was there for dinner. Since she was working, she seemed more reserved, even
a bit quiet (of course, this was just an illusion). Xin's mother was a chatterbox, constantly asking me all sorts of
questions, which I could only answer perfunctorily.

On the fourth day of eating at her house, I arrived at Xin's house promptly at 7 pm. I knocked, and Xin opened the door.
After she let me in, I found that Xin's mother wasn't home. Xin said, "My mom has to work overtime tonight.
They a lot of foreign trade orders lately, so they scheduled her for the night shift." Luckily, Xin's mother had prepared dinner before leaving,
so the two of us sat at the table, eating and watching TV (at 7 pm, we could only watch the news, how boring).
That day, Xin Jie wore a rather short skirt, at least ten centimeters above her knees. Her skin was a very
healthy light tan, and her legs were particularly beautiful and healthy. I even felt a bit aroused. I felt the atmosphere
was slightly awkward (because we don't usually talk much, given the five-year age gap), and I was also a little aroused by her
legs and chest. Since no one was home, I thought I could go back and "take advantage" of her, so I said goodbye after dinner
. Back home, thinking about Xin Jie's appearance, and her calves and thighs, I took advantage of her, and it felt good.
That's a lot. I took a shower, turned on the fan, and started doing my homework. (Just to brag a little, I have pretty good study habits and
am quite self-disciplined.)

Around 9 PM, it was completely dark. The phone rang (we got a phone when I was in junior high).
I answered; it was my parents calling from out of town using a public phone. They asked about my situation, talked for 55 seconds, and then hung up.
A few minutes later, the phone rang again. I thought, "Didn't my parents just call? Why are they calling again?" Full of questions
, I answered, ready to impatiently ask them what was wrong, when a young woman's
voice . I didn't react for a moment. The girl on the phone said "Hello" twice and said, "This is Sister Xin." Oh, it's
Sister Xin calling. "Sister Xin, what's up?" I asked. "I found half a watermelon that my mom left in the fridge,
along with a note saying we should eat it. I didn't notice it before. There's so much; I can't finish it all by myself. Why don't you come over and
eat it with us?" Sister Xin said. "You can eat this yourself. If you can't finish it, you can freeze it," I declined (I
guess I must have been out of my mind to refuse, haha). "No way, my mom
will know I didn't give you any if she finds out you didn't finish it. She'll yell at me to death. You don't know how much she fawns over your family," Sister Xin said
bluntly . Okay, I had no choice but to go. "Wait a minute, I'll be right there," I said.

After getting dressed, I grabbed my keys and went downstairs to her house. For some reason, I was particularly worried about
being seen on the way. It's just going to eat watermelon, what's there to be afraid of? Why act like a thief? Luckily, I didn't run into any neighbors.
When I got to her house, I knocked and went in.

My eyes lit up when I entered. Sister Xin had just finished showering and changed into some casual clothes. She was wearing shorts, and
her two light wheat-colored, shapely legs were brazenly exposed. She was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt, and
her breasts were ample beneath it. I unconsciously swallowed. I should mention that Xin was probably around 20
years old at the time, and about 168 cm tall (she told me this later). She had a fantastic figure. Her face
wasn't particularly beautiful; if her figure was a 90, her face would probably be a 75. But it was
very well-proportioned and pleasing to the eye. A boring romantic drama was playing on TV. Xin had laid out a straw mat on the floor, and we
sat on it, eating watermelon and watching TV. When we finished the watermelon, I had to go home, but I was a little
reluctant to leave.

Xin quickly cleaned up the watermelon and asked me, "Want some beer?" I hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes."
She laughed and said, "You good students drink beer too?" "What? Of course we do!
When , I drank five bottles by myself!" (Actually, it was only two; I was bragging to the girls). "Okay,
let's have some." She then took a large bottle of beer from the refrigerator (beer bottles used to be quite big, you
should remember), pried it open, and took two glasses, one for each of us. Here, I want to describe
the layout of her house. Her house was smaller than mine, a one-bedroom apartment. Xin's parents slept in the bedroom, while Xin slept in a small bed
placed in the living room, surrounded by curtains, somewhat like a university dormitory. We poured beer, sat on
the straw mats, leaning against the sofa in their living room, watching TV.

Sitting side-by-side, I felt closer to Xin, both physically and emotionally.
I could smell the fresh scent of shampoo mixed with her natural body fragrance, intoxicatingly sweet, from her recent shower. Xin
asked me about school and told me about her work at the hospital. She said being a nurse was tough; as
a new nurse, she had to do the dirtiest and most tiring work herself. Indeed, Xin looked
much more haggard than before after starting work, which was heartbreaking.

"You know what? Actually, the most frustrating thing isn't the hard work. The most frustrating thing is changing some patients' dressings.
Sometimes it's really disgusting," Xin said.

"How disgusting?" I asked curiously, with a touch of mischievousness.

"For example, some patients can't urinate and need a catheter. You have to hold their penis and
insert it. It's disgusting."

I heard those patients actually wanting Sister Xin's slender hands to hold their penises, and my own penis, which had just been released,
became erect. I quickly squeezed my legs together to avoid embarrassment.

Maybe we had drunk a bit too much; we had already drunk three bottles of beer, and the deepening darkness
seemed to have draped us in a protective layer. In this atmosphere, I became bolder.

I asked, "Sister Xin, you're so pretty, do you have a boyfriend?"

Sister Xin paused for a moment, then said softly, "I had one when I was in nursing school. He wasn't in nursing school; he was a medical
student."

"And then?" "After he graduated, he became a doctor. How could he be interested in me? He
went to another city after graduation, and we lost contact." Then she went on and on about her relationship with Ex
. While she was talking, she drank several more beers.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xin, I didn't mean to." "It's okay, I'm fine now."

"What about you? You're a good student, but you're actually quite mischievous. Have you been in a relationship?" Sister Xin asked.

I was going to deny it outright, because I hadn't. But after hearing Sister Xin talk
about her ex-boyfriend, I felt a pang of jealousy, and I didn't want to appear like
a newbie and be looked down upon by Sister Xin. So I embellished the story about Li,
making up a lot of the dramatic love stories. Of course, I also foolishly told
Sister .

As I spoke, Sister Xin smiled and squinted at me, making me a little uneasy. Sister Xin said, "Hehe~ I knew
you were a rascal. You were a little hooligan in elementary school, and you even peeked at me."

Damn, she still remembers! (How could she not remember, hehe~) I quickly explained, "That time...
that time wasn't me...actually..."

She burst out laughing. She said, "You ran away so fast back then, I couldn't even call you back. Do you regret it?"

What did Sister Xin mean? What did "Do you regret it?" mean? I was a little dizzy, feeling like I couldn't completely
control myself anymore. I mechanically nodded and said, "Yeah, I regret it."

At this moment, Sister Xin was no longer the gentle and virtuous nurse. Her past audacious and
shrewishness, perhaps fueled by alcohol or the darkness, had resurfaced. Sister Xin stretched her foot out in front of me and said,
"Give me a good foot massage, and I'll let you go."

Honestly, I couldn't be happier. I held Sister Xin's foot in my hands. Her feet were white and very beautiful, and...
What does it taste like? Most importantly, her toes are all round, like pearls. I picked up her feet and
gently kneaded them. "Use a little more force, yes, like that," Sister Xin instructed me, closing her eyes and leaning against the sofa.

Watching her with her eyes closed, after kneading her two jade-like feet, I massaged her calves. By this time, my
penis was rock hard. Fueled by the alcohol, I made a bold move. I placed her calves
on my already iron-hard penis. She visibly trembled, but didn't react much. I continued kneading her calves,
then her thighs. She moaned softly in pleasure. Suddenly, her other leg bent, and then
her foot reached down, pressing against my erection, gently rubbing it with her little foot. I felt the blood rush
to my head, and I lifted the leg I was massaging and kissed her little foot. (By this time, I had already
watched a few Japanese adult films at a classmate's house and received some basic "education.") I
sucked on her pearly fingers, and she squirmed excitedly. I then kissed her calves. Suddenly, Xin-jie
sat up and grabbed me. I had actually developed quite quickly; by my third year of junior high, I was already
over 165cm, and by my first year of senior high, I was 170cm, slightly taller than Xin-jie. Xin-jie hugged me tightly, and seeing
her somewhat infatuated expression, I decided to go for it. Wasn't this the scenario I had dreamed of countless nights?
I kissed her immediately, my lips meeting Xin-jie's. Xin-jie's tongue actually slipped inside, which made me feel
a little nauseous, but I quickly got used to it and we kissed passionately.

"You little rascal, are you going to run away or not?" Xin-jie asked, biting my ear.

"I'd rather die than run away."

"Do you regret it?"

"Yeah, I regret it. I should have done it this way back then."

"Haha, back then, your penis was only the size of a peanut, what could you do?"

"How could I?"

"Let the nurse examine you now..."

Saying that, she ripped off my shorts.

"Your mom really isn't coming back tonight?" I still had a shred of reason left.

"No, she doesn't get off work until 8 a.m."

As I said this, my penis was already grabbed by Sister Xin. Her hand was so hot, I felt like
I was ascending to heaven. Sister Xin made me lie down, and she began to examine my penis with great interest.
At that time, my penis was already fully developed, thick and big, but still white and clean. And I had just taken a shower,
so it shouldn't have any smell. After Sister Xin examined and played with it for a while, she suddenly kissed my glans. I felt
like I had been electrocuted. I said, "Sister Xin, give me a suck." (I'd seen this in a pornographic film before.)
"Dream on," Sister Xin said. Her hair brushed against my penis, it was strangely itchy.

Then Sister Xin kissed me again, I grabbed her, rolled over and pinned her down, lifted her clothes
, she wasn't wearing a bra, and her two little white rabbits popped out. I sucked on one breast with one hand,
while kneading the other with the other. Sister Xin's breasts weren't particularly large, probably between a B and a C, but
they were firm healthy, and elastic, and felt especially good. By this time, Sister Xin had already kicked off her shorts in annoyance.
Underneath was a light yellow pair of panties, with obvious wetness on the bottom. I reached into her panties and
touched her vulva, feeling that she was completely wet down there. After 7 years, I finally touched this place again,
the place that had haunted my dreams for countless nights. Sister Xin took off her panties, and I used my penis to thrust wildly
into , but I couldn't get in at all. Sister Xin chuckled, grasped the iron rod, and gently guided me inside.
Once inside, I felt my penis enveloped in an incredibly gentle and warm place, as if
it no longer belonged to me. Imitating scenes from adult films, I began to move. Sister Xin's
long legs gripped my waist tightly; she was quite strong, her grip even causing a slight pain, which only excited me more!

Perhaps because I had just had sex at home, my first time lasted a long time,
about ten minutes before I felt the urge to ejaculate. I moved on top of her, kissing her lips,
or admiring her flushed face, her teeth clenched, her mouth shut, moaning softly. Both physically
and psychologically, I felt immense satisfaction. Thinking about it, this older sister beneath me was my
childhood idol and goddess, once a fearsome and powerful female "bully," now a gentle and lovely
nurse. I felt like I was flying. Sensing my trembling and the urge to cum,
Sister Xin said, "Come out, I'll help you." Reluctantly, I pulled away. She
quickly masturbated me a few times, and I ejaculated, getting semen all over her. She wiped herself with tissues
and ran into the bathroom. A while later, I heard running water; she'd gone to shower. Excitedly
, I went over, ready for a "couple's bath" like in those adult films, but the door was locked. I knocked and
said, "Sister Xin, let me in and shower with you." Her cheerful voice came from inside, "Dream on, wait until I'm done
." Well, she's still the boss.

That night, I slept at Sister Xin's house. Holding her, I suddenly felt a deep tenderness, even a sudden urge to marry her
. I said, "Sister Xin, can I marry you?" She laughed and said, "You're overthinking it. I
don't like marrying younger men." Seeing my dejected expression, she kissed me and said, "Sister Xin
is with ? Don't think so much." Then she changed to a cool tone and said, "Hehe, I told you not to run away, but now
you're obediently being caught and spanked by me." Seeing her so carefree, I felt better
.

I woke up in the middle of the night and started touching her from behind again, and we did it again. Sister Xin actually set an alarm clock.
When it went off at 6 a.m., she woke me up and told me to get ready and go home, so I was
sent .

In the following days, her mother didn't have her night shift, and I really wanted to, but I couldn't find an opportunity. I
tried to hint at it with my eyes several times, but Sister Xin acted like she didn't see it. Sigh~ But thankfully, two days before my parents returned from their trip,
Sister Xin lied and said she had to work overtime at the hospital and came to my house. This time we tried even more methods, and
the "knowledge" I learned from the short films finally came in handy. However, it was obvious she was still much more experienced than me,
and thinking about this made me feel a little sour and jealous. But I didn't dare ask too much… She also didn't dare
stay at my house, and went home around 10 PM.

Because I was a middle school student, my parents only had the chance to go out together like this once every few years, and after that, I almost never had the opportunity to have close contact with Sister Xin
again . Later, Sister Xin got a boyfriend and got married a few years later.
Also, when I was in my senior year of high school, our compound was demolished, and my family built a house in the city, while her family chose
a neighborhood (their house was small, and if they didn't build in a more remote area, the house would be even smaller), so it became very difficult
to have a chance to meet. Although so many years have passed, there have been a very limited number of times since then (I might
write , I haven't decided yet), but overall, the opportunities are very few. However, every time I meet Sister Xin,
we always have an unspoken understanding, and a bond similar to kinship. Thank you, Sister Xin.

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