New wife Qianru

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The morning sunlight streamed onto the soft bed; it was time to get up. I stretched and turned to look at my wife, Qianru, beside me. Her long hair was spread across the pillow, and the curves beneath the covers made me want to hug her. Qianru and I were newly married. I worked at a trading company, while Qianru volunteered at the social services department. Although our income wasn't much, we managed to get by. In our rented apartment in Neihu, we were determined to work hard and strive for a "home." Let me describe my wife, Qianru. She's 25 years old, with fair skin, 165cm tall, and measurements of 34C-23-37. She has big, bright eyes, long, wavy hair that reaches her waist, and while her hips are slightly large, her waist is very slim. Having grown up in the countryside of Taitung, she's incredibly kind and innocent, almost ethereal. I remember when we first got married, she didn't even know what sex was. I had to rent her an adult film to understand: "Oh!" So that's how it is. Since Qianru is a volunteer, she spends most of her time at home, only going to orphanages or similar places two days a week. So, she usually stays home watching TV and cleaning. Today, she went on a business trip to Kaohsiung, but since she had nothing to do, she came home early. Thinking of my gentle and pure wife, my heart was filled with love, so on my way home, I stopped by to buy her favorite egg tarts, wanting to surprise her. When I got home, I rang the doorbell, but Qianru didn't answer. I started to worry, took out my key, and opened the door. The house was empty, which puzzled me. I went to our master bedroom, and there was no one there either. There was a book and pen on the desk. Curious, I took a look and saw it was Qianru's diary. Driven by curiosity, I secretly flipped through it… Oh my god! I couldn't believe what I saw… this… this… I must be dreaming! But the facts are undeniable, and I can't help but believe them… (For ease of narration, the following will be written in the third person.) —————————————————————————— Wednesday morning, August 12, 1998. Qimin rushed out the door, saying he had a very important meeting. Qianru, exhausted from her "intimate moments" with Qimin the night before, decided to stay up late, mumbled a reply, and turned to sleep again. Waking up around 10:00 AM, still a little sleepy, Qianru, wearing a plain white nightgown, went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Because the kitchen door was close to the main entrance, she suddenly heard some strange noises as she approached… "Hmm… Huff… Hmm…" "Still no good! Waaah~~~~~~" It was an old man crying. Qianru thought, "Strange! Who could it be?" So she went to the security hole in the main entrance and peered through it. "Hey! Isn't that Uncle Xu, the building manager? What's he doing here all alone?" Uncle Xu stood with his back to the door, one hand on the wall, shaking his head and sighing. "Strange! Uncle Xu is going back to the mainland to get married soon, he should be happy, why does he suddenly look so dejected? Is he having some trouble? I wonder if there's anything I can do to help him?" Qianru opened the door, and Uncle Xu suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Who is it?" "It's me! Uncle Xu! What are you doing here all alone so early in the morning? Why are you crying?" Qianru asked with concern. "Oh! It's you! No...it's nothing! I'll go downstairs now." Uncle Xu replied. "Uncle Xu, don't be like that! If you have any difficulties, you can tell me! Maybe I can help!" "Sigh! Don't mention it! You young girls wouldn't understand these things!" "Uncle Xu! We're good neighbors! You've always taken such good care of us, so we should help you when you're in trouble. It would be too much of a formality for you to refuse!" "This... I really can't say it!" Uncle Xu replied. "Him? He's troubled by getting married!" A voice suddenly came from the side. Qianru was startled and looked towards the source of the voice. It turned out to be Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhao, who lived downstairs. "Getting married should be a happy occasion! Why would he be sad?" Qianru asked, full of suspicion. Uncle Zhao replied, "Young lady, you don't understand! Old men like us aren't as strong as we used to be, and we have no offspring. We want to have a child, but we're simply too weak!" "That's right! Since coming to Taiwan, we haven't been with any women. Maybe we're already impotent," Uncle Chen chimed in. Uncle Xu then said, "Alright! Since they've both said so, I'll be honest too! I want to marry a young wife when I go back, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get it. Because you're a famous beauty in this building, I came to your door to fantasize about your body and see if I could get a reaction, but I still couldn't. Sigh..." Qianru suddenly understood, "Oh, I see! How can I help?" Qianru asked, her bright eyes sparkling. At this moment, Uncle Zhao said, "What help can a little girl like you be?" Uncle Chen replied, "Didn't Old Xu say he fantasized about your body? Why don't you just let her see it? It'll be a favor. Anyway, we old men won't pose any danger to you." Uncle Xu said, "This...this isn't very good! She has a husband." Uncle Chen said again, "So what? It's just helping an old man fulfill his wish." Qianru replied with a face as red as an apple, "This...isn't there any other way?" Uncle Chen replied, "The so-called mental illness needs a mental cure. Old Xu hasn't seen a woman in so long, so of course we need to start with women!" Uncle Xu then responded, "Old Chen, stop talking! Qianru is newly married and so beautiful. Let's not be like toads trying to eat swan meat. Alas! Perhaps it's destined that our Xu family will be childless." At this moment, Qianru, her eyes red and head bowed, thought for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Uncle Xu, please don't say that! I promise." Uncle Xu, tears streaming down his face, said gratefully, "Thank you so much for your kindness! I really don't know what to say..." Qianru gave him a captivating smile and softly said, "Helping others is the source of happiness!" She then gently stood up. Uncle Xu, Uncle Chen, and Uncle Zhao breathed a sigh of relief! Their hearts had been pounding with tension and mixed emotions. Only then did they realize that Qianru was wearing pajamas. Qianru slowly untied the belt of her pajamas, revealing her flawless white body. She was wearing light pink underwear, which was somewhat transparent. Then, Qianru loosened the clasp at her chest, and two round breasts sprang out, each with a small pink nipple.Shyly, she held her bra and gently moved her hands down, hooking them onto her panties. "I'm taking them off!" Qianru said in a voice barely audible. At that moment, Uncle Xu, Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Chen's eyes widened as they saw Qianru's flawless white body, a surge of excitement coursing through them. Qianru finally pulled down her pink panties, lifting her left leg, then her right, and slipped them off. She stood gracefully before Uncle Xu and the others. Uncle Chen couldn't help but swallow hard, saying, "What a beautiful body!" Qianru's face broke into a smile that was both proud and shy: "Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Chen! Uncle Xu, is this alright?" Uncle Xu snapped out of his daze: "Oh! It seems... it doesn't seem quite right!" At this moment, Uncle Chen said, "Qianru! Can we do something a little more exciting? Maybe we old men haven't seen a woman in too long, this just doesn't seem enough!" Qianru's face flushed even more: "Then, shall we go inside my house? I feel a little cold." Qianru couldn't really think of anything to say, so she just made up an excuse. Uncle Zhao said, "Alright! We'll go inside and sit for a bit." The four of them walked into Qianru's living room and sat on the sofa. Because everyone was a little embarrassed, they all fell silent for a moment. At this moment, Uncle Chen spoke up: "Qianru! You're newly married, your husband must pamper you a lot! How many times a week do you do it on average?" Qianru replied, "Every day!" Her cheeks flushed again. "Could you do something more alluring so we can regain our virility?" Uncle Zhao blurted out. Qianru couldn't help but feel nervous. It was the first time she had been naked in front of anyone other than her husband, yet she felt a guilty pleasure. She knew she was already wet, but she hesitated, "What kind of alluring position?" Uncle Chen said, "For example, spread your legs a little wider..." Qianru unconsciously did as Uncle Chen suggested, spreading her legs. She was already very wet, her clitoris slightly turned outwards, and her clitoral hood was prominent. She closed her eyes, savoring the tingling pleasure. At this moment, Uncle Xu and the other two leaned forward to look closely. Qianru could almost feel their breath, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, her juices flowing all over the sofa. "Is this okay?" Qianru asked softly. Uncle Xu looked down and said, "It's a bit hard, but it doesn't seem enough!" Qianru looked a little discouraged, her eyes welling up with tears, and said, "What should we do?" At this moment, Uncle Zhao said, "Qianru, I think you should go all the way and give us a handjob, okay?" Qianru asked in confusion, "What's a handjob?" Uncle Zhao replied, "It's... it's using your hands and mouth to stimulate us there!" Qianru suddenly understood, but she hesitated. At this moment, Uncle Chen said, "Can you bear to see Old Xu childless?" Uncle Xu said, "Qianru, can I touch you? Just for a moment." Qianru thought for a moment, and since she could help Uncle Xu, she figured it was okay. Actually, her body was already overflowing with desire, and without thinking too much, she said, "Uncles, please stop, I agree!" Qianru, having gone all out, became bolder, since it was a good deed after all! So she asked Uncle Xu to stand up and take off his pants, then began to suckle. Meanwhile, Zhao and Chen weren't idle either; they approached Qianru from either side and began to grope her. Uncle Xu asked Qianru to lie on the sofa and kept rubbing her clitoris with his hands. Zhao and Chen didn't let up either; soon, three hands were moving over Qianru's clitoris, labia, and vaginal opening. Waves of stimulation spread from her lower body; the stimulation was too much for the newlywed Qianru, and she couldn't help but moan, "Oh...ah...um...so good..." "Qianru! Who's touching your clitoris now?" Uncle Chen asked breathlessly. "It's...Uncle Chen's hand, ah! Right there, faster...faster...faster." "It's not Old Chen's hand! It's mine!" Uncle Zhao said, increasing his speed, rubbing Qianru's clitoris clockwise. "Oh...don't stop, anyone's hand is fine, hurry up and move me again...ah...ah...ah..." Qianru lay on the sofa, her legs spread wide, her hands holding her thighs, her slightly large buttocks twisting back and forth. "Ah! Anyone's hand is fine, hurry up and put it in, I...I'm so...itchy...so uncomfortable...hurry...faster." Qianru had never experienced such stimulation before. Every cell in her body felt like it was about to explode, yet it suddenly contracted. Between the contraction and expansion, she felt the throbbing in her body, while her heart was also filled with the warmth of being loved by her elders as a child and the impact of her most primal desires. Gradually, Qianru fell into an inescapable frenzy. "Come on! Xiaoqian, sit up." At this moment, Uncle Zhao lay down, and Qianru sat up, pointing her wet petals at Uncle Zhao's face. She grasped Uncle Chen's and Uncle Xu's penises with both hands, taking turns sucking on them. Uncle Chen's and Uncle Xu's penises were covered with Qianru's saliva, occasionally dripping onto her body. Qianru's long, loose hair danced in the sunlight, creating a captivating and alluring scene. "Uncle Xu...yours...it's gotten bigger..." Qianru mumbled indistinctly, her mouth full of Uncle Xu's penis, accompanied by a hint of triumphant joy. "Xiaoqian, you've...success!" Uncle Xu's face flushed red as he responded to Qianru, while simultaneously pressing her head down to make her take it in deeper. At this moment, Uncle Chen blurted out, "Xiaoqian! What's the difference between my...old...old man and Uncle Xu's?" Because Qianru's left hand was stroking Uncle Chen's penis, and Uncle Chen was also reaching the peak of lust. "Ah~~~~~~~!" Qianru cried out. "Uncle Zhao...Uncle, your hand...your hand..." It turned out that Uncle Zhao, who was below, was not to be outdone and inserted his right middle finger into Qianru's already wet vagina, licking her clitoris with his tongue. The slightly rough taste buds on his tongue and the thick stubble brought Qianru indescribable pleasure. "Xiaoqian, answer me quickly! What's the difference between my penis and Uncle Xu's?" Because Qianru was so stimulated, her left hand stopped stroking Uncle Chen's penis, so Uncle Chen spoke more smoothly. Qianru spat out Uncle Xu's penis, brushed her slightly messy hair with her left hand, and said breathlessly, "Uncle Xu's... penis is longer, but thinner; Uncle Chen's is shorter... but thicker." Qianru spoke softly with a seductive look. At this moment, Uncle Zhao said, "Old Chen! How about we switch positions?" Uncle Zhao got up, Uncle Chen lay down, and Qianru lay on top of Uncle Chen, constantly rubbing her genitals against Uncle Chen's penis. "Xiaoqian, can I kiss you?" Uncle Zhao asked after getting up, but before he could finish the word "maybe," he kissed Qianru's lips. At first, Qianru was a little hesitant, but gradually, without realizing it, her tongue was intertwined with Uncle Zhao's.At this moment, Uncle Chen, lying below, aimed his short but thick penis at Qianru's vulva. Because Qianru was already extremely wet, Uncle Chen easily inserted his penis. "Ah...oh...Uncle Chen...you're so good...I...it feels so good...you...go in a little more..." Because of kissing Uncle Zhao, Qianru's voice was also slurred. "Qianru, you...you...you truly are a bride...you're really tight...and warm..." Uncle Chen said almost hoarsely. Uncle Xu, who had been silent, suddenly walked behind Qianru, raised his slightly thin penis, and aimed it at Qianru's vulva: "Qianru, how about I go in with Old Chen too?" "You...you're so bad...no...don't...don't bully me..." At this moment, Uncle Chen's penis could no longer satisfy Qianru, but she couldn't say it out loud, so she could only say it like this. Uncle Xu slowly inserted his penis. Qianru felt a slight tearing pain. Fortunately, although Uncle Chen and Uncle Xu's penises entered at the same time, they weren't much larger than Qianru's husband, Qimin. Soon, Qianru got used to it, and instead felt the pleasure of the irregular, simple harmonic movements of the two penises inside her. "Qianru, are you comfortable like this?" Uncle Zhao asked from the side. "So...so comfortable...so good...I...I can't...can't take it anymore!" Qianru tried to make a soft sound. "Qianru, I...I didn't expect you...you're so...so lewd." Uncle Xu said from behind Qianru. Qianru's father was a scholar who studied natural ecology. She grew up in Taitung because of her father's work and had long been associated with children from the mountains. Traditional concepts of female chastity didn't have a deep influence on her. She only knew that this seemed wrong, but now, immersed in lust, she couldn't think about those things she didn't really understand. She just wanted to indulge her body and feel this fulfilling pleasure. "I...I just want...you to come in...hurry...hurry..." Unable to speak clearly, Qianru simply stopped, focusing instead on thrusting the two penises inside her, presenting herself completely and without reservation to the three uncles. At this moment, Uncle Chen exclaimed, "I can't take it anymore! Qianru, your hole is too tight...I'm about to...about to...cum!" Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Chen's hot semen shot into Qianru's elastic vagina. Qianru lowered her head, sticking out her tongue to kiss Uncle Chen deeply, then said, "Uncle Chen, I love you!" At this moment, Uncle Xu behind her also increased the speed of his thrusts, panting, "Qianru, I want to too...I...cum!" "Ah...cum...um...faster...cum inside...I want..." Qianru answered with her eyes half-closed. Uncle Xu and Uncle Chen finally ejaculated inside Qianru, but Uncle Zhao wouldn't let her rest. He went around to her from behind and said, "Old Xu, you've had your fun for so long, it's my turn now!" So Uncle Chen and Uncle Xu stepped aside, and Qianru lay on the ground like a female dog, saying, "Uncle Zhao, hurry up, I...I want more...hurry up." At this moment, Uncle Zhao inserted his penis and vigorously made piston-like movements, and Qianru's desire was rekindled. "Qianru, your ass is so big, your waist is so thin...so beautiful..." Uncle Zhao couldn't help but sincerely praise her. "Uncle...Uncle Zhao, you...you...ah...um...ah...you're bullying...oh...bullying me." Qianru couldn't help but almost reach orgasm, and only then did she realize that she was actually kissing Uncle Xu's penis. "Qianru, you...lick my penis cleaner." Uncle Chen said. Qianru diligently cleaned Uncle Chen's penis, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid, but Uncle Zhao continued to thrust into her tender vagina. Just as Uncle Zhao ejaculated, Qianru finally climaxed! At that moment, Qianru felt as if every cell in her body had condensed into a single point in her lower body; for about a second; it exploded violently. A numbing pleasure quickly spread throughout Qianru's body, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night; dawn and moonlight; joy and sorrow. Qianru felt as if she had completely evaporated, sublimated into the air. In that instant, there was no more pain, no more worries, no more sadness… only joy, pleasure, happiness, and love. This was a feeling Qianru had never experienced before. Even when making love with Qimin, she had never had such an orgasm. She felt the wonder of being a woman and was proud to be one. As the semen, from who-knows-whose semen, flowed from the opening, time ticked by. Qianru gradually calmed down. The three men beside her, now dressed, looked at Qianru's white body with pity and complicated emotions. "Qianru, thank goodness! You've finally woken up!" Uncle Xu said excitedly. "Yes! We were so worried!" Uncle Chen chimed in. Qianru said weakly, "I'm sorry! I made you all worry! I think I fainted...maybe...maybe...it was too...too comfortable." As she spoke, Qianru's voice grew softer and softer, and a few pubic hairs, whose origin was unknown, clung to the corner of her mouth. Uncle Zhao immediately followed up, "Xiaoqian, are you alright? Are you worried about getting pregnant?" Qianru flashed her captivatingly sweet smile, "This...this, uncles, don't worry. Qimin and I just got married, and we can't afford to raise a child, so I take birth control pills regularly." "But...but...but...I wonder if you uncles could do me a favor?" Qianru's expression became pitiful again. Uncle Xu said, "Xiaoqian, you've helped me so much; I'll do anything to repay your kindness." Uncle Zhao and Uncle Chen, who were staring at Qianru's body in disbelief, could only nod frantically. "I...I...could you keep this a secret for me?" Qianru said, her head bowed. Uncle Chen quickly replied, "We revolutionary soldiers value trust above all else. Don't worry! We will never tell anyone a single word." "Yes, yes, yes! And you helped us regain our confidence, we're so grateful! How could we possibly harm you!" Qianru smiled with relief: "Then, thank you all, uncles!" It was almost dusk. Qianru prepared dinner and sat on the sofa waiting for Qimin to return. After her afternoon nap and bath, she had recovered most of her strength, only a slight pain in her lower body lingered. The doorbell rang! "Wife! I'm home!" Qimin said as he took off his shoes. "Honey! You're finally home! I missed you so much!" Qianru rushed over and hugged Qimin. "What are you doing today? You're so happy, like a little kid." Qimin said a little impatiently. Qianru said with a bit of grievance and guilt: "I did something good today!" "What good thing?" "This...this...I won't tell you!" Qianru pretended to be playful to cover up her inner panic. "Fine! As long as you're doing good deeds and helping others, I won't bother with you!" Qimin said, then walked towards the bedroom. "Really? It's okay as long as it's helping people?" Qianru asked excitedly. Qimin said impatiently, "Yes! And you have to 'do one good deed a day'!" Qianru went over and gave Qimin a deep kiss: "Honey! I really love you so much!" —————————————————————————— Friday, August 21, 1998 The morning glory climbed the railing on the windowsill, sunlight filtering through the leaves. Summer mornings always come especially early; it was 6:30 in the morning. Qianru got up very early today because she was going to volunteer at the orphanage. After a quick breakfast, she and Qimin went out together, with Qimin driving her to the bus stop. They arrived at the orphanage around 8:00. She asked the administrators about today's work; it turned out that today's lesson was outdoor learning, taking the children to the Tamsui beach to collect rock specimens. "Xiaoqian! You might have a bit of a hard time today!" a staff member said. Qianru looked at the staff member with slight confusion: "What's going on? Isn't it just an outdoor teaching trip?" The staff member replied: "It is an outdoor teaching trip, that's right! But this time you'll be taking two new people with intellectual disabilities on the trip." "People with intellectual disabilities!" "They're people with lower IQs, though they're called 'children,' they're practically adults." the staff member explained. "Because you're the gentlest and most patient of all the volunteers, and you can drive, that's why we've assigned you." the staff member added. Qianru shrugged: "It's okay! Then...can I see their information?" The staff member found two documents and handed them to Qianru. Qianru looked at them. One of the people with intellectual disabilities was named Zhihong, 21 years old; the other was named Bairong, 19 years old. They were both orphans. "You can call them Ahong and Arong. Their IQs are only at the kindergarten level, so you'll have to be patient," the staff member added."Okay. I'll take them out then!" Qianru took the car keys from the table, walked into the classroom, and called out to the noisy classroom, "Which two are Ah Hong and Ah Rong? Please come out to the teacher." Because Qianru has a scholar father and her grandfather was educated in Japan, Qianru's English and Japanese are quite good. She usually teaches English to the children at the orphanage, and the children are used to calling her "Teacher Qian." Ah Hong and Ah Rong came out. Qianru looked at them. Ah Hong had a buzz cut, was short and chubby, with a big belly, wearing shorts and sneakers, and was holding some kind of snack. Ah Rong was taller and more robust, with messy hair, so he must be quite strong. "Okay, you two come with me." Qianru led them to the parking lot. Along the way, the two mentally challenged children were noisy and even a little mischievous, which even Qianru found a bit overwhelming. But with Qianru's patient guidance, by noon they had collected quite a few rock samples. "Alright! Ah-Hong and Ah-Rong, come back for lunch!" Qian-Ru called out from the beach. It was a beautiful beach, where the sea and sky met at the horizon, with sandy shore in front and some rocks to the right. Since it wasn't a holiday, the three of them were the only ones on the beach. Ah-Hong and Ah-Rong ran back. Ah-Hong asked, "Teacher, what's for lunch today?" "It's tuna sandwiches, they're delicious!" Qian-Ru flashed her sweet smile again. Ah-Hong and Ah-Rong happily ate their lunch, while Qian-Ru used the time to go to the restroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief. It was summer, and Qian-Ru was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt, layered under a short-sleeved silk shirt, and a light blue A-line skirt. Covered in sweat, Qian-Ru thought for a moment and decided to take off her shirt and bra. No one would see her here anyway; she could just put them back on when she got home. As Qianru walked back to the car, she pondered what to do with them that afternoon. Before she knew it, she was at the car. As soon as Arong saw Qianru, he exclaimed, "Teacher, I want to turn on the air conditioning and take a nap!" Qianru, feeling hot, replied, "Okay! Let's close the windows and take a nap!" When the engine started and the air conditioning was on, Qianru felt a refreshing coolness, and the annoying stickiness disappeared. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard Ahong say, "Teacher, I can't sleep!" Qianru, sitting in the driver's seat, turned to look at the two intellectually disabled children in the back seat and smiled wryly, "What's wrong now? Do you want Teacher to sing?" Ahong said, "No, I want Teacher to hug me while I sleep." Qianru blushed slightly, "No! Teacher is a girl, and you are boys. Boys and girls shouldn't touch each other!" Ahong almost cried, "I don't care! I just want Teacher to hug me while I sleep." Arong retorted, "Teacher, Teacher, me too! Me too!" Qianru couldn't persuade them otherwise. After thinking about it, she figured they were just kids anyway, so she agreed: "Okay! Teacher will come over and let you hug me while you sleep, but you have to sleep well!" Ah Hong and Ah Rong were overjoyed, their faces beaming with innocent smiles: "Yes! Thank you, Teacher!" Qianru opened the car door, asked Ah Rong to get out first and move to the back seat, sitting between the two "kids." Ah Hong immediately moved his chubby body to Qianru's right, and then Ah Rong also leaned against Qianru, hugging her tightly with both hands. The three of them squeezed into the back seat like that. At first, Qianru felt very uncomfortable, as if she was being crushed. But perhaps Ah Hong and Ah Rong were too tired from playing in the morning, and they fell asleep soon after. Qianru didn't want to disturb their sleep. On the other hand, the unique scent of mature men on them stirred something within her... Qianru was really tired, so she simply closed her eyes for a nap. Unconsciously, she dreamed of Qimin again—her beloved husband. In her dream, she and Qimin were embracing naked. Qimin was gently blowing on her ear—her most sensitive spot. Qianru felt herself getting a little wet. Her hand slowly moved towards Qimin's penis, wandering between his legs. She noticed the changes in Qimin's body and enjoyed the tingling sensation of his breath on her ear... "Ah... um..." Qianru unconsciously moaned softly. Qianru felt her whole body begin to heat up, and a certain sensation emanating from her lower body gradually spread throughout her entire body. Every nerve ending felt an indescribable tremor, like joy, like pleasure, like a midsummer breeze on her face, like the gentle sunshine of early winter. But, but it seemed like something was missing? What was missing? —An emptiness! Yes! The emptiness was like being under the scorching sun, only able to gaze at the sea from afar, unable to plunge into the sea to enjoy its refreshing coolness; unable to feel the rhythm of nature between the ebb and flow of the tide. She thought, she longed, longed to fill the growing emptiness and loneliness, longed for Qimin's gradually swollen penis to fill her. Unconsciously, she gently rubbed her clitoris with her slender fingers, while her other hand stroked Qimin's lustful penis… Suddenly, a sound came from afar. Qianru didn't want to pay attention to it; she only wanted to enjoy Qimin's tenderness, Qimin's love. But the sound grew louder and louder… louder and louder… "Teacher~~~~~~Teacher~~~ Teacher, what's wrong? Teacher!" It was Ah Hong and Ah Rong's voices. Qianru woke with a start, looking to her right at Ah Rong's innocent eyes, eyes filled with anxiety and helplessness, her eyes brimming with tears. "Teacher, what's wrong? Are you sick?" Ah Rong asked anxiously. Qianru realized she had made a blunder, but quickly straightened up and said, "It's alright, Teacher just had a nightmare." At this moment, Ahong interjected, "But...but, Teacher, I think I'm sick!" Qianru was startled and quickly asked, "Ahong, what's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" Ahong answered hesitantly, "No, it's just...it's...it's swollen here." Qianru followed Ahong's gaze and saw his already slightly flushed face turn even redder. It turned out that while having a wet dream, she had unconsciously touched Ahong's penis, so of course it was swollen. "It's alright, it'll go down in a bit." Qianru didn't know how to answer and could only stammer. Ah Hong looked aggrieved: "But...but it hurts so much, Teacher." At this moment, Ah Rong spoke up: "Teacher, I also have a big lump, even bigger than Ah Hong's. Will I die?" Ah Hong had already started crying: "Teacher, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" Startled by these two brats, Qianru was at a loss, so she put on a stern face: "Alright! Stop arguing! Didn't I say it would be fine in a moment?" Ah Hong cried even louder: "Ooh~~~~~~~~~! Teacher, I don't want to die~~~~~~~." "Teacher, can you take a look at me?" It was Ah Rong's voice. Qianru turned her head to the other side, and the scene before her startled her. Ah Rong had already taken off his pants, and his dark, thick penis stood erect. Qianru had never seen such a large penis before, and stared at it in a daze, her suppressed lust reigniting. At this moment, Ah Hong cried out, "Teacher, please take a look at mine too!" Qianru looked at Ah Hong's penis; although its size wasn't as alarming as Ah Rong's, it was only slightly smaller than Qimin's. Qianru stretched out her trembling left hand and slowly grasped Ah Rong's penis. She thought to herself: the fastest way to reduce the swelling of this "lump" is to make it "ejaculate" quickly. On the other hand, her vagina was also faintly sending an unsettling nerve signal to her brain's sensory center. "Okay, teacher will take a look and see if I can make it go down quickly, but you have to sit still and not move around!" Qianru replied gently, having come up with a solution, and felt a little proud of her "cleverness." So, Qianru grasped Ah Rong's penis with her left hand and Ah Hong's with her right, and began to vigorously move it up and down. Meanwhile, the tingling sensation in Qianru's vagina grew stronger and stronger, as if countless tiny insects were crawling inside. She squeezed her thighs together and rubbed them against each other in an attempt to reduce the tingling sensation, but unexpectedly, it only made her more and more aroused. She felt that the area under her seat was already wet, and the desire she had just experienced in her sleep was rekindled. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan: "Ah~~~ Hmm~~~.""Teacher, are you... feeling unwell again?" Arong said intermittently, still enjoying the handjob from Qianru. "No...no...no...Teacher...Teacher...it's just that my hand...is a little sore." Qianru was starting to lose control of herself. Ahong said, "Teacher...do you...do you want to rest for a bit?" Qianru thought: Rest! That would mean all my efforts were wasted, and I'd have to start all over again. Her hand was indeed sore. These two brats had quite the "stamina." Qianru racked her brains for a solution, while simultaneously battling the burning desire within her. The increasingly intense longing, the increasingly uncontrollable need, accompanied by these two mature men, made Qianru increasingly unable to extricate herself. She felt as if her whole body was on fire. A burning desire, a raging fire, enveloped her body and mind. She felt a slight tremor in her lower abdomen, and her vagina contracted and expanded, overflowing with lustful fluid. The sensation from the two thick penises she held in her hands grew increasingly intense. Unconsciously, Qianru gradually parted her tightly closed thighs slightly… At this moment, all she needed was a man—old, young, handsome, ugly, fat, thin—any man would enter her, enter her slightly tight yet moist little hole. Finally, Qianru surrendered! “Teacher…Teacher’s hands are tired, let me…help you…in another way!” Qianru said somewhat embarrassedly. Ah Hong looked innocent: “Thank you, Teacher! Are you tired, Teacher?” Qianru smiled sweetly: “Teacher isn’t tired, as long as you’re done quickly! Now, move aside a little.” Ah Rong and Ah Hong obediently moved away a bit. Qianru stood up, took off her light blue underwear, which was now completely soaked, and threw it onto the driver’s seat. Qianru revealed a charming look in her eyes and said softly to Arong, "Come on! Arong, sit down." Then, she grasped Arong's penis with one hand and parted her petals with the other, slowly inserting Arong's penis inside. "Ah!" Qianru finally got a man's penis and let out a joyful moan. "Ah! Teacher, it's so warm! So warm!" Arong instinctively said his feelings. Qianru said sweetly, "Arong, be good! Teacher will go first, and then you can move with Teacher, okay?" "Teacher, what about me?" Ahong asked nervously. "Ahong, be good! It'll be your turn soon." After saying that, Qianru began to twist up and down, her left hand holding Ahong's penis and moving it at the same time. "Ah... Arong! Your... yours is so big!" Qianru had never been penetrated by such a large penis before. Every twist felt like it was penetrating to the deepest part of her uterus. Wave after wave of pleasure made her scream ecstatically. "Good...good Rong, good Rong, you...you're making Teacher feel so...so good...you...faster...move faster!" Qianru shouted. "Teacher...Teacher...I...I feel...it's getting more and more swollen...bigger and bigger..." Rong obediently thrust in and out. Qianru was even happier: "It's...it's okay, this...this means...it means it's almost...almost done." Hearing this, Rong thrust in even harder, his hands holding Qianru's slender 23-inch waist: "Teacher...you...your butt is so...so big...so white...so beautiful." Increasingly excited, Qianru spat: "Bad Rong! No...you can't...you can't...talk to Teacher like that." Although Qianru was just being coquettish, she thought: What if this little devil...what if he thinks I'm scolding him? Sure enough, Ah Rong stopped: "Teacher, I'm sorry..." Before he could finish speaking, Qianru kissed him with her bright red lips and continued to move up and down on him. Qianru's nimble little tongue moved wildly in Ah Rong's mouth, their saliva mingling together. Ah Rong's stubble and the scent of a mature man made Qianru even more unrestrained. Qianru knew she was close to climax. Ah Hong, who was watching from the side, said somewhat unbalancedly: "Teacher, I want a kiss too!" Qianru, on the verge of climax, couldn't speak, so she moved her face towards Ah Hong and turned her body to the side: "Good...good Ah Hong, come...come...let...let teacher...let teacher kiss you." Thus, a scene of boundless spring unfolded in the not-so-large car. Qianru sat face to face with Ah Rong, her vagina tightly surrounding Ah Rong's penis, while she kissed Ah Hong passionately, her fragrant tongue skillfully moving in Ah Hong's somewhat stiff mouth. "Ah Rong, um...you...you...you're so amazing...old...oh...teacher, I'm...I can't take it anymore...harder..." At this moment, Qianru was like a female dog in heat, a female animal only wanting a man's penis. "Old...teacher...I really want...I want to 'ah ah ah'!" Ah Rong replied. "Ah~~~~~~!" Qianru climaxed! At this moment, Ah Rong also ejaculated his first time as a virgin into the deepest part of Qianru, his huge glans pressing against Qianru's cervix, feeling the contraction of Qianru's vagina during her orgasm, as if trying to "squeeze" out every drop of Ah Rong's semen. After a few minutes, Ah Hong kept urging, "Teacher, it's my turn! It's my turn!" Qianru, her legs weak, slowly stood up. Due to the cramped space inside the car, Qianru could only bend down and sit next to Ah Hong. "Ah Hong, be good! How about Teacher helps you in another way?" Ah Hong excitedly replied, "Okay! Okay! I don't want to end up like Ah Rong." So Qianru stroked Ah Hong's scrotum and penis with her left hand, and with her right hand helped Ah Hong kneel down facing Ah Rong, instructing him, "Don't move!" Then Qianru lay down facing Ah Rong, presenting her white buttocks to Ah Hong's penis. "Come on! Ah Hong, be good! Give your sore spot to Teacher." Qianru placed her left hand on Ah Rong's broad arm, and with her right hand, grasped Ah Hong's penis from behind, helping him "guide" it to the correct position. Having just been moistened by Ah Rong's sticky semen, Ah Hong entered Qian Ru's narrow passage effortlessly. Qian Ru gently began to move back and forth: "Come on! Ah Hong, move your sick area back and forth." Ah Hong obediently cooperated with Qian Ru's instructions, his entire body trembling incessantly. Qian Ru's desire was rekindled: "Oh~~~ Ah~~~ Good... good Ah Hong, just... just like that!" Qian Ru suddenly grabbed Ah Rong's still slightly hard penis: "Ah... Ah Rong, you... you seem... you don't seem completely healed... Teacher... let me take another look at you." After saying that, she stuck out her delicate tongue and licked Ah Rong's glans, cleaning away the remaining semen and other impurities. Under Qian Ru's teasing, Ah Rong gradually became hard again, and Qian Ru couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah Rong, you're really amazing!" Ah Rong, of course, didn't understand Qian Ru's "praise" and asked in a panic: "Teacher! You said I'm very sick! What should I do?" Qianru laughed inwardly, but behind her, Ah Hong's penis kept "attacking" her. Unable to speak, Qianru simply didn't answer and continued to suck on Ah Rong's dark and increasingly large penis.Ah Hong thrust vigorously into Qian Ru, her slightly large buttocks trembling with each stroke. The soft, white flesh of her buttocks rippled with waves of color, making Ah Hong's eyes dazzled. He gasped, "Teacher! Teacher! I'm so uncomfortable! I...I...I want..." Before he could finish, a wave of pleasure surged through his glans, and Ah Hong ejaculated deep into Qian Ru's vagina. Qian Ru continued to suck on Ah Rong's penis until he ejaculated again. However, Ah Hong and Ah Rong were adults, and their stamina recovered quickly. They each ejaculated three times throughout the afternoon. Although she was so tired she could barely walk, Qian Ru patiently helped the two "little friends" put on their pants and coaxed them to sleep. "Listen carefully, you two! You can't tell any other children about your illness or how I treated you today! Otherwise, I won't talk to you anymore!" Ah Rong and Ah Hong replied wearily, "Yes, Teacher." The two children were quite obedient, and Qian Ru trusted them. After the two little devils fell asleep, Qianru cleaned up the "mess" and looked at their innocent sleeping postures, thinking to herself: I've done another good deed today. —————————————————————————— Wednesday, September 23, 1998 "Honey! I'm in the departure hall now, all chedk-in! Flight CI-100 will take off around noon and arrive at Haneda Airport (NHKNEDB) around 4 PM local time." It was Qianru's sweet voice. Because Qianru's grandfather currently lives in Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan, Qianru hadn't had a chance to visit him since getting married, so she took a week off from the orphanage, arranged all her travel plans, and prepared to go to Japan. Actually, Qimin was originally going to go with her, but something came up at work, so Qianru went to Japan alone. Although she was reluctant, her husband had recently been promoted to deputy manager, so there was nothing she could do about it. Because Qianru speaks Japanese and had been to Japan before, Qimin felt comfortable letting her go alone: "Okay! I'm busy. Just call me home before you go to bed tonight." Qimin said somewhat impatiently. Hanging up the phone a little angrily, Qianru paid 300 yuan for the "airport service fee" and entered the airport. She smoothly arrived at gate 15 and prepared to board. Sitting idly in her seat, she couldn't help but let her mind wander. Since Qimin was promoted to deputy manager, he didn't return home until almost 10 pm every day. The once cozy dinners were now just Qianru eating alone, and even their intimate moments at night had decreased. Although Qianru felt lonely, she didn't complain to Qimin, except for her increasingly strong constitution… "Dear passengers, welcome aboard China Airlines…" The airline's announcement for boarding came over the loudspeaker. Qianru boarded the plane and flipped through some catalogs on the seat, recognizing it as a Boeing 747-400. Qianru preferred Boeing aircraft; she always felt Airbus takeoffs weren't exciting enough, while Boeing takeoffs were much faster. Little did she know that this was related to the pilot, not the aircraft itself. After three boring hours and a meal on the plane, they finally arrived in Tokyo. Looking out the window, there were quite a few ships coming and going in Tokyo Bay. Due to the large number of heavy industries in Tokyo Bay, such as Chiba, Yokohama, and Kimitsu, the water appeared a polluted dark brown from the air. The plane finally landed at Haneda Airport, Tokyo's domestic airport (the international airport is Narita Airport). Strangely, only China Airlines can land at Haneda. Also, because Haneda Airport is much closer to downtown Tokyo than Narita Airport, most people traveling to Japan prefer to fly with China Airlines. With plenty of time, Qianru planned to spend two or three days exploring Honshu before heading to Hokkaido. After passing through numerous security checks, she entered Japan with her large bags. Checking the time, she knew there should be a bus to pick up passengers and take them to Tokyo Station to accommodate China Airlines flights. However, considering it was already rush hour and traffic would be extremely congested, and her hotel was near Ginza, taking the monorail would be faster. She bought a ticket for 470 yen and boarded the monorail with her luggage. Gazing at the beautiful scenery outside the window, she arrived at the final stop, Hamamatsu-no-Mikoto (hbmbmbtsudho). Exiting the station, she found the cheapest taxi available (taxi fares in Japan vary depending on the car's class, with more luxurious taxis costing more, starting from 330 to 650 yen). Qianru finally arrived at her hotel; it was nearly 6 PM Japan time. After settling her luggage, Qianru changed into a denim mini-skirt. The well-fitting skirt accentuated her slender waist and curvaceous hips (34C-23-37), perfectly showcasing her feminine curves. She went downstairs for a meal, only to be shocked by the price: nearly 3,000 yen per meal! After a moment's thought, Qianru decided to eat ramen at a roadside stall – cheaper and tastier. Japanese roadside ramen is famously delicious, with a flavorful broth. Qianru ate a large bowl and strolled contentedly down the street. As she walked, Qianru couldn't help but admire the country. In Japan, pedestrian crossings play different music for each direction to help blind people (who cannot distinguish traffic lights). Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw several homeless men in suits sitting in the shadows at a street corner. Qianru thought: these are probably homeless people laid off after the Southeast Asian financial crisis! Due to the Southeast Asian economic crisis, Japan was also significantly impacted, leading to widespread layoffs in some companies. Those laid off, some too ashamed to return home, became homeless. Unlike typical homeless people, these individuals possessed strong self-respect; even as homeless, they maintained a traditional Japanese "samurai" spirit, wearing suits and ties. Kind-hearted Qianru decided to stop shopping. After carefully observing the three homeless individuals, she returned to her original ramen stall, bought three more bowls of ramen, and approached them with small steps. "Hello, I saw you sitting here, so I bought three bowls of ramen for you," Qianru said in fluent Japanese. The haughty Japanese men, however, refused her offer: "We don't need your meddling, go away!" said one of the overweight men, who appeared to be in his forties. Qianru smiled patiently: "Sue-mi-mb-sbn, I didn't mean anything by it. I just bought too much ramen; my friend can't finish it, so I wanted to treat you." She told a small lie.Another man, around fifty years old, said, "You're lying. We saw you coming over without any noodles in your hand. You're just pitying us; we don't need your pity." Qianru shrugged and said helplessly, "Fine! It's up to you whether you eat or not. I'll set it out for you." With that, Qianru squatted down and poured the three packets of ramen into disposable bowls, then arranged the chopsticks and spoons. After finishing, Qianru looked up and noticed the three men's unusual gazes. She realized she was wearing a short skirt, and must have given herself away when she squatted down. Her face flushed, and she quickly tried to smooth things over, "Gentlemen, are you going to eat or not?" The obese man said, "I told you we don't need your meddling." At this moment, another man who had been silent spoke up, "Section Chief, I don't think she meant any harm. We should thank her." This man was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, also somewhat obese, with small eyes and a friendly smile. "Hello! My name is Nakamaru; this is Mr. Matsuno, my section chief; and that is Mr. Nodo, my deputy section chief. Thank you for your hospitality!" the younger man introduced. "So you all work for the same company," Qianru said. Upon closer inspection, Mr. Matsuno was a bit overweight, with an almost deathly pale complexion, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and a rather serious expression; Mr. Nodo was of medium build, just a little short, and his hair was thinning, with the remaining hair turning white. Matsuno then said, "Miss, we appreciate your kindness, but we don't want to freeload. We need to support ourselves." Qianru thought for a moment, "Alright! I'm going to Hokkaido in a couple of days. Could you help me with my luggage when I get to the airport?" "That's fine!" Matsuno simply asked, "So, what's your name? Where do you live?" Qianru wasn't foolish enough to reveal her real name, "My name is Koike. I'm a Japanese-Chinese, currently living in Singapore. I'm back in Japan to visit relatives." "Right! I thought your accent was a bit strange," Noto remarked. Qianru smiled, her cheeks adorned with charming dimples, "Alright! Hurry up and eat! The noodles are getting cold!" The three homeless men then lowered their guard, picked up their bowls, and wolfed down their ramen. Partly because they were genuinely hungry, and partly because the pure and gentle Qianru didn't seem like a bad person, not even a hint of malice. Qianru simply sat down on the ground and chatted with them. The three of them used to work at the same company, but after the economic crisis, the company downsized and laid off their department. All three of them were from Tokushima in Shikoku, but they were too ashamed to go home, so they had been living on the streets of Tokyo. Because of their high education, they refused to do low-level jobs, so they spent their days here. "What about your wives and children?" Qianru asked sadly, tears streaming down her face. While eating, Nakamaru answered, "I'm not married yet! As for the section chief and deputy section chief, their families have all gone back to Komatsushima (a small town near Tokushima)." Qianru suddenly said, "Tokushima... I've been there! I took a high-speed ferry from Kansai Airport in Osaka (OSBKB). I still remember how beautiful the Seto Ohashi Bridge (a bridge connecting Honshu and Shikoku) was at dusk!" Qianru gestured like a child. Noto said with emotion, "Yes! That's the most beautiful bridge..." The three of them started talking about their hometowns and couldn't stop. Qianru listened with great interest, and before they knew it, it was already ten o'clock at night.

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