Youthful days in a small town

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Chapter 1
In the early 1980s, a surging wave of reform and opening up swept across China.
Those bold enough to be pioneers and those with quick minds and skills jumped on the bandwagon, engaging in all sorts of businesses. Suddenly, businessmen were everywhere, and cities and towns alike became bustling and prosperous.
In the northern part of Hubei province, a mountain range stretched out.
At the foot of one of these mountains, along a small river, lay several small towns.
Longwang Town was located in the middle, and about twelve or thirteen miles away was Longdian Town; both towns were under the jurisdiction of Longwang District.
I started working in the mid-1980s. I had
just graduated from high school, and both the university entrance exam and the civil service exam were before me.
Weighing the pros and cons, I gave up the fiercely competitive university entrance exam and chose the civil service exam, which offered a stable job (a cadre position equivalent to a current civil servant) and a salary, while also allowing me to participate in adult higher education with pay. Fortunately, I was accepted.
Since it was my first time working, my cohort was assigned to grassroots work for training.
I was assigned to work at the Longwang District Management Committee for training. The unit was located in Longwang Town, and two other people were also stationed in Longdian Town to manage the business there.
In Longwang Town, I spent my days walking around the streets with the senior administrators, familiarizing myself with the situation, and learning how to handle matters related to our work.
Occasionally, I would also go with them to the countryside.
I had a lot of free time.
At that time, there weren't many entertainment options (it had only been a few years since the mainland opened up). Hong Kong and Taiwan songs had only been introduced to the mainland for three or four years, and the soft, gentle voice of Teresa Teng could be heard everywhere in the slightly wealthier shops and the homes of the unit staff.
There weren't many entertainment options on the streets. At that time, a kind of recreational chess game was popular. It was similar to billiards, but the table wasn't as big; it was more like a chessboard, and the pieces were about the same size as chess pieces.
I would play a few rounds when I had nothing to do, and that's how I met the heroine of this story—my first woman, Zhen.
Zhen's family ran a noodle business.
Zhen was about my age, probably sixteen or seventeen at the time. She had dropped out of school and was helping with the family business. Now, when business was slow, she would travel between two neighboring towns to set up a chess stall at local markets.
Zhen was about
1.63 meters tall, very slender, with delicate features, fair skin, and a quiet demeanor. I never saw her raise her voice to anyone.
Although her clothes weren't particularly fashionable, they were always impeccably clean, making her seem like no small-town girl at all.
That's why I often enjoyed playing chess with her.
We gradually became familiar with each other, and I could tell she liked me too. Every time I went to play, I was greeted with a happy smile from her.
Later, our relationship became much more harmonious.
Since Zhen lived in Longdian Town, it wasn't convenient for her to carry the chessboard back and forth. One time, while I was playing a game of chess at Zhen's stall, she half-jokingly asked if I could leave the chessboard and chess set with her.
I was quite happy to oblige, thinking it would allow me to spend more time with this beautiful woman, so I agreed.
One morning, I was in my dormitory when she came in.
She said there weren't many people on the street, and the chess stalls were quiet, so she came to my place to play and have some water.
I was happy and quickly made her some tea.
I also gave her a few magazines to read.
At that time, the reform and opening up had just begun, and the town's economy was still underdeveloped, so the conditions in my workplace weren't very good either.
My dormitory was a suite, with two rooms at the entrance, one for me and one for a newly assigned colleague. I lived in the inner room, which only had a bed, a desk, and an office chair.
When Zhen came, I was sitting in the chair, writing official documents, so I deliberately let her sit on the edge of my bed. She didn't object and just sat there quietly flipping through the magazines I gave her, occasionally taking a sip of water.
Hehe, don't get the wrong idea, folks. There weren't many pornographic magazines back then, just things like "Youth" and "Family," unlike two years later when pornographic books were everywhere.
I sat in the chair opposite her, watching her quietly reading, smelling the fragrance emanating from her, and felt a very elegant and comfortable feeling.
In the silence, something suddenly struck me. I made an excuse to ask her how the article was going, and quietly walked over to her and sat down.
She answered me softly, but her eyes weren't on me; they were glued to the magazine.
I gently moved closer to her head, inhaling the sweet scent of her fair neck, pretending to read with her. I noticed a flicker of panic in her eyes, but she didn't move.
I felt a surge of secret pleasure; this gave me immense encouragement.
My courage grew, and I quietly placed my left hand on her left shoulder, turning it into an embrace as we sat together.
A blush rose to her cheeks, and she shifted slightly.
Even a novice like me knew back then that a man mustn't back down when a woman is half-heartedly resisting, or things could turn out very differently.
Besides, her attitude was ambiguous, indicating that she still liked me.
Ah, I was only eighteen then, and the flames of youth and my desire for the opposite sex made me unable to restrain myself any longer.
I immediately took action, embracing her and gently kissing her cheek.
She initially swayed her head from side to side a few times, but soon calmed down.
Just as I was secretly pleased, ready to explore the secrets of Jane's alluring body, a small incident occurred: my roommate, who usually didn't come home before mealtimes, somehow opened the door and came in.
Hearing the door open, we immediately separated, and I turned and sat down in my office chair.
Jane was probably stunned, sitting blankly on the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on the floor.
Fortunately, when my colleague saw the two of us sitting in the inner room, he didn't come in, but turned and walked out, casually locking the door behind him (it was an old-fashioned concealed lock that automatically locked when closed).
That colleague had quite a few romantic escapades; his wife was someone he got from a high school student here. If you're interested, I'll describe his story in another article.
Anyway, seeing him so cooperative, I was overjoyed; the good thing that seemed about to fall apart was back.
Having already made contact, I no longer held back. I gently embraced Zhen and slowly turned her down onto the bed.
Zhen lowered her head, her face flushed, weak and helpless, letting me do as I pleased. Her
two delicate, fair hands were raised between my breasts and hers, weakly resisting, seemingly both resisting and welcoming.
I kissed Zhen's lovely face while caressing her body.
Zhen's skin was very smooth, and her breasts were just the right size to hold in one hand.
As I explored, I felt her nipples were tiny. I wanted to unbutton Zhen's top and properly feel the wonderful body of this young girl that I was experiencing for the first time, but I felt pressed for time. Although my colleague had closed the door and left, I still felt a little uneasy and wanted to get my way as soon as possible.
I felt that once a girl had slept with me, the relationship would go much smoother. Next time, I'd find a convenient opportunity to date her and properly admire the beauty of her body.
Zhen was already a little overwhelmed by my kisses, her arms crossed over her chest, limp there.
I quickly unbuttoned her pants, pulling one leg down along with her underwear, exposing her entire thigh and genitals.
Zhen had excellent proportions, appearing slender, so her thighs were beautifully shaped, smooth, delicate, and dazzlingly white.
My eyes rushed to where I most wanted to see, and what I was most confused about, was between Zhen's legs: Zhen's genitals were very clean, with sparse, smooth, light black hairs on her mons pubis. The exposed groove below was full and white. Gently parting her thighs, her large, white, hairless labia majora, like steamed buns, were tightly wrapped by a vertical slit in the middle, slightly revealing the small labia minora.
Suppressing my pounding heart and parched throat, I reached out my slightly trembling left hand and used my index and middle fingers to pry open Zhen's labia majora, revealing the labia minora hidden deep inside.
Zhen's labia minora were also very clean, small, and pale in color. After I parted them, the place I had longed for most appeared before my eyes: a pale pink opening, the inside turning a deeper, more vibrant red, without a trace of moisture.
Because it was the first time I had seen a real girl's private parts, I stood there stunned for a long time. It took me a while to come to my senses, thinking that this was the place that had troubled my youthful impulses countless times. Was this where men and women were joined? What was inside? What changes would occur to our bodies after my penis went in? I frantically pulled my penis out from between my pants, and with indescribable feelings, I tried to push it between Zhen's labia minora.
In a daze, I saw the head of my penis push open the small slit, and with a little force, it smoothly entered a tightly wrapped cavity.
The inside of the vagina was warm and slightly damp, tightly yet softly enveloping my entire shaft like a child's hand.
At that moment, I inexplicably felt a surge of fear, as if I were doing something terrible with unpredictable consequences, a wave of dread washing over me.
I left my penis inside for a moment, then quickly withdrew, carefully examining it, as if trying to see the difference between a penis inside and outside the vagina.
Heh, looking back now, that was such a naive and childish thought.
But I found nothing changed; there was no residue from inside Zhen's vagina clinging to it. My penis was still clean, erect as before, except for a deep, intoxicating scent in the room, a slightly cloying fragrance.
I knew it was the warm, pleasant scent of a woman emanating from Zhen's body.
Honestly, even now, years later, I don't really like the smell of a woman's genitals, unless she's just showered; otherwise, it has an unpleasant, pungent, fishy odor.
But that day and the next few times, I didn't smell any unpleasant body odor from Zhen, so much so that for a while I thought all women's genitals were always this clean and fresh.
I suppressed my discomfort, tucked my still-erect penis back into my pants, and helped Zhen sit up from the bed, straightening her clothes.
Zhen, her face flushed with shyness, glanced at me, then nestled softly against me.
I gently hugged her, stroking her hair and back lightly. After a while, I got up and poured her a glass of water. We didn't speak, just leaned close together.
After sitting for a while longer, I saw Zhen out; she went to the chess stalls.
Back in my dorm, I threw myself onto the bed, replaying the whole thing in my mind like a movie.
Ah, that's how women are, huh? I regretted being so nervous and not paying close attention.
Suddenly, I wondered, could she be pregnant like this? After all, she was just like me, only recently becoming an adult, and a young woman at that.
But I only inserted it, released it briefly, and then came out; I didn't ejaculate, so it shouldn't be, right?
These random thoughts crossed my mind, and later, thinking back on them, I couldn't help but laugh at my naivety. A little while later, I drifted off to sleep.
The next day was the bustling market day in Dragon King Town, but Zhen didn't come.
My heart was filled with unease, and my mind started racing.
Almost half a month passed before I finally saw Zhen's figure appear beside the chess stall.
I tried my best to calm my racing heart and act as if nothing was wrong in the eyes of those around me, slowly making my way to Zhen's chess stall.
Zhen had been secretly watching me ever since she saw me. I greeted her
with a playful, slightly joking manner, and Zhen seemed a little more at ease. I learned that she had been busy with her family business and had been helping out at home.
Taking advantage of her arranging the chess pieces for me, I quietly whispered in her ear that she hadn't had her period yet. She blushed slightly, probably knowing what I meant, and lowered her head, pretending to clean the chess pieces as she leaned closer to me, softly replying that she had her period a week ago.
A wave of relief washed over me.
But while my worries subsided, lust began to stir again.
Continuing to play around in my dorm wasn't an option; there were too many people around, and besides, I didn't have a single room.
Society back then wasn't as relaxed and open as it is now.
Even couples who were openly dating had to keep their doors open to show their innocence.
How could I properly enjoy myself with Zhen? I racked my brains.
Chapter Two
To be able to enjoy that wonderful moment with Zhen again, I thought for a long time, but I couldn't find a good way.
There were many people coming and going at my workplace, and the town wasn't big. Because of my work, many people in town knew me, and the town was very honest and simple back then. Seeing a man and woman getting close could easily cause gossip. Even if I ignored it, Zhen wouldn't come to my dorm again after that incident.
There was no other way but to temporarily suppress this restless young man's desire. We
'll see how things go; perhaps an opportunity will arise unexpectedly. Heaven will surely favor young men and women experiencing the stirrings of youth.
Despite trying to comfort myself, the inner turmoil still made me feel down.
About a month later, it was November.
One day, Lao Huang, who was stationed in Longdian Town, had to go to Longdian for his shift. I happened to be free that day, so I was chatting in the office courtyard. He asked if I wanted to go to Longdian Town for a visit, promising to arrange lunch.
Lao Huang was the only married middle-aged man in our unit; his wife worked in Longwang Town. The rest of us were young people only a few years older than me.
I thought to myself, I was also thinking of going to Longdian to relax and maybe see Zhen.
I'd never been to Longdian before.
Longdian wasn't far; it only took about twenty minutes by tricycle.
After getting off, I saw the back wall of a house in the town.
Lao Huang chuckled and told me to follow him. Another colleague, Xiao Liu, who was also stationed in Longdian, and I followed him onto a small path beside the road.
It turned out the road was about seventy or eighty meters away from Longdian, winding around the back of the town.
In the past, Longdian Town had many houses with winding paths leading from the houses along the roadside to the highway.
The corridors were winding and long, many passing through the courtyards and gatehouses of houses.
First-timers could easily mistake them for someone else's home.
I experienced this peculiar passageway for the first time; ah, it really resembled a scene from a guerrilla war! After
finally, somewhat bewildered, I reached the town center.
After having water with Lao Huang and the others in the office, we strolled around the market together. In the southern part of the town, I saw Zhen helping her family with chores.
My heart warmed.
Zhen also looked up and saw us as her mother and Lao Huang greeted her. She smiled at us, her eyes quickly darting to me, a fleeting hint of shy joy on her face.
I smiled back at them, an idea flashing through my mind.
Ten days later, one afternoon, I quietly arrived in Longdian Town alone.
Last time, I had gotten information from Xiao Liu that there was also a similar corridor near Zhen's house.
I roughly determined the direction and found the entrance to the corridor, unsure of what would happen once inside. If her family was home, I'd pretend I was just passing by looking for Old Huang; if not… well… The journey was quiet. The market in Longdian Town closed at noon.
The afternoon was people's rest time; back then, there wasn't the widespread mahjong and gambling as it is now (though Longdian Town has become a gambling den). People either visited each other or stayed home, and the streets were less crowded.
The corridor had many side paths.
I groped my way forward, encountering no one along the way.
Finally, I saw Zhen's small noodle factory across the courtyard; that meant I was next to their house.
Passing through Zhen's courtyard, it was completely silent. Turning around, a heavy black padlock on the gate caught my eye.
Had I made a wasted trip? Undeterred, I headed towards the factory.
The machines weren't running, and it seemed no one was there. Just
as I was about to give up, a slight noise came from a corner.
I went around to take a look and saw Zhen bending over, tidying up.
Hearing footsteps, Zhen turned around and saw me. A blush crept onto her fair face, and she smiled gently: "What brings you here?" I walked to Zhen's side and said seriously, "I'm here to take care of some business." Zhen probably genuinely thought I was there on official business; her expression relaxed a bit, and she stopped what she was doing to talk to me. I
learned from Zhen that her parents had gone to buy raw materials, and her younger brother and sister were at school.
I chuckled: "Why didn't you invite me in for some water?"
Although Zhen said, "Tch! You didn't say you were thirsty,"
she turned and led me towards her home.
After we sat down inside, Zhen washed her hands and, knowing I wasn't used to tea, went into the room to make a glass of juice.
I gently reached out and took Zhen's hand as she offered me the water, pulling her into my arms.
Zhen hurriedly said, "It's broad daylight; people often pass by." That
reason didn't convince me at all. I got up and closed the door (sigh, I still didn't dare close it; I wondered when Zhen's parents would be back). I pulled Zhen into my arms and hugged her tightly.
I took a few deep breaths of Zhen's fragrance to soothe my longing.
Zhen's breath was still so fragrant, soothing.
My hands gently stroked Zhen's back, while my lower body pressed slightly against her hips, my slightly hot and swollen shaft feeling the warmth and softness of her vulva.
Zhen nestled obediently in my arms, accepting my caresses.
After easing my tension, I moved my hands to Zhen's breasts and gently kneaded them.
Zhen's face was flushed, and she breathed softly shyly, gently stroking my face in return, her eyes filled with intoxication.
Without thinking, I reached my hands inside Zhen's clothes. Zhen wrapped her arms around my waist, letting me caress her inside her clothes. My hands unconsciously climbed up to her soft, delicate breasts, my fingers gently pinching and playing with her nipples. Suddenly, Zhen gently pulled away from me.
I watched, bewildered, as she closed the two wooden doors, reached through the crack to latch them, and then locked the padlock through the latch.
I felt a surge of excitement and praised Zhen for being so clever.
Hearing my praise, Zhen said somewhat proudly, "Once, my younger brother did poorly on a test and was afraid to let his parents sign the paper, so he didn't dare go to school. He was afraid his parents would suspect him if he didn't go, so he locked himself in his room like this. Although he was eventually found out and scolded by his parents, they all thought he had gone to school.
This time, in her anxiety, she remembered this method."
With the door closed, we both felt bolder.
I leaned against Zhen's back, my hands inside her clothes gently kneading her well-proportioned, round, and tender breasts, as I followed her slightly tipsy steps, slowly moving towards her bedroom.
Zhen's bedroom wasn't large, but it was very clean, just like her.
The room faintly exuded the fragrance typical of a young woman's home.
Although the door was closed, I was still a little worried that Zhen's family might return early and ruin my good time, so I had to speed things up.
Zhen knew she was already in the lion's
den, and she became much calmer.
After I unbuttoned her blouse, she cooperated and helped me take off her coat. Because I was afraid her family would return soon, I didn't continue to remove Zhen's underwear.
I kneaded her round breasts firmly with both hands, and then impatiently lifted Zhen's smooth underwear. In the dim light, Zhen's white breasts appeared before my eyes.
As expected, Zhen's breasts were firm and very elastic, with pink nipples the size of a baby's little finger, and pale areolas only the size of a coin, with tiny bumps on them.
Perhaps stimulated by me, her nipples were now slightly erect, neither soft nor firm.
I gently grasped one of her tender white breasts, brought my head close, and inhaled the sweet scent of her milk; it was indeed a very comforting feeling.
I extended my tongue and lightly licked the tip of her nipple, causing Jane to tremble involuntarily, a sight that piqued my curiosity.
Mischievously, I grabbed both of Jane's soft breasts and teased the two pink nipples with my tongue. I saw Jane writhe uncomfortably, trying her best to endure, but still involuntarily letting out soft moans through her clenched teeth.
This gave me a sense of triumph. I opened my mouth and gently took Jane's right breast into my mouth, sucking with slight force, as if trying to draw something out of her breast. But apart from a mouthful of warm softness and a sweet, comforting fragrance, I drew nothing.
Ah, this was the first time I had tasted a breast again since I had weaned fourteen years ago.
I released my nipple and examined it closely. The pink nipple had stood erect, its color turning a beautiful bright red.
Jane held my head in both hands, occasionally moving one hand to gently stroke my head and back. Her delicate face was flushed, and her dreamy eyes gazed at me intently.
I moved closer to Jane's face and gently kissed her slightly parted, beautiful lips. Jane let out a soft moan and hugged me tightly.
I extended my tongue and gently rolled and intertwined it with hers in my mouth, then sucked it in, letting it playfully linger. Her saliva was cool and sweet; I took a sip, finding it very pleasant, and continued to gently suck and swallow.
At the same time, one hand continued to gently caress and knead her smooth, firm breasts, while the other hand stroked her back up and down. My
highly stimulated penis was already hard and erect, pressing firmly against her vulva.
After a while, Zhen seemed to go into shock, pulling away from my mouth and tilting her head back.
I looked at her; her eyes were slightly closed, her mouth half-open, and she was breathing rapidly. At
this point, I could no longer control myself. I gently placed Zhen on the bed and hurriedly removed her lower body clothing, including her underwear. Now that her fair and slender legs were exposed, I had no time to admire them; her soft moans had already sounded the clarion call for my arrival.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhen's body. Suddenly, Zhen bent over and hugged me tightly, resting her head on my shoulder and her chest pressed against mine. The sudden movement pulled me down by her weight, our bodies pressed close together. Zhen kissed my face and mouth haphazardly, and I had to use my hands to support myself and lift my upper body to break free from her embrace.
Zhen knew what I was going to do. She shyly closed her eyes, breathing softly and sweetly, lying quietly.
I gently stroked the soft, light black hair between Zhen's legs, lightly rubbing her labia with my fingers, feeling its fullness and tenderness.
There was still no moisture seeping from Zhen's vaginal opening, but it was quite smooth, and my fingers didn't feel any resistance. It was warm inside; Zhen's vagina wasn't as hot and wet as the women I would meet later.
I gripped my now hard and thick penis, sliding the glans up and down along Zhen's labia minora, then swaying it against her vaginal opening. Zhen lay there, unable to resist, twisting her head from side to side.
I stopped teasing Zhen, holding my penis in one hand, using the glans to separate her labia minora, and with a thrust of my hips, the swollen glans slid in smoothly.
I held Zhen's hips with both hands, and with another thrust, most of my penis entered Zhen's vagina with unstoppable force.
Zhen's vagina was warm as spring, not very wet, but very moist, and my penis didn't feel dry at all as it moved inside.
I pushed in forcefully until the glans met a soft fleshy mound.
My pubic bone pressed tightly against Zhen's full, protruding, soft mons pubis, the few fine hairs on the mons pubis lightly entwining my thick, dark pubic hair, trembling as if combing it with small hands. My thick, hard penis was buried deep in Zhen's tight, warm flesh, the feeling was nothing short of heavenly bliss.
Jane let out a soft moan, her arms tightly wrapped around my back, her delicate body trembling involuntarily. Her hands gripped my back tightly, then loosened, as she murmured softly.
I lay on top of Jane for a while, enjoying the sensation, my eyes fixed on her beautiful face, admiring her aroused expression, before beginning to thrust forcefully in and out.
Jane's vagina was very tight, the walls of her vagina seemingly collapsing and gripping my penis.
When I pulled out, the inner walls immediately closed, and when I thrust back in, I had to push hard to reach the depths.
This made my thrusting slow.
Perhaps thanks to my usual breathing exercises and the deliberate holding of my breath during masturbation, I didn't experience premature ejaculation.
After about six or seven minutes, Jane's vagina became more lubricated and warmer, so I couldn't help but increase the speed of my thrusts.
Jane's body began to writhe wildly, and her moans grew louder.
Jane's vagina was already tightly gripping me, and this twisting motion only intensified my lust.
My penis grew even harder and thicker, and blood rushed to my brain and genitals.
I leaned down and bit down hard on Jane's firm, white right breast, sucking vigorously. My penis thrust into Jane's body with the force of a storm, pushing her head off the edge of the bed and causing her breasts and hips to arch upwards, making it easier for me to suckle and thrust.
Jane struggled to keep her head up for balance, her hands clutching my head and stroking it wildly, her moans growing louder and more urgent.
The force of her lifting her head caused her legs to tense, and her vagina to grip my penis even more tightly, making every thrust and withdrawal feel like a struggle against a strongman.
The unusual pleasure made me abandon suckling, lifting my upper body and focusing all my energy on my penis, thrusting in and out of Jane's belly with great force.
The rapid thrusting and tight entanglement created an indescribable pleasure from the friction between my penis and the vaginal walls.
Jane, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, arched her upper body, wrapped her arms around my neck, and hung there beneath my chest, her head swaying wildly from side to side, moaning and groaning.
I felt her vagina grow increasingly tight and warm, the tender flesh inside writhing, and soon I felt a slight tightening and loosening of the pressure on my glans and shaft, making it even wetter.
Suddenly, Jane released her arms and leaned back.
I was already at the point of no return, no longer able to look at Jane. I took
a deep breath and thrust even faster and harder into her vagina.
Soon, a familiar wave of pleasure rose up my spine—I was about to ejaculate! Although I longed to release my semen inside Zhen's belly, I hadn't used a condom and was afraid of the consequences. In my rapid thrusts, I used all my strength to slowly and forcefully penetrate her deepest point, feeling the soft flesh of her vulva before pulling out, pressing tightly against her fair, delicate belly, and ejaculating with a series of "plop plop plop" sounds.
I lay limply on top of Zhen, who softly raised her left hand to hold my head against her chest, her right hand laboriously pulling the blanket over us.
The early winter afternoon wasn't warm, and I was drenched in sweat after our intense lovemaking, but lying in the fragrant blankets, half-lying on top of Zhen's warm, smooth body, I didn't feel cold at all.
Zhen, worried I'd catch a chill, kept pressing the blanket further into the air behind my head.
We remained like this, embracing each other, the sticky semen and sweat mingling between our bellies.
I didn't want to move; Zhen was probably too weak and I was pressing her down.
I inhaled the lingering, spicy warmth of her breath and playfully licked her face a few times.
Zhen looked at me alluringly, then smiled shyly.
I couldn't resist lowering my head and kissing her slightly parted, red lips.
Zhen let out a soft moan and kissed me gently.
After a while, Zhen seemed breathless and twisted away from my lips.
This twisting of hers greatly stimulated my limp penis, which was still pressed against her belly. I felt a wet, hot, and itchy sensation, and my dormant penis slowly poked out again, bravely burrowing forward under the pressure of our bellies.
Zhen's body trembled, and she stared at me blankly, the blush on her face not yet completely gone.
I chuckled, kissed Zhen's cheek, spread her legs, placed my hands on either side of her head, and pulled back, my penis quickly reaching her.
I thrust my hips, letting my erect penis slide against Zhen's labia.
With the aid of the slippery surface from the previous flood, my glans, without any assistance, quickly found the entrance on its own, like an old friend visiting a neighbor. With a slight push, the large head slid in, and with another forceful downward press, most of the shaft followed.
Worried about time constraints and the possibility of Zhen's family returning at any moment, I began with a powerful thrust.
Zhen seemed to have a seizure, her delicate body trembling intermittently, her hands gripping my waist, whimpering softly.
Her eyes would stare at me for a moment, then sway from side to side.
I gritted my teeth and thrust rapidly and forcefully into Zhen's body, as if desperately trying to pierce through her slender waist.
Perhaps because I had just ejaculated, although Zhen's passage was still tight, I thrust violently for a while without feeling any urge to ejaculate.
I had no choice but to forgo any technique, relying solely on brute force to rapidly rub against Zhen's tender flesh.
A moment later, Zhen's whole body tensed, her face flushed, she raised her head and opened her mouth, but no sound came out, then she fell limply onto the pillow.
At that time, I didn't know that this was a sign of a girl's orgasm; I only felt that Zhen was reacting after a very pleasurable experience, but I couldn't feel the vaginal contractions she had experienced before.
I only felt my body getting hotter and hotter, my penis extremely hard, and the glans swollen.
I impatiently threw off the blanket draped over my back, my entire body exposed to the cool air, still radiating heat.
I leaned down, my hands reaching under Zhen's armpits to her back, my face pressed against hers, my chest pressed tightly against her soft, fragrant breasts, urging my lower body to thrust violently.
For a long time, I still couldn't ejaculate.
At this moment, Zhen slightly recoiled, I thought she might be unable to take it anymore.
But at this moment, my penis was swollen and hard, the surface of the glans numb as if it had lost its response to external stimuli, no matter how hard I thrust, there was no sign of my penis breaking free.
Exhausted from my thrusting, I stopped in frustration, thrusting my engorged penis deep inside Zhen, enveloped by her warm, moist flesh. I collapsed onto her, panting heavily.
Zhen, thinking I was finished, cradled my head in the crook of her neck, gently wiping my sweat with her hand.
Completely worn out, I closed my eyes and lay on Zhen, enjoying her tender, wifely caresses and service.
After a while, I noticed my previously erect penis slowly softening, gradually retracting from Zhen's body.
Feeling comfortable, I relaxed, and sleepiness washed over me.
Just as I was drifting off to sleep in Zhen's arms, I suddenly realized we were in Zhen's house, and her family would be home soon. If we got stuck in their way, it would be disastrous.
I shook Zhen and explained what had happened. Zhen said she didn't know what time it was and that they might be going home soon.
I immediately got up, and Zhen struggled to get up to help us get ready.
Then I stayed in the room. She opened the door first, looked around to make sure no one was there, then turned around and beckoned me to come out. As I passed Zhen, I hugged her and kissed her. Then we walked quietly through the secluded corridor, hitched a ride on a small tricycle on the road, and quietly returned to my workplace in Longwang Town.
Chapter 3
After returning from Zhen's place, I couldn't find a suitable opportunity to meet her in secret. Her parents were often home, and my room was a double dormitory, making it easy to be caught. I could only anxiously wait for an opportunity to appear.
During this time, I was confined to my workplace. Apart from work, I spent most of my time eating, drinking, and playing with young people from other workplaces in the town, or chatting with colleagues at work.
At that time, there were seven people in our workplace, five men and two women. Except for Lao Huang, who was over 30 and married, the rest were all young people under 20.
The director's surname was Wu, three years older than me, and he had taken over the position. He was also the youngest director in the city at the time.
This person was very ambitious, single-mindedly wanting to climb the ranks. He spent all his time locked in his room studying biographies of political figures and analyzing relationships with superiors; in trendy terms, he was extremely driven.
Accountant Xia, a girl who joined the company at the same time as me, was a year older. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was very alluring and liked to flaunt
her charm in front of us boys. She had a very sweet voice and was short but well-proportioned. Although I didn't like frivolous, seductive women back then, I had to admit that her skin was very fair and delicate, and coupled with her constantly displayed feminine charm, she definitely gave men an urge to sleep with her at first sight.
Xia had a boyfriend she had recently started dating, who had also joined the company in the same batch as us and worked in Wuhua Town, 30 miles away from Longdian Town.
We reported for work in Longwang Town in October, and the second year passed peacefully.
After returning to work after the New Year, I gradually noticed that Xia frequently went into Director Wu's room alone and stayed for extended periods. At first, I didn't understand, assuming it was the supervisor and accountant checking accounts. But one evening in April, while I was emptying my bathwater, I happened to see the door to Director Wu's dormitory, which had been tightly closed for half the day, open. Xia walked out, her face flushed, looked up at me, and gave an embarrassed smile.
Even I, in my naiveté, knew that something was going on between her and Director Wu.
From then on, Xia gradually became somewhat arrogant at work, somewhat resembling the second-in-command.
At the time, I also had a good relationship with Director Wu because of my strong professional skills. I helped him achieve several notable results, receiving high praise from superiors, and Wu valued me highly. Being young and inexperienced, I felt ashamed of Xia's behavior—still with her boyfriend, yet involved with Director Wu; she was truly a fickle woman, unable to be without a man for a moment. Therefore, I didn't
really respect Xia. Sigh, looking back now, I was so naive and innocent.
After Xia encountered several setbacks, she started gossiping about Xia to Wu. Wu initially didn't pay much attention, but in May, when Xia's boyfriend came to Longwang Town, he jokingly told me, "What a fool! He even asked me to look after Xia, haha." At
the end of April, Lao Huang was transferred to the bureau, and Wu transferred my roommate to Longdian Town. He told me behind my back that the colleague had asked Xia to plead his way out of the more remote Longdian Town, but Wu hadn't agreed.
At that time, I thought Wu was so tall and strong; he was a real man, decisive! Perhaps Wu had done his work, or perhaps seeing that force wouldn't work, Xia started using gentler tactics.
Summer was approaching, and the weather was getting hotter.
Due to the limited resources at the time, we usually spent our days in the cool, well-ventilated canteen on the left side of the courtyard, and showered in the enclosed open-air courtyard behind the canteen's side door in the evening.
One noon, I was lying on my bed doing nothing when Xia came in and asked me to play chess.
We went to the canteen and set up a chessboard on the table.
The dining table was too big, so Xia sat on a chair. I lifted my leg and sat sideways on the table, and we started playing chess.
Knowing that girls usually like to play glass checkers, playing chess was clearly a way of showing affection for me, so I appreciated it. I didn't play too seriously, trying to be considerate of Xia in my moves, just to pass the time and strengthen our friendship.
After playing for a while, perhaps because it was getting a little hot, Xia gradually lifted her thin skirt, revealing her fair calves and smooth, rounded knees. I glanced at it but didn't pay much attention. However, I noticed that Xia's movements were getting slower and slower, and she was occasionally twisting her body, swinging her legs slightly from side to side, which drew my attention.
Seeing me staring at her smooth, bare legs, Xia looked up at me. I couldn't help but look back. Xia's eyes were watery and seemed to speak volumes, a blush on her cheeks. When she noticed me looking at her, she pretended to be nonchalant, looking at the chessboard. We kept glancing at each other like this, my movements becoming distracted, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
Then Xia crossed her left calf across her right thigh and continued to sway slightly from side to side, her waist and abdomen trembling slightly. My attention was drawn to that, my gaze occasionally drifting to that fair and delicate area.
I pretended to move the chess pieces, my head gradually tilting downwards, getting closer and closer to Xia.
When Xia saw my head leaning towards her, a hint of smugness and a touch of nervousness flashed in her eyes. She kept glancing towards the door, but her left hand, still gripping the hem of her skirt, continued to slowly pull it upwards. Gradually, the inner thighs of her smooth, full legs were revealed before my eyes. My breathing quickened, and I felt a surge of desire; my penis began to swell, and my palms were sweaty.
Seeing my reaction, Xia's face grew increasingly flushed, her eyes blazing with desire. Her hand holding the hem of her skirt trembled slightly, but she continued to slowly move it upwards. Most of her smooth, white thighs were now exposed. My eyes were filled with a dazzling whiteness, and I lowered my head even further. In the blink of an eye, Xia's hand had reached the top of her thighs; any further pull and her panties would be exposed.
At that moment, Xia's hand probably touched her genitals. She flinched, her eyes darting quickly towards the door. She then swiftly pulled the hem of her skirt down, covering that alluring sight.
I knew the temptation was over.
From that day on, Xia's words to me, while still carrying a hint of command, were imbued with a more coquettish tone.
Because of her special status, while I enjoyed her allure, I also felt like I was walking on thin ice.
After all, Xia and Wu had already publicly acknowledged their relationship, and I not only felt somewhat guilty towards Wu, but I also worried about ruining my own situation.
One night, I returned from playing at Xiao Liu's place at the town's agricultural machinery station around 9 PM. The courtyard was quiet, all the dormitory doors were tightly closed, and only a pale yellow light shone through the glass of the doors and windows.
I felt a strong urge to urinate, so I followed the dim light towards the toilet.
There was a path on the south side of the dormitory leading to the toilet in the backyard and the adjacent vegetable garden. Every two or three meters along the path, there were poplar trees over ten meters tall.
I trudged along the grassy path to a tree about five or six meters from the toilet, unzipped my pants, took out my engorged penis, and sprayed the urine onto the tree roots.
I had just urinated a little when I suddenly heard a noise in the women's restroom, as if someone was coming out.
This startled me so much that I swallowed the remaining urine.
Reluctantly, I stuffed my penis back into my pants and shuffled towards the men's restroom.
The doors to the men's and women's restrooms faced each other, one on the left and one on the right.
Just as I reached the end of the alley, I bumped into a figure emerging from the women's restroom.
The figure, startled by the sudden appearance of a man in the darkness, paused for a moment. But as their heads drew closer, the figure chuckled, giggling and whispering, "Oh, peeing anywhere, in such a hurry?" It was Xia.
The quiet environment, the private space.
Seeing that Xia wasn't afraid and was even teasing me, I suddenly felt much bolder.
Since the restroom wasn't far from the dormitory, I was afraid that Director Wu would hear me, so I kept quiet, just chuckling as I faced Xia.
Actually, I was still a little scared at this point. Although I figured Xia wouldn't embarrass me too much, if she even gave me the slightest reproach, I would still obediently pretend to be going to the men's restroom and move aside.
Xia didn't move away.
She seemed to have suddenly become slow to react, but the expression on her face was a half-smile, which emboldened me. I had already bumped into her face, and she only then started to back away as my body pushed against her, laughing and hitting me with her hands. Unfortunately, I couldn't feel how much force she was using.
Seeing Xia half-heartedly cooperating with my flirting, and feeling her full, swollen breasts being pressed against my chest, that feeling was a fatal temptation for me. After all, it had been several months since I had made love with Zhen. I suddenly felt like I had eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, and opened my arms to hug Xia tightly in my arms.
While enjoying the feeling of Xia's soft, fragrant body tightly in my arms, I leaned in to kiss Xia.
Xia, however, seemed to have lost all her strength, murmuring softly as she slid down.
I held Xia tightly to prevent her from slipping, pressing her back against a nearby tree trunk. I easily kissed her fleshy lips.
Xia's lips were small and plump; sucking on them felt like sucking on two full cherries, both full and elastic.
I parted them with my tongue, exploring and teasing them wantonly, inside and out. Her delicate lips, unable to withstand the lewdness, continuously dripped sweet saliva, which I naturally sucked up, filling my stomach.
Not satisfied with this, I reached for Xia's breasts under her skirt. Just as I grasped her full, firm breasts, Xia, who had been limp and sagging, only held up by my arms, suddenly seemed to come to her senses. She raised her hands to grab my hands that were wantonly kneading her breasts, and began to struggle.
Only then did Xia begin to resist, but I wasn't too afraid, nor was I willing to give up.
I tightened my grip, and taking advantage of the moment when Xia might try to speak, I inserted my tongue between her teeth, widening the gap before forcefully sucking her soft tongue into my mouth. I vigorously rubbed and sucked against her tongue.
Under my domineering masculine flirting, Xia was once again captivated, resignedly lowering her hands to my grasping and kneading her breasts at will.
The full, firm breasts of the young girl were constantly being squeezed and kneaded, the sensation transmitting through my hands to my brain, it was incredibly stimulating.
My penis unconsciously hardened, pressing against Xia's full mons pubis through her dress.
Because Xia was wearing a dress, it was inconvenient to deeply caress and play with her breasts, and fearing someone might come by while going to the restroom, I quietly lifted the hem of Xia's dress and suddenly reached into Xia's panties. Xia was startled, and just as she was about to twist and struggle away, my middle finger was already inserted into Xia's vagina.
This was like striking Xia's Achilles' heel.
Xia froze, staring at me with her eyes wide open, her face regaining its ambiguous smile.
We stared at each other, the situation resembling our previous chess game, except this time, one of my fingers was inserted into Xia's vagina.
Xia's vagina was hot and very wet.
Xia knew I knew about her relationship with her boyfriend and Director Wu, and that I knew she wasn't a virgin, which was perhaps one reason why she was so bold in her flirting.
I gently moved my middle finger in and out of Xia's vagina a few times. Xia's slippery, lustful fluids churned within her vagina with each movement, some flowing out with each knuckle of my finger.
I withdrew my middle finger, one hand around Xia's limp waist, the other pulling out my already hard and impatient penis from my unzipped pants. My little and ring fingers pulled down the elastic of Xia's panties, my thumb and forefinger pressed down on the erect glans, and I inserted it between Xia's legs.
He felt his throbbing glans brush against Xia's soft, moist, smooth pubic hair, pressing against the mons pubis between Xia's even warmer, wetter thighs.
With a thrust of my hips, and held between Xia's thighs, my penis smoothly entered her between her legs, gliding against her full, plump mons pubis.
Instantly, I felt my penis against the upper part of Xia's vulva like near a furnace; a wave of heat washed over me, and my penis seemed unable to withstand the intense heat.
I hurriedly pressed down on Xia's pretty, slightly upturned buttocks, using her legs as a vagina to thrust back and forth, trying to counteract the scorching heat.
After a few thrusts, once the discomfort from the heat subsided, I lowered the base of my penis, using Xia's still-on panties to support the shaft, and attacked the small opening at the back of Xia's vulva.
My thick penis slid into the full vulva, the large glans acting as the vanguard, aided by the abundant, slippery vaginal fluid, smoothly parting the pink labia minora, and then bravely advancing towards the crater at the bottom.
At this moment, for some reason—perhaps unwilling to let me succeed so easily on the first try, or perhaps a girl's last bit of resistance—just as my glans was pressed against Xia's vaginal opening, and I was about to thrust forward for the final blow, Xia suddenly pulled her buttocks back, simultaneously pressing her hands against my chest, lowering her eyelids and whispering, "No. Don't do this..." I didn't pay much attention at first, thinking Xia was still feigning, so I held Xia's buttocks tightly and thrust my penis into her vagina.
But Xia twisted her waist and hips, preventing me from succeeding, and whispered to me, "Don't...go in, just like this...that's enough." I felt a surge of anger. You slut, you've made me so lustful, and now you want to back out?
It's like being half-full, still hungry.
I ignored Xia's soft pleas, only thinking about entering the temple and satisfying my hunger. While
we were locked in this stalemate, suddenly, the sound of a door opening and water being poured came from the dormitory ahead.
The sound seemed to be coming from Director Wu's room.
This suddenly jolted me awake to my surroundings. Xia stopped her struggle with me and, alertly, listened intently to the sounds coming from ahead.
Her eyes glanced towards the women's restroom in the darkness, as if ready to flee for refuge.
Fortunately, there was no sound of footsteps approaching.
But our sexual interest had long since vanished in fright.
Xia nudged me towards the dormitory, signaling me to leave first, and then, after a while, she quietly slipped back into her own room.
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××× In early July, everyone breathed a sigh of relief after successfully completing their six-month mission.
One evening, I went to the canteen to get bath water and found Xia boiling water. I went to Xia's side and dipped my hand into the large pot; the water wasn't very hot yet.
At that moment, Xia leaned back, her back pressed against my chest, and a fragrant aroma wafted from her. Xia might have turned to speak to me, but I felt her soft hand brush against my groin, making intimate contact with my slightly swollen glans, already aroused by her sweet scent, through the thin fabric of my trousers.
This stimulation sent a jolt through my penis, creating a large tent.
Xia glanced down, smiled faintly, and as she turned, rubbed her full breasts against my chest as she walked away.
I was stunned, feeling uneasy at this beautiful girl's bold behavior, and the long-suppressed desire flared up again. I
took a deep breath, scooped a bucket of warm water from the pot, opened the side door of the dining room, and without even locking it, stripped down to my underwear in the courtyard, washing my body and my raging fire with the water.
After showering for a few minutes, I seemed to hear faint footsteps in the restaurant, but I didn't pay much attention. Hearing the sound of bathwater, most people wouldn't come in.
A moment later, the slightly ajar door opened a crack, followed by a low chuckle.
I recognized Xia's voice. Ha, so bold! The sheep isn't afraid of the wolf, but the wolf isn't afraid of the sheep.
I strode to the door, pushed it open, and Xia was laughing and turning to run away. I stretched out my arm, laughing, and pulled Xia to my side.
Xia struggled softly with a giggle, her eyes constantly glancing towards the courtyard outside the restaurant.
I understood her hesitation, and pulled her tightly into the courtyard, bolting the side gate. I lowered my head and kissed Xia's face and behind her ears.
Xia quieted down, tilting her head back to let me kiss her.
While kissing Xia's rosy cheeks, I passionately stroked her back.
Xia shivered occasionally; to prevent this vixen from playing tricks on me and running away, I had to make it happen quickly.
I held her tightly and kissed her for a while before getting straight to the point. I reached down and slipped my hand under Xia's skirt, directly into her panties. My fingers traced a soft, lush patch of pubic hair, sliding into her plump, rounded vulva, already overflowing with moisture, a misty rain.
I slid my hand back and forth along her vulva a few times, then pulled Xia's panties down.
By this time, Xia was somewhat disoriented, her expression confused, her eyes misty. She involuntarily followed my raised leg, letting me pull her panties to the side.
To keep Xia in a state of lustful ecstasy, after removing Xia's panties, I didn't continue to remove her clothes. Instead, I held Xia tightly again, pulled off my only pair of boxer shorts with one hand, lifted Xia's skirt, and inserted my already swollen penis between Xia's bare legs. I groped and pushed the round, swollen glans along Xia's slippery, plump vulva, repeatedly prying and rubbing it back and forth.
Stimulated by this, Xia shivered twice, her smooth, rounded inner thighs twitching slightly, as if trying to clench and unclench, yet also wanting to open. She let out a quick, soft gasp, her mouth half-open, frozen in place.
Seeing Xia's mouth open, I quickly kissed her alluring red lips, sucking in several deep breaths, drawing in the sweet saliva from her mouth. Then I slipped my tongue inside, teasing and playing with her small, soft tongue.
A moment later, Xia seemed unsteady on her feet, her eyes closed, her body swaying precariously as if her bones had been removed.
With my left hand, I tightly embraced Xia's waist from behind, using my lower abdomen to push between her legs, quickly moving her to the edge of the pool. I positioned her buttocks halfway against the edge, then used my right hand to part her left thigh. Grasping my eager, swollen, and rock-hard penis, I pressed the glans against Xia's wet, slippery labia and moved it up and down a few times. Then, I aimed my swollen, round, and taut glans at the slightly parted, rosy opening of her vagina, ready to insert it. Just then, Xia, who seemed to have lost her will during the process, opened her eyes. Her watery gaze quietly watched me. I quickly returned her gaze with tenderness. In this affectionate exchange, I slowly thrust my hips forward, my large glans guiding the thick, hard shaft slowly yet firmly into Xia's vagina.
As my large glans penetrated her flower-like depths, Xia let out a soft gasp, her hips jerking slightly. She then gripped my arms tightly, arching her back and pressing her beautiful, flower-like face against my chest.
Seeing this alluring yet somewhat arrogant girl so lost in my embrace, a sense of pride welled up within me.
Xia's passage was perfectly open, yet neither too wide nor too tight, enveloping my large penis perfectly. I reached down, cupping her round, full, and elastic buttocks, and thrust my hips forward, propelling my penis rapidly through her body.
The abundant love juices within Xia's passage lubricated my burning-hot penis. Although it was extremely swollen, filling Xia's vagina to the brim, thrusting in and out was as easy as cupping in oil.
Just as I was about to slow my thrusting and strip Xia naked to fully appreciate the beauty of her body, Xia pressed her head against my chest, her hands tightly gripping my buttocks, her voice low like a sick person's groan: "No. Someone's... hurry... ah..." Her words reminded me that the time and place were indeed inappropriate for slow, gentle movements.
If someone else came to shower, especially Wu Lai... ah, fear mixed with a subtle stimulation made me abandon my desire to tease and appreciate the spring scenery.
Holding Xia's buttocks tightly, I thrust even more violently into the deepest part of Xia's vagina, immediately discovering that Xia's vagina seemed to have many gates, overlapping fleshy buds squeezing and pulling my swollen penis in and out with my rapid thrusting. Hehe, no other stimulation was needed; the mere friction between the vaginal walls and the head of my penis was enough to bring Xia and me to waves of pleasure.
Xia braced herself against my hips, her head slightly lowered, seemingly glancing at our point of contact from time to time. Her body undulated with my thrusts, her breasts heaving with each stroke. Curiosity piqued, I wanted to see Xia's expression, so I continued thrusting forcefully while lifting her chin.
Xia's body was burning hot, her face flushed, her eyes half-open, her lips slightly parted, her teeth clenched tightly. Seeing me lift her head to look at her, she opened her hazy eyes and met my gaze, her teeth still clenched, afraid to utter a sound.
Xia's alluring appearance deeply aroused me. I tightened my grip on her waist, and, gazing at her, thrust even harder, penetrating deeper into her flesh.
A moment later, Xia suddenly hugged my back tightly, pressing her legs together against my crotch. Then she pressed one hand firmly against my buttocks, her hot, wet face pressed against my chest, and a few low, muffled moans escaped between her teeth.
I knew she had climaxed, and time didn't allow me to delay. I released Xia's waist, slipped my hands under her armpits into her shirt, roughly pushed up her bra, and grabbed her not-too-large but very full and firm breasts. I pressed her buttocks firmly against the edge of the pool with my waist and abdomen, my thick, hard penis like a mad bull, drilling into the depths of Xia's vagina at an extremely fast pace.
In this frenzied and chaotic onslaught, I soon felt my penis swell and heat up, an uncontrollable urge to release rising from my testicles. I released her breasts, which I had kneaded until they were deformed, reached behind her and hugged her tightly. I pressed my lower abdomen against her mons pubis, my penis penetrating deep into her vagina, pressing against her clitoris. I—eliminated.
After this, Xia became even more feminine in my presence.
She would often steal moments to be intimate with me, touching, hugging, kissing, and cuddling.
I couldn't help but feel uneasy; under Wu's watchful eye, this would eventually be exposed.
I began to avoid Xia.
Actually, Xia only wanted to tame me, but things got out of control, and we ended up having a real affair.
My avoidance disappointed Xia, and over time she began to resent me, and started gossiping about me to Wu again.
I don't know what Xia said, but Wu gradually changed his attitude towards me, started picking fights, and often made things difficult for me.
Back then, I was arrogant and resentful: I offended Xia for your sake, and you actually believed that slut's words and made things difficult for me! Finally, one day, Wu and I argued about a work-related matter. I felt Wu was picking a fight and using it as an excuse to suppress me.
This time, I didn't back down and argued my case.
Seeing that I wouldn't back down, Wu felt embarrassed and we had a big argument, eventually slamming our fists on the table.
Eventually, the higher-ups were alerted, and the bureau sent someone to mediate, naturally siding with Wu, the station chief.
The final result was that I was reassigned to Longdian Town.
Actually, although I was somewhat disappointed, I didn't dislike going to Longdian Town.
Although Longdian Town wasn't the district government seat, it was about the same size, and its economy was even more vibrant than Longwang Town. Most importantly, my first woman, Zhen, was there.
Chapter Four
After dinner, I lay on the bed, bored, and closed my eyes to rest.
I've been in Longdian Town for three days now. Xiao Liu, who used to be stationed here, and I've switched back to Longwang Town. I'm now sharing a large house with Xiao Chang, my former dormitory colleague from Longwang Town.
Readers who read the first chapter will surely remember him—it was Xiao Chang who almost ruined my good time with Zhen.
Haha, good things often come with difficulties! I smiled wryly.
During this time, Xiao Chang has just started dating Xiao Jing, a girl in her final year of junior high school, who's not yet sixteen. They're really in love, and he's rarely seen, sometimes coming home very late at night.
Lying alone in bed, I feel even more lonely.
On my second day in Longdian Town, I took the opportunity of checking out the market to talk to Zhen and tell her about the situation. Of course, I didn't tell her about my relationship with Xia. She was happy that I came to work in Longdian. Because there were too many people around, I only exchanged a few words with her before parting ways.
This afternoon, I took advantage of some free time to go to Zhen's house. Zhen's parents were very happy to see me.
I also took the opportunity to find out more about Zhen's family situation.
In Zhen's semi-open courtyard, her parents and younger siblings lived in three west-facing rooms facing the corridor. Perhaps because Zhen was older, she lived alone in a small wing room inside the main hall.
The main hall was usually used for entertaining guests, but at night, the main door was bolted shut, and her parents would stay in the adjacent west wing. The main hall became Zhen's safe and secluded boudoir.
Having figured this out, a plan formed in my mind.
Although it was somewhat bold and risky, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
I was now conserving my energy and waiting for the right opportunity.
Finally, it was pitch black outside, and the surrounding noise subsided.
I checked my watch; it was five minutes to eight.
I had asked Zhen that afternoon and learned that they usually went to bed around nine o'clock to prepare for the next day's business.
Not wanting to wait any longer, I got out of bed and quietly went out onto the street.
The four- or five-meter-wide stone-paved street was quiet, with only a few dim lights shining from the windows facing the street.
I stumbled along, feeling my way through the mud, until I reached the entrance to the corridor next to Zhen's factory. I turned on my flashlight and headed towards Zhen's house.
I stopped beside Zhen's courtyard. The light
was on in Zhen's parents' room
, but the door was closed. The light was also on in Zhen's main room, but the door was also tightly shut.
I hesitated, not daring to knock, thinking: "Oh no, they're all home. What a wasted trip."
Just as I was about to turn back, the door to the main room opened.
In the light from the main room, Zhen, wearing only thin pajamas, carried a large basin towards the courtyard.
I laughed inwardly, following Zhen's footsteps
, and hurried towards the main room. Zhen was walking back when she looked up and saw me at her door. She was surprised, glanced at her parents' door, and followed me into the main room, casually locking the door behind her.
With a half-smile, she whispered to me, "You're so bold!"
I didn't dare to speak, just chuckled, took the foot basin from Zhen's hand, placed it on the wall by the door, and pulled Zhen's small hand in the other, leading her into the boudoir.
Zhen's face flushed red with embarrassment, letting me hold her in my arms and caress her delicate body.
I pressed myself tightly against Zhen's fair neck, breathing in the sweet, youthful scent emanating from her body after her bath.
It had been months since I'd been close to this alluring, beautiful body. I held Zhen tightly, my hands roughly kneading her smooth back and full, firm breasts. Then, I gripped her round, perky buttocks, thrusting my already swollen and erect penis deep into her crotch through our trousers, rubbing it vigorously up, down, left, and right.
Zhen was rendered limp by my almost frenzied teasing.
She rested her hands lightly on my shoulders, her head softly pressed against my chest, and a soft, sickly moan escaped her small nostrils.
Drawn by the sound, I reached out and lifted Jane's chin. Jane, blushing with shyness, her beautiful eyes half-open, her small, delicate mouth slightly parted, red and radiant, exhaling warm breath—utterly alluring.
I opened my mouth wide and captured Jane's delicate lips, my large, soft tongue invading her tender mouth, teasing her small, delicate tongue like an eagle playing with a chick.
Jane weakly directed her soft, fragrant tongue to fight the "intruder."
Soon, streams of sweet saliva flowed from her delicate mouth.
The saliva from a young girl's mouth tasted wonderful, without the unpleasant odor of an adult woman's breath; it was cool and refreshing, carrying a hint of a young girl's fragrance.
I loved the taste and sucked it all in, swallowing it.
Occasionally, I also fed Jane my own saliva, which she secretly swallowed as our tongues intertwined.
After a brief caress of my passion on Zhen's body, the restless young man's lust subsided, and I gently pushed her away.
Zhen, still dazed, weakly lifted her head to look at me, paused for a moment, and I chuckled at her. Zhen blushed even more, gave me a shy smile, playfully punched me, and then lowered her head again.
Gently stroking Zhen's delicate collarbone, reddened by my kisses, my hand slowly slid towards the buttons of her pajamas.
Zhen understood what I wanted to do, and holding my hand, she whispered, "Let's go to bed." Still a little worried, I asked, "Won't your parents come in?" Zhen looked at me, smiled mischievously, and said, "I'm sleeping, why would they come in?" She climbed onto the bed, lifted the covers, and slipped inside.
I quickly took off my clothes, leaving only my underwear, and also slipped into Zhen's bed.
Zhen lay flat, smiling at me.
I slipped my left arm under her neck and pulled her into my arms, while my right hand caressed her body.
Zhen had only taken off her pajama bottoms; her top and underwear were still on.
I reached my fingers inside Zhen's panties and pulled them down. Zhen turned to her side, allowing me to easily remove her panties.
I then pulled off my own, rolled over, and straddled Zhen. Using both hands, I quickly unbuttoned her pajamas and pulled them open.
Zhen wasn't wearing a bra after her shower, and her snow-white breasts were exposed before me, the pale pink nipples, as small as cherries, timidly perched atop her peaks.
I grabbed one in each hand and kneaded it like dough. I opened my
mouth and took one of the nipples in; it had a slightly salty body odor, very faint, while the fresh scent of a young girl after her bath filled my nostrils.
I reached down to Zhen's crotch; it was already wet.
My middle finger probed the entrance; it was slippery.
I parted Zhen's legs and, grasping my already erect penis, inserted it into her vagina.
With the lubrication from Zhen's overflowing vaginal fluid, my entry was relatively smooth.
With each powerful thrust, Jane writhed beneath me, her hands gently caressing my chest, her face filled with ecstasy and infatuation.
I supported myself with my hands, my lower body thrusting forcefully deep inside Jane.
Jane silently and obediently accepted everything I did to her, which deeply moved me.
I couldn't help but increase the intensity of my movements.
After a while, Jane seemed unable to bear it any longer and finally hugged me tightly, her body swaying rhythmically with my movements, her passage gushing out a lot of fluid, while the depths of her cavity contracted repeatedly, a suction force pulling my glans deeper into the depths.
"So good!"
I cupped Jane's face, chuckling as I thrust.
Jane looked at me with a smile, deliberately pouting, and said, "Hmph! You men enjoy this the most!" "Don't you women enjoy it?" I was a little skeptical.
"I'm not as comfortable as you. It doesn't matter if the woman is comfortable or not, as long as you're comfortable." "Why?" "It's always been the men who like doing this. Girls just play along with the boys they like. If you're comfortable, I'm comfortable too." I was touched, but the topic was a little sensitive.
Although we both knew we liked each other, we hadn't really talked about dating yet.
I was still a teenager, confused about the future, and didn't want to decide my fate too early.
I jokingly changed the subject, "Hehe, I don't believe you can't feel comfortable." I hugged Zhen's slender waist tightly and increased the frequency of my thrusts.
After a while, Zhen couldn't talk anymore. She wrapped her arms around my neck, squinted her eyes, and hummed softly.
At that time, I didn't know that women could have orgasms. I simply thought that the ending of sex was that the woman was comfortable and the man ejaculated.
I gripped Jane's waist tightly, thrusting for a long time in one go. I felt more and more fluid flowing into Jane's vagina, my thick, hard penis feeling like it was soaking in a pool of water. The vaginal walls, which had been tightly gripping my shaft, seemed to have become weak and slightly loose.
Looking at Jane, she lay limp beneath me with her eyes closed, letting me do as I pleased.
Without Jane's cooperation, my penile pleasure diminished considerably, and I continued thrusting for a while without feeling the urge to ejaculate.
Looking at the drowsy Jane (now I realized she probably had just orgasmed), I felt a little annoyed. I lowered my head, opened my mouth, and took one of Jane's breasts into my mouth, gradually tightening my teeth and biting lightly.
The slight pain in her breast finally made Jane open her eyes, and her vaginal walls, stimulated by the physical pain, contracted slightly, wrapping around my hard shaft again.
I seized this returned feeling of pleasure, held Jane's head in my arms, and used all my strength to thrust my penis deep into Jane's body.
Perhaps I used too much force, because the bed frame trembled unintentionally, creaking softly in the quiet night.
But at that moment, I was desperately searching for the feeling of final ejaculation, and I didn't care about anything else.
Just as I felt my penis getting hot and swollen, and a surge of heat rising in my lower abdomen, about to burst forth, a woman's voice boomed like thunder outside the door.
"Jane, open the door."
It was Jane's mother's voice.
Instantly, our movements froze as if struck by a spell, and then my once proud and erect penis, as if pricked by a steel needle, immediately went limp.
I panicked and tried to roll off Zhen, but Zhen was calmer than me. She held onto my still-lying body, gesturing for me not to move: "Mom, I'm asleep." I couldn't tell if Zhen's mother came in to get something or to talk to Zhen; my mind was a mess, and I didn't hear her clearly. Zhen kept saying she was asleep and wouldn't move.
Zhen's coaxing was enough to get her mother to give up.
Finally, her mother left, grumbling.
Hehe, I couldn't help but hug Zhen and give her a thumbs-up.
She chuckled smugly and teased me about my earlier panic. "
Hmph, of course you're not afraid in your own home," I thought to myself, trying to justify myself.
Seeing me still on top of her, Zhen playfully chuckled, "Want to keep going?" I mustered my courage: "I haven't ejaculated yet." I started to pull my penis out of Zhen's body.
Unfortunately, my penis didn't cooperate. Still trembling from the shock, my body hadn't recovered, and it almost fell out when I tried to pull it out.
I hurriedly and forcefully thrust into Zhen's body, pumping slightly a few times, but still no sign of hardening.
I grew anxious.
Zhen clearly didn't understand the situation, lying on her back with her legs spread,
letting me do as I pleased. Seeing Zhen still waiting for me to finish, a mischievous idea popped into my head.
I continued thrusting my still-soft penis inside Zhen, but seeing that I still hadn't achieved any hardness after so long, I simply stopped. This made my penis even softer.
Then, I pushed hard, as if desperately ejaculating, squeezing out a stream of urine that shot into Zhen's body like a water jet.
I quickly shut off the leak, preventing any more urine from escaping.
At that moment, I felt the warm sensation inside Zhen's vagina from the stream of urine I had ejaculated. I squeezed out a few more drops, and Zhen's vaginal canal felt like a cup full of water, my penis soaking inside, warm and incredibly comfortable.
A moment later, some fluid flowed from my penis out of Zhen's body.
Zhen immediately noticed and exclaimed softly, "Oh, you've made it, it's on the bed!" I quickly pulled away, and Zhen immediately used tissues to clean herself up.
Watching Zhen's busy figure, I felt closer to her.
After cleaning up, Zhen and I lay back in bed, embracing each other and sleeping for a while. Remembering that the gate to our rented courtyard at the station closed at ten o'clock, I glanced at my watch—ah, it was nine-thirty. I gently told Zhen that I had to go back.
Zhen was already sleepy. Hearing my words, she watched me reluctantly as I got dressed, then put on an overcoat, gently unlatched the door, hugged Zhen, and then quietly disappeared into the darkness outside.
Back in the large room at the unit, Xiao Chang hadn't returned yet.
I was used to this, quickly washed up, and then collapsed onto the bed, soon falling into a sweet dream.

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