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After school on Saturday, Zhiming reviewed English grammar in the library. His eyes were on the book, but his mind was filled with the image of Kimizuria. How wonderful it would be to have a sister like that. As an only child, Zhiming had always felt dissatisfied with not having a sister. By the time he was in the upper grades of elementary school, he felt even more that it would be so great to have one. The older sister of a classmate who lived nearby treated Zhiming like a real sister, which made him so happy that it unconsciously turned into a faint feeling of first love. However, when his father was transferred and moved away, Zhiming's first love quickly disappeared like dew before the morning sun. His mother, Miri, who had also been an only child, understood Zhiming's loneliness and was a gentle and considerate mother to him. But Zhiming even felt annoyed by that kind of consideration, because a mother is, after all, a mother, and she was far from the position of a sister. Zhiming's adolescence, while not exactly dark, was still that of a very honest teenager. It was at this time that a woman appeared before him who was exactly like the sister he had always dreamed of—Kimizuria. Zhiming's heart was deeply shaken. For seventeen-year-old Zhiming, the age difference between him and Liya was too great, and because of this, his feelings of longing were all the more intense. He noticed that the way Liya looked at him was different from how she looked at other students; it was on Liya's first day of class. From then on, Zhiming would have a dialogue with Liya in his mind every time. "Teacher Liya is very beautiful today..." When he looked at her with those eyes, he felt that Liya's eyes were looking at him with particular vividness. "Teacher, you seem very sad..." When he looked at Liya standing on the podium with those eyes, her eyes seemed to answer. "Yes, I have many sad things..." Zhiming put down his English textbook, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at the white ceiling of the library. There appeared Liya's figure. "Today, the teacher's skin seems to have a particularly beautiful glow..." When he fantasized about Liya's naked body in his mind, as if by conditioned reflex, his young penis immediately became violently erect, and the pain that followed felt strangely pleasurable. Zhiming stood up to go to the toilet, knowing that such an erection would not subside quickly, and tried to relieve himself with his hand. Just then, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder. "That's amazing, still studying hard after school on Saturday." He heard Ms. Ria's gentle voice. A captivating fragrance wafted from Ria standing behind him. Zhiming began to feel nervous. "I saw you go into the library earlier. I thought you'd already left. Shall we walk together? I have so much to tell you. Let's walk together." Zhiming readily agreed. His eyes were drawn to Ria's slender waist and full hips as he walked out of the library. It was already early summer outside. "I wonder what she's up to…?" Walking along the tree-lined sidewalk beside the school wall, Zhiming was still nervous. "Today is my twenty-sixth birthday." Ria, walking ahead, suddenly turned around. Zhiming, who had been staring blankly at Ria, blushed. "Congratulations, teacher… happy birthday." Zhiming was unhappy with his stammering. "Twenty-six is a very delicate age for a woman." Influenced by Ria's playful smile, Zhiming also smiled. "Do I look that age?" Standing before a cherry tree with only green leaves, Ria struck a pose like a model, hands on her hips. Her prominent breasts pressed against Tomoaki. "Do you look young? Or old?" "I...I look young...very young." His voice trembled, even he felt embarrassed. "Really? Can I be like your older sister?" Yes, the ideal older sister... Tomoaki wanted to shout it out, but he could only nod. "Why don't you go home first, then come out again? There's a birthday party in my room today. Tell your family to come around six o'clock." The unexpected invitation excited Tomoaki. "Yes." Then he couldn't speak. He wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words. "So, you agree." Ria looked at Tomoaki's face, seemingly very happy. "Your home is in Minami-Azabu, right?" "Yes...How did you know, teacher?" Tomoaki was very happy that Ria knew his address, and his tone was like talking to a classmate. "I happened to see your information; it's not far from my apartment." "Where does your home, teacher, lie?" "Shiroganedai, also in the port area, and it's only a ten-minute drive." Ria took out a notebook from her purse, drew a simple diagram, and carefully wrote down the address and phone number. "This way you'll find it; don't lose it." She tore a page from the notebook and handed it to Tomoaki, their fingers brushing against each other. Ah, those were such fair and delicate fingers... Tomoaki's heart stirred. "Then I'll take you home." "What? Teacher, do you have a car?" "Yes. My uncle owns this building." Ria smiled as she looked at the building. "I can use the underground parking lot for free. I can't afford it with the salary the school gives me." As they entered the building, the middle-aged security guard greeted them politely. Seeing Ria thank him politely in return, Tomoaki felt a sense of comfort for some reason. The car was a conservative dark green, but streamlined. When he realized it was a Jaguar XJ, Tomoaki felt he was seeing another side of Ria. "So, Teacher drives such a nice car." "You have to keep it a secret, because the other teachers are all very conservative." Zhiming nodded vigorously, looking at the windshield from the passenger seat. The journey from Akasaka to Minami-Azabu was incredibly short. Zhiming wished he could just keep driving around like this. "Six o'clock, I'll wait for you." Getting out of the car in front of his house and watching Ria's car drive away, he felt a mix of emotions. He wondered who else had been invited to the birthday party… Ria, who rarely spoke in the past, was suddenly so friendly, and while Zhiming was happy, he also had questions. When he opened the door, his mother was arranging new flowers on the shelf in the entryway. They had a different fragrance than before. "You're back! It's so late today, and I haven't had lunch yet." "Were you waiting for me?" "You always call when you're late, why didn't you call today?" "I'm sorry." Zhiming didn't mention that he had been studying hard in the library. That wasn't studying hard, he was just lost in thought, thinking about Ms. Ria... During dinner, as usual, only his mother spoke, and Chiaki was the only listener. There was a very accurate fortune teller in the nearby apartment complex. The local neighborhood chief sold his land this year and moved to the suburbs. There was also the garbage truck that hit an old man... and so on. Only at the end did he say the important thing. "Dad will be back between Wednesday and Saturday of the week after next." His father, Shigemasa, was the manager of the Kobo branch of a trading company, and he went to work alone. Because it coincided with Chiaki's high school entrance exam, he had to leave his wife alone. He had just turned forty and was considered a future general manager in the company. According to past practice, he would be gone for about three years. He would return to Tokyo once a month for the head office meeting. He had a vacation every six months. No wonder Mom was so energetic... Chiaki secretly watched his mother's expression while eating. Chiaki had secretly witnessed his parents' intimate behavior about a year ago, on the eve of Shigemasa's departure for Hokkaido. Chiaki woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty and went to the kitchen. It was then that he accidentally saw his parents embracing in the bathroom. Seeing the adults' ferocity during intercourse, and witnessing his usually composed and considerate mother behaving like a prostitute, stirred a wave within him. It could be said that at this moment, Zhiming's puberty blossomed. Before this, he had already learned to masturbate, and his fantasy object was always his mother. He imagined embracing his naked mother, rubbing his erect penis. But recently, the object of his masturbation had gradually shifted from his mother to Ria. However, because he had witnessed actual intercourse with his mother, he felt intense pleasure from masturbating with her, while with Ria, it felt like something was missing. When his mother finished speaking, Zhiming hesitated, unsure whether to mention going to Ria's teacher's house. He only said he was going to see a classmate, and immediately changed the subject to his father's plans after his return. "Speaking of father, Mom perks up..." Zhiming responded to his mother's constant chatter, recalling the times he had secretly witnessed his parents having intercourse in the bathroom. His parents' bedroom was a side room on the first floor, a Western-style room with double-glazed windows. Knowing his father had returned from Hokkaido, Zhiming tampered with the window's sliding mechanism, leaving a gap of about one centimeter so it couldn't be completely closed. Although it was double-layered, one side was lace, allowing a view of his parents' room through the mesh. During intercourse, the lampshade would turn pink. Zhiming believed that was a signal of their sexual activity. Indeed, after his father went to Hokkaido, the pink lampshade turned beige. "Mom seems very happy." He wondered what kind of expression his mother would make if he said that. "Mom, do you want to have sex?" Asking that... Zhiming suddenly felt hot. "What's wrong? Do you have a fever?" His mother looked puzzled and placed her hand on Zhiming's forehead; it was cool and comforting. "Mom's hands are so cool and comfortable." Zhiming said, watching his mother's expression, while simultaneously recalling his mother's lewd posture, completely naked, riding on his father, uttering obscene moans.Zhiming placed his hand on his mother's, and she, as if it were an obligation, kept it on her forehead until he removed it. Zhiming returned to his room on the second floor and locked it from the inside. His lower body was already hot and erect. He took some toilet paper and gently rubbed it against his penis a few times before quickly ejaculating, the burning, pus-like sensation disappearing. Just then, he heard a knock on the door. "I need to do laundry, bring out your underwear." The door rattled. "Why did you lock the door? Are you asleep?" Zhiming quickly stuffed the toilet paper under the bed, wrapped a large sports towel from the desk around himself, and opened the door. "What are you trying to do looking like that?" His mother picked up the underwear lying on the floor. "I'm changing my underwear." "Okay... change your vest too, hurry up and take it off." Seeing Zhiming's slow movements, his mother grabbed the bottom of his round-neck vest and pulled it up. As it came off over his head, his mother's face was right in front of him, and he smelled a very sweet fragrance. Zhiming leaned his face close as if kissing, then sniffed like a puppy. "Mom...smells so good." His mother smiled, seemingly embarrassed. She flicked Zhiming's nose with her finger and left the room. Zhiming left home at 5:30. He told his mother he would be back around 9:00, but in his heart he hoped he would come back a little later. Since it was his birthday, he should give her a gift. He went to the shopping street to buy orchids. Although the expense of 1,000 yen stung, he was willing to spend it for Teacher Liya. He hailed a taxi and arrived at the apartment building in less than seven or eight minutes. "Everyone living here must be rich," the taxi driver sighed, looking at the apartment building's entrance. Indeed, Zhiming felt overwhelmed by the luxury. Liya's room was on the top floor. When he pushed open the entrance door, Zhiming had expected to see many shoes, but that assumption was completely wrong. There was only one pair of low-heeled high heels he had worn during the day. Ms. Ria, who came out to greet him, was dressed in a brightly colored, patterned dress with a matching headscarf. Young and beautiful, she made Zhiming's eyes widen in surprise. There was no one else in the room besides Ms. Ria. Was he the only one invited? "I was too lonely celebrating alone, so I invited you." Hearing this, Zhiming wanted to shout. Several bottles of wine and a mix of Western and Western dishes were laid out on the table. "Is it alright if I drink alone?" Ria seemed pleased as the two sat down facing each other. The way she slightly tilted her head was like an elegant and charming actress from a foreign film. "I can drink wine," Zhiming said excitedly. "I don't care." Not with a reproachful expression, Ria seemed to think for a moment, gave Zhiming a slight glare, placed a wine glass in front of him, and poured wine into it. "Tell me, why should we toast?" "Of course, it's for the teacher's birthday." A complex expression flashed across Ria's face for a moment. Zhiming, unaware of the conversation, continued, "Happy birthday, teacher." "Thank you." The gentle clinking of glasses made Zhiming's heart flutter even more. Their conversation continued uninterrupted as they ate and drank happily. "I remember you're an only child." Within thirty minutes, both their faces were slightly flushed. Seeing Zhiming's glass was empty, Ria poured him more wine. "Your parents must have loved you very much, right?" Zhiming wanted to affirm, but then deliberately said the opposite: "Not really." A disbelieving smile appeared on Ria's face. "What about your family, teacher?" "I'm alone too." "Oh, I see." "You used to have a younger brother. If he were alive, he would be twenty-one now." "Then..." He wanted to ask if he was dead, but felt it was too cruel to say. "My younger brother looked a lot like you. He died in a car accident around your age. On this very day..." "..." "So my birthday is also the anniversary of my brother's death. Oh, I'm sorry for saying something hurtful." "No, I shouldn't have asked that." "Let's be happy." After saying that, Ria took out the brandy again, poured it into a glass, and took a sip. She probably wasn't good at drinking and immediately choked. Zhiming went behind Ria and stroked her back. His fingers could clearly feel the hooks of her bra under her dress, and he felt flustered. If Ria would agree, he hoped to continue stroking her slowly like this. The soft touch of her back aroused the boy's desire. "It's alright, thank you." "Teacher, maybe we shouldn't drink anymore." Zhiming regretted saying that immediately. He was afraid that if she agreed, it would end their pleasant banquet. "I can't drink much, but I like this atmosphere." "I'm keeping you company, but I can only drink wine." "If your family finds out, it will become a problem for me." "I don't care, I can stay here too." After saying this, Zhiming was surprised by his own words. "Really? You can stay here?" "Yeah. I've stayed at a classmate's house before." "Am I a friend?" "Tonight is..." "You should call. Your mom will find out." "I'll lie to her." "What should I do... I don't want to teach a student bad things, but I really want to keep talking to you..." Ria saw her deceased younger brother in Zhiming. He looked exactly like her brother, Gao Guang. She was greatly shocked when she first saw Zhiming in Class 2-A. The thought that they looked so alike grew stronger and stronger, and she always wanted to talk to him, finally doing so in the library. The reason she chose this day was her birthday as an excuse, but the real reason was the anniversary of her brother's death. "Let's just say it was my own judgment." "What do you mean?" "The teacher didn't discuss anything with me, I just made up an excuse to call home." "What a bad kid." "Being with the teacher, I can be the worst kid." The alcohol in the wine clearly made Zhiming's tongue more nimble. Zhiming picked up the cordless phone on the table. He dialed his home phone number. The phone rang twice, and then the sound of a recorder came on. "Strange?" Hearing Zhiming's voice, Riya looked at him with a puzzled expression. "It's a recorder, Mom must be taking a shower, this is perfect." Zhiming pressed his hand against the microphone and smiled at Rimi, then resumed a serious expression and said into the microphone: "It's me... I'm staying at a classmate's house tonight because I need to study until very late. Goodbye." Zhiming hung up the phone immediately, giving Riya a playful look. "I don't know which classmate it is, so I couldn't reach them." "You're such a bad kid." Riya said this, but she looked very happy. "It seems I can drink a little more than usual." Ria gracefully shifted her crossed legs and picked up her brandy glass. Zhiming thought her red lips were beautiful. "Have you ever been to a disco?" "No, my sense of rhythm is terrible." "You don't seem like it... I think you must dance very well." "And you, teacher?" "When I was studying in America..." Ria glanced into the distance, then her gaze immediately returned to Zhiming's face. "In America, I had a lover, and we often went dancing together. My youth... yours is only just beginning." "Teacher, what happened to that lover?" "My youth is over." This sentence perfectly expressed the breakup with her lover. "Your youth also started from now." Zhiming truly thought so. "Teacher is beautiful, and lives in such a luxurious place. And she's young too." "But that's not enough. Because I've lost two things that sustain me." "Two things?" "My lover and my younger brother..." "I'll be Teacher's younger brother..." Seeing Ria's lonely expression, he blurted it out, but it was also Zhiming's true feeling. And, if possible, he'd also be her lover... "Thank you, I'm so happy." Ria reached out and took Zhiming's hand. "Your hand is so warm." Ria gently placed Zhiming's hand on her cheek. Zhiming felt a strange sense of emotion, gazing at this gesture. Did Teacher invite me here because I'm like her younger brother? Of course, he didn't feel resentful. If this could lead to closer intimacy, that would be great. "I want to be Teacher's younger brother." Zhiming declared unilaterally. "Hmm..." Ria's little finger hooked around Zhiming's little finger. "You agreed." "I agreed." "Shouldn't we rest now?" "I don't want to sleep yet." "But I'm sleepy." Ria knew her period was coming soon. Because it always happened like this. "Chiming, why don't you take a shower first?" "Please, teacher, go first." "Men first, my little brother never objects to me." "Yes." Chiming felt truly happy, like her little brother. The bathroom, with its light blue tiles, was quite spacious. Chiming felt a comfortable weariness. When he came out of the bathroom, he was so drunk his body couldn't move as he pleased. His legs wobbled, and when he looked up at the ceiling, he felt slowly spinning. He still managed to get dressed and leave the bathroom, returning to the dining room, where Ria was asleep on the table. "Teacher." Ria woke up immediately. "Oh, I'm sorry... you were sleeping in the Japanese-style room on the right side of the corridor. The quilt is ready, and there are pajamas, but they're women's." "Don't you want to take a shower, teacher?" "I'll go now, you go to sleep first."Zhiming entered the eighth seat's room. It seemed unused; the blankets were new. As he changed into his pajamas, he thought about how his teacher often wore them. The thought made him feel warm. He lay on the blankets, stretching out his limbs to cool his body and induce sleep. Perhaps because he wasn't covered, he woke up suddenly after a short while, feeling like he had slept for very short time. Just as he was about to crawl back under the covers, he heard something fall over in the bathroom, followed by silence. Feeling uneasy, Zhiming got up and went to the bathroom. Ria was sitting against the wall, a towel draped over her shoulders. "Did the teacher fall?" he rushed over. There were no external injuries. Her chest, covered by the towel, rose and fell slowly with her breathing. "Teacher..." he called softly, but there was no answer. He only heard regular, soft snoring. At least he felt relieved. As he was about to call out again, another Zhiming whispered in his mind, "Wouldn't it be better to just leave like this?" He heard the other Zhiming's voice. "What are you thinking? This is so wrong..." Zhiming banished the thought from his mind and mustered all his strength to lift Ria. He parted the towel covering her chest, revealing half of her bare breast. Zhiming felt his blood boiling. Was she really asleep? Entering the bedroom, Zhiming deliberately tossed Ria onto the bed as if she were nothing. "Hmm..." Ria's head shook two or three times, then she immediately lay back like a child, emitting rhythmic snores. The towel was parted even wider, exposing most of her breast. In Zhiming's mind, it felt like hundreds of clocks were ringing at once; his blood surged like a torrent in his veins, and his body felt like it was on fire. "Teacher..." he called softly, just to make sure Ria was sound asleep. Ria didn't move. Zhiming still anxiously looked around the room. The room was brightly lit, and the pink sheets looked beautiful under the light. It would be better if the light wasn't on... He pulled the bedside lamp to the side and adjusted the lampshade so the light wouldn't shine directly on Ria's face. He turned on the lights and then turned them off. The room's brightness decreased, creating a peaceful atmosphere. Zhiming stared at Ria without moving, his curiosity swelling to the point of near explosion. This feeling manifested itself concretely on the young body. The center of her pajama bottoms bulged high, revealing the shape of an erect penis. Intense desire overwhelmed Zhiming's rationality; only lust ran rampant. His beautiful prey slept soundly within reach. Zhiming gently pinched the towel with his fingertips, seeing black, curly pubic hair clinging to the base of her full thighs. "..." A gurgling sound escaped Zhiming's throat, startling him. Watching Ria sleep, he slowly moved his face closer. He smelled a faint fragrance. The sparseness of her pubic hair also surprised Zhiming, making her pubic mound relatively thick and prominent. It parted slightly below the knees, but her thighs were tightly closed, so nothing was visible there. Zhiming desperately wanted to see what lay between her tightly closed thighs. Zhiming's face and pubic hair were only twenty centimeters apart, each black hair clearly imprinted on Zhiming's retina. Zhiming's excitement had reached its peak. He felt like he was dreaming. Was this really happening in reality? Zhiming stroked the surface of his pubic hair with trembling fingers. Something felt like it was about to explode inside him. The slight touch of his pubic hair felt more comfortable than anything else, and he couldn't help but press his entire palm onto it. "Hmm..." For a moment, her breath seemed to stop, and Ria let out a soft moan. Zhiming was so startled that he almost jumped up, and hurriedly squatted down by the bed. Ria's body seemed to wriggle and sway. Zhiming crawled from the floor to the door, went into the kitchen to drink water to soothe his throat. He didn't go back immediately as if Ria would wake him, but there was no sound of Ria waking up. Zhiming quietly went into the kitchen, where a light was on in the bathroom. When he went into the dressing room to find the switch, he found Ria's clothes in the basket. He unfolded the patterned dress, revealing a light purple bra and panties. Without hesitation, he picked up the rolled-up panties and unfolded them. They were small, transparent triangles, slightly damp in the center. He held them to his nose, and a scent different from perfume irritated his nasal passages. This was a woman's scent… Zhiming pulled out his erect penis, clear fluid oozing from its tip. He wrapped the light purple panties around his penis. "Ah… Ms. Ria…" He closed his eyes, looking at the pubic hair he had just seen, and began to gently rub it. In less than a minute, Zhiming ejaculated with a soft groan. The semen emitted a strong odor. Normally, this would have ended there, but this time, it was just the beginning. The small, shrunken penis, still dripping fluid, seemed to want something more. Zhiming looked into the bedroom again. Ria was still asleep. The towel covering her body was completely spread out, rendered useless, and her snoring was louder and more rhythmic than before. Zhiming watched the woman's body undress. His penis immediately swelled fiercely, asserting its presence. Zhiming picked up a bath towel and tossed it beside the bed. This left Ria completely naked. Zhiming knelt by the bed, gently placing his palms on her thighs, enjoying the pulsating sensation from there, then her lower abdomen, and then her breasts. When he covered her pubic hair with his palms, Zhiming could no longer restrain himself. He moved to Ria's feet, grasped her ankles, and slowly spread her legs apart, watching her pubic hair sway, her labia parting like a door opening. Finally, a pink slit appeared. The seventeen-year-old boy's heart nearly burst at the sight of a vulva he was seeing for the first time. This was a woman's vulva… Zhiming got into bed, intending to enter between Ria's legs. He was very careful not to wake her. He placed his hands on either side of Ria's body, allowing her to assume a push-up position. However, this prevented him from using his hands to guide his penis. The first step should be aligning the glans with the vaginal opening. But he didn't know where the vaginal opening was. Thighs rubbed against thighs. Ria moved slightly. The glans touched the soft flesh, causing a slight tremor throughout his body. In that instant, he lost his balance, his weight pressing down on Ria. "Ah..." Zhiming and Ria both gasped softly. Ria was surprised, Zhiming was overwhelmed by the pleasure of his penis being enveloped by the longed-for vaginal flesh. "What... what is this?" Before Ria could fully comprehend the situation, Zhiming held her tightly, his body convulsing violently. "Ah... no!" By the time she realized what was happening, Ria had already been ejaculated. Ria's uterus was being washed by a large amount of semen, and despite her confusion, she could still feel a comfortable sensation, enjoying the pleasure of womanhood.The sparse pubic hair surprised Zhiming, making the Venus Hill appear relatively thick and prominent. It parted slightly below the knees, but the thighs were tightly pressed together, obscuring the area. Zhiming desperately wanted to see the area between the pressed thighs. His face was only twenty centimeters from the pubic hair, each hair, gleaming black, clearly imprinted on his retina. Zhiming's excitement reached its peak. He felt like he was dreaming. Was this truly real? Zhiming stroked the surface of his pubic hair with trembling fingers. Something seemed to explode inside him. The slight touch of the pubic hair felt more comforting than anything else, and he couldn't help but press his entire palm against it. "Hmm..." For a moment, her breath seemed to stop, and Ria let out a soft moan. Zhiming was so startled he almost jumped up, quickly crouching down beside the bed. Ria's body trembled slightly. Zhiming crawled from the floor to the kitchen to drink water to soothe his throat. He didn't go back immediately, as if Ria would wake him, but there was no sign of her waking up. Zhiming quietly entered the kitchen; a light was on in the bathroom. As he went into the dressing room to find the light switch, he found Ria's clothes in a basket. He flipped open a patterned dress and saw a light purple bra and panties. Without hesitation, he picked up the rolled-up panties and unfolded them. They were small, transparent triangles, slightly damp in the center. He held them to his nose; a scent different from perfume irritated his nasal passages. This was a woman's scent… Zhiming pulled out his erect penis, clear fluid oozing from its tip. He wrapped the light purple panties around it. "Ah… Ria-sensei…" He closed his eyes, looking at the pubic hair he had just seen, and began to gently rub it. In less than a minute, Zhiming ejaculated with a soft groan. The semen emitted a strong odor. Normally, this would have ended there, but this time, it was just the beginning. The small, shrunken penis still dripped fluid as if it wanted something more. Zhiming looked into the bedroom again. Ria was still asleep. The towel covering her body was now completely spread out, rendering it useless. Her snoring was louder and more rhythmic than before. Zhiming watched as the woman's body undressed. His penis immediately swelled and asserted its presence. Zhiming picked up the towel and tossed it aside. Now, Ria was completely naked. Zhiming knelt by the bed, gently placing his palms on her thighs, enjoying the pulsating sensation from there, then her lower abdomen, and then her breasts. When he covered her pubic hair with his palms, Zhiming could no longer restrain himself. Zhiming went to Ria's feet, grasped her ankles, and slowly spread her legs apart, seeing her pubic hair sway, her labia parting like a door opening. Then, finally, a pink slit appeared. The seventeen-year-old boy's heart almost burst at the sight of a vulva for the first time. This was a woman's vulva… Zhiming got into bed, wanting to enter between Ria's legs. He was very careful not to wake her. He placed his hands on either side of Ria's body, allowing him to assume a push-up position. However, this prevented him from using his hands to guide his penis in. The first step should be to align the glans with the vaginal opening. But the location of the vaginal opening is unknown. Thighs rub against thighs. Ria moved slightly. This allowed the glans to touch soft flesh, causing her whole body to tremble slightly. In that instant, she lost her balance, and the weight of her body pressed down on Ria. "Ah..." Zhiming and Ria both let out soft gasps. Ria was surprised, while Zhiming was experiencing the pleasure of his penis being enveloped by the longed-for vaginal flesh. "What... what is this?" Before Ria could fully understand the situation, Zhiming hugged Ria's body tightly, causing her to convulse violently. "Ah... no!" By the time she realized what was happening, Ria had already been ejaculated. Ria's uterus was being washed by a large amount of semen, and even in her confusion, she could still react comfortably, enjoying the pleasure of womanhood.The sparse pubic hair surprised Zhiming, making the Venus Hill appear relatively thick and prominent. It parted slightly below the knees, but the thighs were tightly pressed together, obscuring the area. Zhiming desperately wanted to see the area between the pressed thighs. His face was only twenty centimeters from the pubic hair, each hair, gleaming black, clearly imprinted on his retina. Zhiming's excitement reached its peak. He felt like he was dreaming. Was this truly real? Zhiming stroked the surface of his pubic hair with trembling fingers. Something seemed to explode inside him. The slight touch of the pubic hair felt more comforting than anything else, and he couldn't help but press his entire palm against it. "Hmm..." For a moment, her breath seemed to stop, and Ria let out a soft moan. Zhiming was so startled he almost jumped up, quickly crouching down beside the bed. Ria's body trembled slightly. Zhiming crawled from the floor to the kitchen to drink water to soothe his throat. He didn't go back immediately, as if Ria would wake him, but there was no sign of her waking up. Zhiming quietly entered the kitchen; a light was on in the bathroom. As he went into the dressing room to find the light switch, he found Ria's clothes in a basket. He flipped open a patterned dress and saw a light purple bra and panties. Without hesitation, he picked up the rolled-up panties and unfolded them. They were small, transparent triangles, slightly damp in the center. He held them to his nose; a scent different from perfume irritated his nasal passages. This was a woman's scent… Zhiming pulled out his erect penis, clear fluid oozing from its tip. He wrapped the light purple panties around it. "Ah… Ria-sensei…" He closed his eyes, looking at the pubic hair he had just seen, and began to gently rub it. In less than a minute, Zhiming ejaculated with a soft groan. The semen emitted a strong odor. Normally, this would have ended there, but this time, it was just the beginning. The small, shrunken penis still dripped fluid as if it wanted something more. Zhiming looked into the bedroom again. Ria was still asleep. The towel covering her body was now completely spread out, rendering it useless. Her snoring was louder and more rhythmic than before. Zhiming watched as the woman's body undressed. His penis immediately swelled and asserted its presence. Zhiming picked up the towel and tossed it aside. Now, Ria was completely naked. Zhiming knelt by the bed, gently placing his palms on her thighs, enjoying the pulsating sensation from there, then her lower abdomen, and then her breasts. When he covered her pubic hair with his palms, Zhiming could no longer restrain himself. Zhiming went to Ria's feet, grasped her ankles, and slowly spread her legs apart, seeing her pubic hair sway, her labia parting like a door opening. Then, finally, a pink slit appeared. The seventeen-year-old boy's heart almost burst at the sight of a vulva for the first time. This was a woman's vulva… Zhiming got into bed, wanting to enter between Ria's legs. He was very careful not to wake her. He placed his hands on either side of Ria's body, allowing him to assume a push-up position. However, this prevented him from using his hands to guide his penis in. The first step should be to align the glans with the vaginal opening. But the location of the vaginal opening is unknown. Thighs rub against thighs. Ria moved slightly. This allowed the glans to touch soft flesh, causing her whole body to tremble slightly. In that instant, she lost her balance, and the weight of her body pressed down on Ria. "Ah..." Zhiming and Ria both let out soft gasps. Ria was surprised, while Zhiming was experiencing the pleasure of his penis being enveloped by the longed-for vaginal flesh. "What... what is this?" Before Ria could fully understand the situation, Zhiming hugged Ria's body tightly, causing her to convulse violently. "Ah... no!" By the time she realized what was happening, Ria had already been ejaculated. Ria's uterus was being washed by a large amount of semen, and even in her confusion, she could still react comfortably, enjoying the pleasure of womanhood.

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