Taipei's Famous Flowers, also known as Boundless Spring Colors (Uncensored Full Text)

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Synopsis:

Young Zhou Kecheng accidentally witnesses his Chinese teacher, Liu Cuiying, bathing and masturbating. From then on, he becomes addicted to masturbation, and his grades plummet. His father, anxious for his son's success, hires Ms. Liu as his tutor. Zhou Kecheng is overjoyed and tries every means to please Ms. Liu, aiming to possess her both mentally and physically. Later, Ms. Liu succumbs to his temptations and they have a sexual relationship .

Meanwhile, at a classmate's house, Zhou Kecheng is sexually seduced by his classmate's mother and...

********** ... I was reluctant, but school had already started, and there was nothing I could do about it! During dinner, I overheard my parents talking and learned that a female teacher from Taipei had rented the not-so-small room next to mine on the second floor. I immediately felt aversion towards her, knowing she always wore glasses and seemed unapproachable. Since the first day of school always brings its share of tedious tasks, I planned to go downstairs after dinner to organize my stationery for tomorrow and get a good night's sleep to prepare for those chores. As I reached the corner of the stairs on the second floor, I suddenly heard the sound of running water. Being only sixteen, in the midst of my curious teenage years, I felt an urge to peek... because I suspected the person showering might be the new teacher. From that corner, I looked through the window above the bathroom door. A naked woman flashed past my eyes. To get a better look, I quietly moved a small chair over, and I could see a young woman with her back to me, carefully washing her body. She gracefully washed her body, then turned around, revealing a captivating beauty. I never imagined such a stunning woman would appear in this small town, and to my astonishment, she was completely naked. She took the soap and gently slid it down her neck and breasts. I stared, stunned, at her firm, rounded breasts. Her hands simultaneously reached her chest, then abruptly stopped at the tips of her full breasts, teasing her pink nipples. Seeing this, an unprecedented excitement surged through me, and I realized my erection was about to burst through my pants. A blush, like the glow of sunset, rose on her beautiful face, followed by a soft "Ah..." I almost lost control. Her left hand remained on her nipples and the area around her breasts, while her right hand moved downwards, lingering on her lower abdomen before continuing its caress. By the time she reached the inside of her thighs, her breathing had become rapid. Her breasts and hips were exquisitely sculpted, as were her nail polished in crimson. Her slender waist and fair, rosy skin were incredibly delicate. I wondered, could such a woman, exuding both sex appeal and an air of nobility, truly be a teacher who spends her days with chalk? But these questions were irrelevant, for a captivating scene was unfolding... She unconsciously sat on the edge of the bathtub, her long, slender legs spread wide. I finally saw what lay beneath her—a pink bud glistening with dewdrops amidst her glossy pubic hair. Her right hand was reaching for it! As she touched it, she slowly lay down on the bathroom floor, shifting her position so that her left hand could also move downwards, gently caressing the inside of her foot. Finally, she inserted her right middle finger into that alluring flower, her full, rounded buttocks rising and falling in rhythm with her hand movements! What a stimulating scene! Instinctively, my hand became restless, touching that uncomfortable thing in my crotch. "Ah, ah... ah... um..." Her movements quickened and she moaned incoherently. She looked so beautiful at that moment. In this alluring picture, I believe anyone who saw her would do the same as me, pulling out their big cock and stroking it to their heart's content. Strangely, it's an animalistic instinct, something you do naturally without being taught. She went faster and faster, and finally, she let out a long breath... ah... oh, oh, oh oh oh, um, hmm... ah... ah... Then she lay motionless on the floor, her fingers still inserted in her vagina, and I ejaculated in an instant... A little while later, she stood up as if waking up, rinsed her body with water, and squatted down, her back to me, weakly washing that place. I watched her dry her beautiful body with a cloth before reluctantly going back to my room to sleep. I had just lain down when I heard the bathroom door open, and then the door to the room next to mine opened and closed. Ah, I almost forgot, she's actually the female teacher who's going to live in the room next to mine starting tonight. I really wish she taught middle school instead of elementary school, and I especially wish she could teach my class. If I could actually take her class, I'd be happy even if she gave me a zero for the semester! I'll never forget her elegant figure, beautiful face, noble temperament, and that passionate expression she had during her moments of passion. ************ Due to masturbation the day before, I almost missed school the next day, but I managed to get into the classroom before class started. After the head teacher came in, she started checking summer homework, then the second, third... all the same old, sallow-faced women. When it came time to introduce the last one—the Chinese teacher—everyone was already packing up, ready to clean the classroom and go home after the introductions. But when the Chinese teacher walked in, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at this so-called "Chinese teacher." Because she was so unexpected, her beauty captivated every student's heart. And I, my mind went blank, almost jumping for joy. The stubborn, unapproachable Chinese teacher I'd imagined was actually the vibrant, healthy, and joyful beauty I'd glimpsed last night! This world is truly wonderful! It's full of feeling! I carefully observed her. She wore a loose white top and a knee-length skirt. Her nail polish was gone, and she wore light makeup. Her elegant demeanor made her seem perfectly embody the meaning of "teacher. " "Hello everyone," she said, "starting this semester, I will be teaching your Chinese classes. I hope you will study diligently and ask any questions you may have." She puffed out her chest, pointed to her breasts, and continued, "Don't worry, just ask, and I'll find a way to help you." Then she wrote her name and introduced herself. What a beautiful name: Liu Cuiying. The first day of classes ended amidst enthusiastic applause. Back home, thinking about last night's events, I couldn't wait to rush into my room, pull out my penis, and fiddle with it until it finally softened. In the final moment, I dreamed of penetrating Ms. Liu's pink flower bud. I was overjoyed... Just as I was wiping my penis with toilet paper, there was a sudden knock on the door. I was afraid that I hadn't locked the door and my family might have seen me without my knowledge, so I nervously pulled up my pants and went to open the door. When I opened it, it was the female teacher I had dreamed of making love to. She was holding a basin of freshly washed clothes and politely asked me, "Excuse me, where should I hang the clothes to dry?" Her face was full of charming smiles. I was extremely nervous and stammered, "My, my room, next to, next to the balcony, there, that, that's fine." "Thank you, thank you!" She nodded and walked in the direction I pointed. I closed the door and looked out the window at her on the balcony, where she was about to hang clothes to dry. The sunset glow shone through her not-so-thick dress, highlighting her beautiful figure very clearly. My heart was pounding, and my manhood hardened again.

Finally, while secretly watching her, I masturbated again with abandon. As I ejaculated, she was bending over with her back to me, picking up a bra from a basin on the floor. Her round, warm buttocks were inches away… The next day, I spent the first two periods of class in a daze. The third period was Chinese class, and the thought of her appearing before me gave me a jolt of energy, and my penis immediately became erect.

Today she was dressed rather plainly, but it couldn't hide her captivating charm.

Since the third and fourth periods were both Chinese classes, there was enough time to write an essay, so she gave me the topic: "The most unforgettable thing during summer vacation." At that moment, I really wanted to describe what I had seen on the last night of summer vacation, but that was not allowed! My mind was a mess, and I hastily wrote something down.

Ever since I accidentally witnessed her passionate performance in the bathroom, I've been indulging in self-admiration once or twice a day.

After she recognized me as the landlord's son who lived in the room next door, she became even more attentive to me. This drove me even crazier. Every evening after school and dinner, I would find a chance to peep at her body from the bathroom.

The next evening, I was startled to find Ms. Liu there. I felt uneasy.

"Kecheng, you've really gone too far! How could you get such a score!"

"Starting tomorrow, I'll ask Ms. Liu to give you a good talking-to. You should work hard and never bring back such a grade again." Ms. Liu quickly said, "Alright, alright, Mr. Zhou, don't be angry. I'll talk to him and not blame him." My father calmed down.

The following evening, she gave me some problems to solve, while she moved her chair aside and picked up a book to read. Perhaps she had just played several intense tennis matches! She soon fell asleep, not even noticing the book fall to the floor.

I forgot to answer for a moment, gazing at her enchanting sleeping posture. I couldn't see her full, rounded thighs, since she wasn't in the bathroom, and she was still wearing a bright yellow skirt. Her legs, which had been closed, had slightly parted as she grew warmer in her sleep. Upon closer inspection, I realized she wasn't wearing any underwear.

I had longed to see her alluring vulva for a long time, so I stood up and quietly walked to her, sitting down on the floor in front of her chair. I peered carefully between her legs, and for the first time, I saw those enchanting petals so closely and clearly. I couldn't resist any longer, so I took out my penis and began stroking the glans. I couldn't control myself. With my other hand, I began stroking her toes, moving up her calves, then her thighs and inner thighs. She was still sleeping so sweetly. I began stroking my own penis, my hand moving from her inner thighs to the vulva I had been longing for, but I didn't dare insert my fingers like she did. I was afraid she would suddenly wake up. At this moment, the expression on her face had changed from elegant and demure to one of wanton lust.

Ah! A woman's vulva is so soft and moist! The feeling is just so wonderful. I pulled my hand out from between her legs, which were now spread wide open.

I stood up and slipped my hand inside her shirt, beginning to caress her full breasts, while my other hand continued to masturbate passionately. She, however, reached her hands between her legs and started doing it like she would in the bathroom. She still didn't wake up; I thought, she was having a beautiful dream! She lifted her skirt with one hand and inserted the other... I completely forgot my own existence. When I was about to ejaculate, I realized that my glans was right in front of her cherry lips, but it was too late. A stream of semen spurted out, covering her entire lips. She was awakened by this sudden sticky and powerful thing. She didn't expect my penis to be right in front of her, and her own delicate hand was...

She said in a panic, "Ah! You... I, I... How could you..." She glanced at my penis again: "So, so you're not a child anymore, but... you... how could you..." I thought I was doomed and didn't dare to say a word. I went to the bedside to get some toilet paper to wipe myself, then remembered Teacher Liu. I grabbed a stack of toilet paper and turned to walk towards Teacher Liu. She sat there helplessly, without saying a word. My penis, which was about thirteen centimeters hard when erect, went soft. I walked up to her and wiped the semen from her cherry lips. As I did so, I noticed she was secretly watching my penis… I was so nervous that I forgot to put it away and sat frozen on the edge of the bed, staring at her. She lowered her face, which was as red as a persimmon.

For about twenty minutes, neither of us said a word. As I gazed at her, I recalled my hand touching her soft, sponge-like breasts, and my penis hardened again, sticking out of my pants. During those twenty minutes, the blush on her face didn't fade at all; instead, it became even more alluring. Just as I became erect, she gently cleared her throat and looked up as if to say something. Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw my erect penis, and she quickly turned her head away. At this moment, her face was so red that even her ears were bright red. I stepped forward and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I had forgotten that I was standing with my erect penis facing her while she was sitting, just like before.

But this time was different. She reached out and gently patted it, saying, "Don't do that again!" Then she gently grasped it with her delicate hand, saying, "Okay?"

She tried to pull her hand back, but I held it firmly, letting it continue to gently squeeze it, while I began thrusting my hips in and out of her small hand. She tried to pull her hand away, but I held it tightly, and she knew she couldn't, so she

gave up and gradually cooperated with my movements. Perhaps because the previous encounter hadn't been resolved, this unintentional teasing of her hand with my penis gradually restored her charm from the bathroom. She began to stroke my penis, her eyes half-closed, softly moaning, while her other hand played with her own vulva. At this moment, she had forgotten she was my teacher; all respect was forgotten, and she was fully enjoying herself.

I think she was probably imagining the pleasurable scene of my penis entering her vagina!

Just as I was getting into the swing of things, and her delicate hands gradually loosened, she pulled her hands back, staring intently at my throbbing penis, and began to take off my pants. I couldn't wait to take off my own clothes as well. Then I saw her unzipping her short skirt.

Taipei's Famous Flower (Part Two).

Ah! So beautiful, what a beautiful thing! I was finally about to make love with the woman I had been dreaming of. Her skirt fell to the ground, forming a circle. She stepped out of the circle to face me, raised her hands, and closed her eyes, indicating that she wanted me to help her take off her bodysuit. I knew that she wasn't wearing anything underneath her bodysuit, so I was so excited that my hands trembled a little, but I still took it off.

We embraced naked. I was a little flustered when she started to kiss me. When she put her tongue into my mouth, it felt like I was being electrocuted. I also put my tongue in, and our tongues intertwined. She raised one leg and hooked it around the back of my thigh, rubbing it up and down. We stood there kissing for about two or three minutes.

My penis was pressing against her there, and I couldn't wait any longer. I reached out and swept her up to the waist, placing her on the bed. I pressed down on her, kissing her small, cherry-like lips tightly. Her breathing changed from rapid to moaning, and her hands roamed aimlessly over my back.

My hand explored her vulva; it was even wet with moisture. I slightly raised my waist, holding my penis, unsure of what to do next, when she reached out a hand to help me. Although she was holding it, I couldn't resist changing my mind when I saw her heaving breasts. I leaned down and gently pinched and sucked on her lovely, red nipples.

"Ah, so good, mmm..." Her hands began to caress my penis. After I had kissed her breasts enough, I was thinking about how to insert my penis into her alluring flower cave when I noticed that her middle finger was already inserted into her petals and stirring. I pulled it out, and she then pulled my penis with both hands, guiding it between her legs. However, to my utter surprise, just as the head of my penis touched her petals, she suddenly opened her eyes as if waking up and said, "No, no, I am your teacher, we can't do this kind of thing, especially since you are still young..." She kept shaking her head, not daring to look at me.

I couldn't care less about anything else. I lowered my body slightly, raising my hands to caress her breasts and luscious nipples, while my head moved between her legs, kissing her flower cave that could drive any man in the world wild. I sucked on it with my tongue, swirling it inside. I noticed something hard there, so I sucked it between my lips and

played with it. One hand remained on her breast, while the other gently caressed her round and slender thighs. She no longer resisted, her hands constantly stroking my head. My mouth's actions between her legs had worked, causing her to abandon all moral boundaries and become wanton.

"Ah...never...so...good! So good..." She began to writhe her alluring body. "I never expected...the child in my eyes, yes...ah...um, understands, understands so much...um, ah...so clingy...it feels so good!" I rubbed that hard thing around with my tongue.

"Good...good...ah...so good...ah..." She was already incoherent. "Teacher... here you go... here you go, ah, um, my little lover, sweetheart... so good... the one I've always dreamed of, ah... my bedmate..." I stood up, and guided by her slender, white fingers, I slowly pressed down, my penis gradually entering her alluring petals.

She raised her legs, tightly hooking them around my buttocks, frantically responding to my movements, thrusting her tempting hips up and down. I saw her starry eyes slightly open, her tongue pressed against her upper teeth, then rubbing her cherry lips back and forth, softly moaning, "Oh... um, um..." Her charm was incredibly captivating. I had remained silent until I saw this scene, and couldn't help but praise her: "Me? I'll love you for a lifetime." I thrust forcefully.

"You, you're laughing... laughing at me, I must look terrible right now, ah..."

"No, I love you to death, I'm going to fuck you to death... the most beautiful teacher in the world."

I passionately kissed her fragrant lips, sucking them hard. Her moans grew more urgent and incoherent. Suddenly, she squeezed my legs together with all her might, twisting her slender waist rapidly and kissing me even more intensely, our tongues almost tangled together. Deep inside, her penis contracted rapidly, and under this intense stimulation, I ejaculated into the depths of her vagina for the first time. We reached orgasm simultaneously and came to a standstill at the same time. I lay between her breasts and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was past midnight. My penis was still inside her. I gazed at her snow-white breasts, so perfect, and couldn't help but gently stroke them with my hands, taking her nipples into my mouth and teasing them with my tongue. After my teasing, her nipples quickly hardened, and my penis, still inside her, rapidly swelled.

She let out a soft moan, as if startled, and slowly woke up, lifting my busy face and gazing at me with deep affection. After a moment, she turned her face away, overcome with shame, and said, "Oh, I was so foolish to do this with my student..." My hand was still caressing her breasts, my penis still hard inside her.

"Teacher, I love you!" I said tenderly, expressing my innermost feelings.

"Kecheng, you're too young, you're only sixteen!" she said, blushing. "Although you're two or three centimeters taller than me and not small in stature, you're still a child... However, the way you acted just now was completely like a grown man, more like a man than many, many grown men." She paused, grabbed my unruly hand, and said, "Who taught you that?" "I love you, I will love you for all eternity. Please don't ask me these things. Actually, I don't know how I did these things." I said anxiously, afraid that she would leave me because of what happened tonight.

"You're too young, you don't understand what love is." "No, I'm not young at all. I love you, I love you, I'll love you forever." She didn't argue with me anymore, but just gently stroked my face with her delicate hand, saying to herself, "What a beautiful and refined face. Why didn't I notice it before? He'll definitely be handsome when he grows up." My hand returned to her chest, and I slightly twisted my lower body.

Her hand stroking my face gradually slowed down. Seeing that she didn't scold me, I increased the intensity of my movements a little. She began to close her eyes, her cherry lips slightly parted. I knew that I had aroused her desire again, so I relaxed and gradually increased the intensity of my thrusts, and kissed her slightly parted lips.

She made "mmm, mmm..." sounds from her throat, her hands constantly rubbing the back of my head, back, and buttocks... Her buttocks were already responding to my movements, rising and falling to meet me. When I thrust downwards, she braced her feet against the bed and arched her back forcefully... "Mmm... mmm..." Her cherry lips were still being kissed by me, so she could only hum "mmm, mmm." And this sound was more intoxicating than any fine wine.

I began to kiss her pink neck, my penis still moving in and out of her flower cave.

"Ah! Beautiful... beautiful... so beautiful, Ke Cheng... you... you're making Teacher fly... ah... mmm..." Her hands encircled my head in front of her chest, stroking my ears and hair. I moved my hand down her waist, touching her long and rounded thighs.

"Teacher, your whole body is a symbol of beauty!" I said, sweating and panting, "I, I will definitely love you well, love you!" "Kecheng, teacher loves you to death... faster, faster, ah... my Cheng... ah... fuck teacher to death... Cheng, Cheng, use... fuck harder..." She turned her head from side to side, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, and made incoherent moans:

"Fuck... harder... fuck your teacher to death... I... ah... I... love you... love you... Cheng..." Hearing her moan so wantonly and calling my name so intimately, I worked even harder. I really didn't expect that when a person falls into the tide of lust, she would seek satisfaction at all costs.

By this time, she had forgotten who she was and began to moan even more outrageously: "My... little... ah... fuck me... fuck me to death..." She was completely lost in the moment, her face showing a dazed expression. I was amused by her to the point of almost going crazy, thrusting deep and forcefully with each stroke. I finally couldn't hold on any longer and ejaculated my warm semen deep into her passionate petals. She seemed unsatisfied, holding me tightly, her lower body thrusting rapidly and continuously towards my still-erect penis. Finally, her plump buttocks were raised in the air, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, trembling continuously... I pulled out my penis and lay down next to her. She didn't say a word, turned to her side, held my penis, and fell into a sweet sleep against my chest.

Because of the sports meet the day before, I was supposed to have a day off the next day, as usual. But early in the morning, she woke me up: "Go upstairs for breakfast as usual, don't let them suspect anything." I sat on the edge of the bed, staring greedily at her slender yet alluring body, while she elegantly dressed and prepared to go back to

her room. I asked her for a kiss, and as I kissed her, my hand secretly slipped under her short skirt and gently caressed her petals. After breakfast, I lied to them, saying I was going out to see a classmate and wouldn't be home for lunch. Then I went downstairs, closed the door, and slept soundly all day.

After dinner, as I was in my room reminiscing about the passionate scene from the previous night, Ms. Liu opened the door without knocking and came in.

Today, she was wearing a black sleeveless halter-neck dress, the length of which was slightly below her knees. The dress was perfectly tailored, showing off her curvaceous figure, and she exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

I couldn't resist rushing forward and passionately embracing and kissing her. After only a dozen seconds, she pushed me away, gazing at me tenderly and saying, "You should study hard today." "No, I want to!" I said.

"Even if you do," she said, blushing and lowering her head, "you still have to finish your homework, okay?" I didn't say anything, but instead wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Her lower body was pressed against my hard member, and my hands began to roam over her hips.

"No, don't do this," she seemed completely unmoved as she pulled away from me, placing a delicate hand on my crotch and saying, "Bear with it, wait until you finish your homework!" I followed her hand down and realized that her slender fingers were painted with deep red rouge, even her beautiful toes were painted. No one could be more sexy than her like this.

"If you don't behave, your teacher will never talk to you again. I didn't expect you to become so 'bad' in just one night," she said, slightly annoyed. I had no choice but to sit down facing the desk, but I was captivated by her appearance today.

"I dressed up specially today because I was afraid you would laugh at my lapse in behavior yesterday, and I was afraid you would stop talking to me. So I put some effort into making myself look presentable. I only felt relieved when I saw you like this when I came in. Now that I've prepared, don't you feel reassured?" She looked at me with her clear, bright eyes and smiled, saying, "Alright, the sooner you finish your homework, the sooner you can finish it." I had no choice but to take out the test paper I hadn't finished last night and start answering it. She sat opposite the desk, resting her chin on her hands, watching me quietly. I hurriedly finished answering the questions.

"Okay, all done," I said, standing up to take off my trousers.

"Sit down!" she said, almost commandingly. "Can't you wait until I finish looking at the exam paper? Check it first, then..." I had no choice but to sit down, watching her intently checking my answers, wondering, "Is Ms. Liu really this calm, or is she just putting on an act?" Suddenly, on a whim, I lifted my left leg under the table and stretched it out towards her, placing it on her legs which were together. She gave me a playful glare and said, "Wait a minute!" as she removed my leg. About ten seconds later, I lifted my right leg and did the same thing. She hesitated for a moment and then removed it. I quickly followed suit with my left leg. This time, she didn't touch it, focusing only on the exam paper.

I gradually advanced, reaching towards the base of her legs. Her legs were no longer so tightly closed, slightly parted. I gently rubbed against her, but it wasn't enough. I slipped my toes through the gap in her skirt, my toes twitching restlessly, but she remained unmoved. My toes began to explore her petals. She tried to continue pretending, but her breathing became rapid, and her alluring place began to get a little wet.

Without thinking twice, I stood up and walked behind her, gently pulling her up. My hands, through her clothes, roughly caressed her firm breasts from behind, my erect penis pressing against her full buttocks.

"You're so naughty, so naughty...child, you're bullying...the teacher." She tilted her head back, her pink cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, her eyes closed as she said, "I'm...bewitched by you." Just as I was about to take off her clothes and grope her to my heart's content, she pushed my hand away, her shoulders slightly hunched, and with a sexy and skillful deft removal of her clothes, she pulled off her clothes. She was still "naked" underneath, and instantly her snow-white body was presented before my eyes.

She turned around, hugged me, and kissed me passionately, while reaching out to play with my penis. I pinched her already erect nipples, and we teased each other as we walked towards the edge of the bed. Just as I was about to grab her and throw her onto the bed, she raised one leg and placed it on the edge of the bed. Her two long, shapely thighs formed a right angle, and she slightly lifted her standing leg, pulling my penis towards her vagina. I inserted it smoothly. I never thought I could do this while standing, and I thrust excitedly: "Teacher, you really are my good teacher!"

"Ah, so beautiful... Don't call me... teacher, call me Cuiying... call me Sister Ying... you can... but don't call me... teacher, ah... um..." Stimulated by this wanton charm, waves of pleasure spread throughout my body, reaching far and wide. I kept whispering, "Cuiying, ah! My dear Sister Ying, your little brother loves you to death!" Just like yesterday, while I was still hard, she accelerated the movement of her hips, but after only a dozen or so movements, my penis accidentally slipped out. She hurriedly grabbed my hand and stuffed it into her...

"Quick, quick, use two... fingers inside... stir... stir." She was already blinded by desire. If I hadn't been holding her, she would have collapsed long ago. I held her and gently fell onto the bed.

She nestled in my arms, drawing circles on my chest with one finger, and whispered, "Kecheng, in the future when we... don't call me teacher, just call me by my name, or call me Sister Ying, or you can call me..." Her face turned red again and she didn't finish her sentence.

"What should I call you? Teacher, no, Sister Ying," I asked. Her face flushed even redder, and she patted my chest, saying, "No, I won't tell you, you'll laugh at me." "I won't laugh at you, tell me quickly!" "Call me Sister Qing, call me lover, and..." She stopped.

"And what else? Tell me quickly!" I pressed.

"Of course, I call you, call me wife, my dear wife!" she mumbled, burying her head in my chest. I was overjoyed.

"Yes, my good wife." I couldn't contain my joy, hugged her tightly, and kissed her passionately again. Although my penis was already swollen, it wasn't hard. She twisted and moved closer to my lower body, her jade hands carefully cupping my penis. After examining it closely for a while, she said, "It's so beautiful. I love you so much I'm going crazy. I never thought that at only sixteen years old, you would develop so alluringly." She kissed the glans, then took it all in with her sexy cherry lips, gently scraping it with her tongue, while her jade hands, painted with red, began to move up and down my penis.

After her teasing, my penis instantly became as hard as iron. When she scraped the head of my penis with her tongue, I felt like I was about to fly to the sky.

She scraped the base of my penis and scrotum as if she were addicted, her fair fingers still stroking my penis. I was so aroused that I felt like I was losing my soul: "Ah, my... good Cuiying, I'm so impressed, you... are really my good teacher... no, good wife, good lady." I thrust my lower body slightly, and she knelt on both sides of my waist, holding my penis and rubbing it against her petals, rotating it in circles. I felt that the whole place was sticky and wet.

With her eyes closed, she murmured softly, "Mmm...ah...let me do it to you...little...husband." She gently lowered her body, and my entire penis was deeply inside her vagina. I saw her breasts swaying back and forth, and I reached out to caress them.

Her firm, snow-white buttocks were moving up and down. "My darling...I'll...do it to death...ah, um, umm, ah, ah...it's so beautiful." I thrust continuously beneath her, my hand roaming between her full breasts and long thighs.

She moved faster and faster, leaning down to kiss me, embracing me passionately, and sucking on me forcefully. I imitated her, sucking hard, making her whole body tremble and her throat make continuous moaning sounds.

Her movements suddenly became much more intense, and I felt myself about to climax, so I kept thrusting forward. This time, we finally reached orgasm simultaneously… She lay on top of me, drenched in fragrant sweat. After a while, she lay down beside me, her face still flushed with desire, completely satisfied. We embraced and slept soundly through the night.

Taipei's Famous Flowers (Part Three).

The next day, I woke up just as dawn broke. She was still sleeping peacefully, a happy smile on her face. I gently kissed her, then sat on the bed, carefully admiring every inch of her skin.

I had seen many nude photos of women from classmates—movie stars, singers, famous women, both domestic and foreign—at least forty or fifty different women.

However, the woman lying naked and fast asleep on the bed at this moment embodied every advantage: she was tall, slender, and fit (164 cm tall, with measurements of 36-23-36

, and a weight of 49 kg... these were things she told me later), her skin was clean, smooth, and supple, and her everyday clothes were elegant and noble. The message emanating from her face made her beauty almost blinding. And when she entered the climax of passion and reached a state of self-forgetfulness, the flirtatiousness and lewdness she displayed had a different kind of charm...

I gazed at her peaceful sleeping posture, thinking about her usual classes at school, and how she had behaved in this room, on this bed, for the past two nights. My penis stood up again, ready to make a move, but looking at her tranquil sleeping face, and thinking about how exhausted she must be after two consecutive nights of madness, I couldn't bear to disturb her and let her continue to sleep.

Unconsciously, I gripped my penis, masturbating with the same excitement I felt when I first peeked at her through the bathroom window. The vibrations of my body woke her from her sweet sleep. Seeing me like that, she immediately hugged me and said, "Kecheng, don't do this. If... if you think like that, Teacher, no, Sister Ying will give it to you. Please don't do this again, okay? You know... even though we're ten years apart, but..." She said shyly, "But, since the night before last, I've... I've fallen deeply in love with you, Kecheng, you know that?" She sat behind me, one hand... She held me close, one hand caressing my penis, and said with boundless affection, "Come on, don't do it yourself, let's do it together." At this dawn, we once again passionately loved each other…

That day in class, I waited absentmindedly, finally anticipating the sixth period. She slowly entered the classroom, and when our eyes met, she seemed a little uneasy. Throughout the class, my heart was filled with joy; the feeling of "happiness" overflowed within me. Whenever she looked at me, I could see the same sincere and warm love radiating from her eyes.

That night, we played to our hearts' content twice more. She taught me a new position—she lay on the edge of the bed, legs on the ground, and I, half-standing, half-kneeling, inserted myself between her legs… Every night she came to my room wearing different clothes, exuding different charms. "Tutoring" became a legitimate excuse; in fact, we were openly enjoying our passionate lovemaking. During this time, she not only taught me some new techniques but also explained a lot about male and female sexuality, including my current puberty, masturbation, orgasm, the physiological development process, and women's menstruation, pregnancy, contraception, etc.

Gradually, we transformed our physical desire into a substantial spiritual love. We went from making love every day to once every two or three days, and then only on weekend nights each week.

Because we had love as our spiritual support, and she often told me, "Kecheng, this is a civilized and developed society. Only highly educated people can become leaders of society. For our future, you must constantly enrich yourself and improve your knowledge to stand at the forefront of the times..." So, whether at school or at home, I gradually became more focused and studied hard. With her careful and patient teaching, and those refreshing "frenzied weekend nights" every week as a break, my grades improved by leaps and bounds, and I became one of the top students in the class, unmatched by anyone.

Whether it was winter or summer vacation, or any holiday, she always stayed at my house and never went back to Taipei. Because my studies improved remarkably, my father was very happy. He waived her rent and renovated her room to look like a princess's boudoir. He also combined the bathroom next door with her room, making her bedroom a suite. My room also needed additional bathroom facilities (because there was only one bathroom on the second floor). Since the renovation was going to be done, he decided to make it magnificent and luxurious (partly as a reward for me).

My father even tripled her tutoring salary. She found an opportunity to get my father's consent and recognized me as her godbrother. In this way, although we were more affectionate in front of my father, mother, and grandfather (my father treated her like an honored guest and required her to have dinner with the family at least once a day), my family wouldn't suspect our relationship and would think it was just the affection that should exist between god-siblings.

Every Saturday, we took turns making love in her room or mine… Her income increased significantly, while her expenses decreased considerably. She used the money she saved to buy ginseng, tiger bone glue, seal penis, and many high-quality tonics for me. My physical development was more mature and substantial than most people's.

By the time I entered the third year of junior high school (which was still called "junior high" at the time), I already looked like an adult. By the time I entered high school, I was fully developed. In order not to leave Sister Ying, I stayed in town to attend high school, while she continued to teach at that junior high school.

One Saturday afternoon, because I had read a lot of books in the school library, it was already getting dark when I returned home. As I politely pushed open the door, I heard an unnatural sound coming from the garage.

"No, please show some respect, or I'll scream." It was a woman's voice, and I recognized it as my dear Sister Cui.

"Hey, if you want to die, you'd better not scream, or I'll kill you!" It was a man's voice, a bit deep. I thought for a long time before I realized it was the middle school discipline master's voice.

I held my breath and quietly walked over, leaning against the wall to look. I saw the discipline master holding a knife to Ying's neck! At this moment, she was leaning against the trunk of the car, her upper body lying on the back of the trunk, breathing in terror, while his other hand was wriggling inside Ying's skirt. Ying kept twisting and struggling.

"Despicable little man! Show some humanity!" Ying shouted angrily in a low voice.

"Humanity? Ha! How much is humanity worth? I've been watching you for more than three years, and I finally caught this opportunity." The discipline master said in a gloomy tone.

"If you don't let go, I'm really going to scream!" "Scream, you'd better call everyone here, look at you!" Then he roughly tore off her skirt and cut her shirt with the knife.

Yingjie was speechless, her body trembling uncontrollably. "No, please, I beg you, please let me go. I'll be grateful to you for the rest of my life, please..." She began to cry, wearing only her underwear and bra. He unhooked her bra, the knife still pressed against her neck, and lowered his head to suckle her nipples, his other hands reaching into her panties to grope her.

I was stunned by this sudden turn of events and couldn't utter a word. I stood there, watching helplessly as that strong, but crude and mediocre discipline master was taking advantage of my dearest Yingjie. I wanted to rush forward to save her, but I was afraid he would hurt her and harm her instead. I continued to watch helplessly.

"Spare me! Don't do this, I beg you..." "If you listen to me, I'll definitely spare you, but, hehe! You'll have to cooperate with me properly." As he spoke, he unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard, almost bursting penis. It wasn't dazzling, and it was dark, slightly crooked, and looked quite ugly. He grabbed her hand, forcing her to grasp his member, and hissed, "Move!" Yingjie couldn't utter a word, forced to obey and reluctantly began to move. His large hand forcefully explored her delicate, full breasts.

"So good, so good, so incredibly good! Faster! Ah!" he cried out in pleasure. I couldn't resist; I wanted to rush forward and kill him, but for Yingjie's safety, I dared not act rashly.

He suddenly grabbed her hair, shifted her position, and sat on the trunk lid. He pressed her head down, bringing it closer to his erect penis, commanding, "Eat! Eat! Suck! Suck it all!" I thought, this would give her a chance to bite off his member, but I was disappointed; she didn't.

Despite her repeated refusals, she still bent down and diligently sucked on it. Perhaps she was afraid of the knife pressed against her back! I thought.

"Yes, yes, that's it, suck it out, ah... a master at sucking dicks, good... good skill..." the discipline master exclaimed impatiently.

I was instantly consumed by jealousy and rage.

A moment later, the discipline master let out a long "ah," spraying his filthy semen into her mouth. She quickly spat it out, spitting repeatedly. He had forgotten himself; his hand loosened, and the knife fell to the ground. She picked it up casually.

"The opportunity has come!" I murmured to myself, oblivious to my own thoughts. She seemed to hear my voice, glancing towards where I was hiding to see if anyone was watching. Holding the knife in one hand and grabbing his penis with the other, she made a move to cut it off. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late; the entire situation had reversed, and his life was now in Yingjie's hands!

"Teacher Liu, please have mercy, please...please forgive me!" The discipline director clasped his hands together repeatedly, as if in a prayer, saying, "Please, spare me, Teacher Liu, I did this entirely out of love and affection. I was afraid you would reject me, so I resorted to this method. I'm despicable! I deserve to die! Please forgive me." "That's easy for you to say! You want me to forgive you? Why didn't you have any sympathy when I begged you for mercy just now!" Sister Ying was furious, "You actually insulted my body like that! See if I'll forgive you!" She made a gesture as if to cut it off.

The penis had completely gone limp, and when she gripped it tightly with her jade-like hand, it felt like a lump of flesh. He seemed to feel excruciating pain, frowning and pleading for mercy, "I beg you to forgive me, besides, I didn't really, really get you just now!" Sister Ying's heart hadn't completely softened, and ignoring his endless nonsense, she raised the knife and stabbed him hard in the thigh. He cried out in pain.

"Don't yell! What's a man yelling for!" Yingjie became fierce and shrewish. "Get out! Just pretend this never happened, get off me!" She released her grip on his penis and shouted. He quickly tucked it into his pants and scrambled out the door to escape.

I was overjoyed; at least the bad guy had received the minimum punishment. But I couldn't shake the memory of how carefully and diligently she had sucked his penis. While she was still cleaning up the mess, I secretly slipped upstairs to take a shower, changed into a bathrobe, and, my mind a jumble, went upstairs and ate a little something.

At the dinner table, she acted completely normal. It was as if what happened in the garage had never happened. I tried my best to appear natural, and thankfully, no one noticed anything amiss.

After dinner, I sat on the small sofa in the room, lost in thought. She arrived like a gust of wind, and I suddenly remembered that it was Saturday! I cast aside my jealousy and gazed at her with deep affection.

It turned out that after dinner, she had gone back to her room and meticulously applied makeup. She wore purple eyeshadow and blush, bright red lipstick, and painted her fingernails and toenails a vibrant red. Her hair was styled high to one side, and she wore a new-style off-white silk evening gown with a slit. As she moved, her long, shapely legs were faintly visible. I noticed she was also wearing a sheer silk lining, and her shoes were unlike anything I'd ever seen before:

several silver straps simply crisscrossing, creating alluring and sexy high heels. She exuded a blend of natural fragrance and perfume, radiating an irresistible allure. It

was truly incredible; she, as a "teacher," could play so many different roles. I remember once she dressed up as a European noblewoman, and her impersonation was far more convincing than you could imagine.

That time, in her room, she sat in a classic wicker chair, without taking off any clothes, lifting her skirt so I could freely fondle her. She wasn't wearing underwear under her skirt, but she was wearing garter belts.

Tonight, she resembled a sophisticated "sex goddess."

She sat down beside me, nestled against my chest, and said, "Kecheng, Kecheng, you are my dearest. To ensure you never tire of me, to ensure I always receive your love, I will change every weekend, so that I will always be a fresh object in your eyes, and let you enjoy the greatest joy in the world." I was so moved that I almost cried, and said excitedly, "Sister Ying, my beloved 'wife'! Even if it weren't for this, I would still love you for the rest of my life. I've already decided to love you." She pouted and said, "That's not necessarily true, you men..." As she spoke, she walked to the edge of the bed, faced me with my legs crossed, sat down, and continued, "Men are always fickle, you can't go wrong without a little something new..." Because her thighs were crossed, and her evening dress had a high slit, her milky white panties were clearly visible. Just

as I was about to rush forward and hug her, she seemed to have seen through my intentions and said, "Wait, don't be so hasty." Then she gave me a flirtatious wink.

She straightened her legs, took off her skirt, and lifted it to one side from the high slit. She turned slightly towards me, lightly licked her cherry lips, and gave me another seductive wink. Then, with practiced ease, she removed her stockings, one at a time, before turning to the other and removing the other. She crossed her legs again, looking at me alluringly.

She walked up to me, opened her mouth slightly twice, then turned her back to me and said, "Please help me unzip my back." As she spoke, she swayed her hips and sat on my lap. While I unzipped her back, her full, round, hot buttocks rubbed against my already hard and throbbing penis, and she moaned softly.

After unzipping, she stood up and, like a stripper, teased me until she finally removed the zipper, leaving her in only a milky-white half-cup bra and a similarly milky-white, semi-transparent thong. I couldn't resist any longer and reached into my robe to play with my rock-hard member.

She walked up to me, kneeling on the sofa with one knee to my left, facing me. She gradually brought her snow-white, delicate, and full breasts closer to my face. She reached her right hand into her left breast, groping, then pulled it out of her bra, and put her nipple into my slightly open mouth. Her left hand reached down to my crotch, brushing aside my hand that was "self-touching," and grasped my penis, stroking the glans with her thumb.

To allow more freedom to caress her body, I unhooked her bra and pulled off her panties.

Her lower body was already glistening with slippery fluid, and she restlessly stripped me naked as well.

She licked my ear like a dog, then down my neck, licking every inch of my body. My veins were about to burst. When she found my glans, she kept letting out wanton moans. I couldn't help but hold her head, and right there in her alluring cherry-like mouth, I began to thrust my penis. Just as I felt I was about to ejaculate, she left me, stood on the sofa, and straddled me, presenting her alluring pink, glistening petals, covered in her own juices, before my eyes. She swayed her slender waist, revealing an expression of extreme desire. Ah! Incredible female teacher.

I licked her slippery petals, teasing her clitoris. She finally couldn't resist anymore, bending over, her hands reaching behind her back, exploring my penis under her round, warm buttocks. She grasped it, lowered her body slightly, and firmly inserted it into her vagina.

"Okay, push... push harder... fuck me to death... ah... fuck your... goddess of sex to death..." She twisted and thrust wantonly, then lowered her head and kissed me fiercely. We did this for about five minutes. I felt my lower back getting a little sore from this position, so I stood up, our bodies still tightly joined. She hooked her legs tightly around my waist to keep from falling off.

We "walked" together to the desk, and I placed her on it. Our bodies hadn't separated during this time, so I continued thrusting while standing. This position saved us both a lot of effort and reduced the soreness.

"My little husband, do it... harder... fuck your slutty wife to death..." Her legs were still tightly wrapped around my waist. When I thrust forward, she pulled hard, making my entire penis completely disappear into her flower cave... Finally, when I was inside, she clung tightly and wouldn't let go, twisting and turning wildly, unconsciously moaning, "Hoo, hoo, hoo... I'm so happy... Sister is going to die, good brother... ah... brother... oh, oh, oh, oh, ah..." She stopped, her eyes closed as if in a coma, a sultry smile on her lips, she felt extremely satisfied.

But I was still hard, my engorged penis still thrusting in and out of her vagina. After a while, she opened her eyes, pushed me away, knelt in front of me, took my hot penis into her mouth, and used her sexy hands to wander around my lower abdomen and testicles, her tongue constantly scraping and rolling my glans.

When I felt like I was about to ejaculate again, she changed positions.

She lay on the floor, her hands squeezing her full breasts together from the edges. "Come on, kneel down, and insert it between them! Good boy, I suddenly thought of this method," she said seductively. I did as she said, kneeling down and inserting my penis between her high, pink breasts.

She gave me a seductive look, opening her mouth and slightly sticking out her tongue. When I thrust forward, she gently took it into her mouth; when I pulled back, her soft tongue under my glans thrust, rolled, and scraped upwards, making my whole body almost numb. After about forty or fifty thrusts, I couldn't help but feel a jolt in my lower back, and my semen sprayed onto her alluring face and white chest.

She wiped herself with toilet paper, then very carefully licked my penis, cleaning it thoroughly, and swallowed everything she licked off.

"Teacher, do you really love me?" I thought of what happened in the garage that evening, and felt dejected.

"It's not like we were in class before, why are you calling me 'teacher' again?" She asked, her eyes wide with surprise. "Besides, we're not in the same school anymore, and you haven't called me that at home for the past few years. What's wrong today? Sigh, teacher and student—don't you think it's strange?" She continued, playing with my limp penis. "Can't you see how devoted I am to you?" "Sister Ying, besides me, will you ever love anyone else?" "No, Sister Ying has completely entrusted all her feelings to you. I'm just afraid, just afraid that one day you'll find me too old and dump me." She said softly, looking at my face.

"I know you love me, but if one day I'm not here, and someone forces you to have sex with him, will you…?" I stammered out my inner thoughts.

"So, so you saw everything?" She was both shocked and ashamed, sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed and her head bowed.

"Why did you...why did you take his 'thing'?" "I had to submit to him so he wouldn't actually have me!" she said, sounding agitated.

"Then why didn't you resist?" "I did resist. If you had seen me, wouldn't you have seen me struggling and begging for mercy? And why didn't you come to save me?" She started to cry.

"I...I love you so much. I was afraid he would hurt you, so I didn't dare to do anything rash. Otherwise, I really wanted to kill him!" "Kecheng, I love you deeply too. The reason I took his...is partly because I didn't want to be really killed by him. Think about it, what would you do if I died?" Tears streamed down her face.

I sat down next to her, put my arm around her shoulder, and said, "Sister Ying, please don't cry anymore. Seeing you cry makes my heart ache!" I wiped away her tears and lifted her chin, gazing at her with affection.

"I just... seeing you suck him so carefully makes my heart ache, I'm so jealous! Because Ying-jie is mine, mine alone, and I won't tolerate anyone else 'using' you like that!" "

Doing that is just to lower his guard so you can punish him!"

"But I'm still jealous!" She wiped away her tears and said, "Are you jealous?" "Of course!" She laughed, a very happy laugh, and hugged me, kissing me wildly: "That's great, it means you love me." She rubbed my private parts vigorously and continued, "At that time, I imagined his ugly thing as your perfect work of art, otherwise, how could I have taken it in? Ah, my dear little brother! You make me so wet just thinking about you!" I reached out and felt it, and sure enough, her petals were covered with a thick layer of sticky fluid again. Her long legs kept twisting and passionately stroking my erect penis, and her delicate little hands moved up and down.

At that moment, I completely abandoned any so-called jealousy or resentment. I was intently savoring her focused little hands, and her smooth, fragrant tongue that was beginning to lick my thigh. Her bright red, sensual lips revealed an unquenchable thirst, constantly exploring and probing. When she sucked on my testicles, I really wanted to enter her warm mouth and play with it.

I forcefully rolled over, pinning her beneath me. Her legs were spread wide, and she hugged me tightly.

I grasped my penis, which had grown two centimeters longer (it was only thirteen centimeters the first time we made love), and rubbed it back and forth around her alluring thighs. She could no longer endure it; she grabbed my penis with one hand and pressed down on my buttocks with the other. I deliberately didn't thrust in, leaving it suspended in mid-air. She was already overwhelmed with lust, lifting her delicate and elastic buttocks and working upwards. When I finally penetrated her, she was panting heavily, letting out soft sighs. A feeling of tenderness welled up within me, and I gently stroked her soft hair, lifting her legs onto my shoulders and penetrating her firmly, thrusting in and out.

"Darling, ah...my, ah...my, genius...little husband! Ke...cheng...deeply...with...force...ah..." Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her mouth uttering incoherent cries, and she hooked one thigh around my waist, grinding it up and down against my back and thighs, while her body, which remained unchanged—thirty-six. Thirty-three. Thirty-six—writhed in pleasure like a water snake. As she gripped me tightly, convulsing, she shook herself violently and twisted upwards... Her whole body went limp, as if she were falling asleep, while I remained erect.

Her pitiful expression and figure ignited a passionate desire in me to kiss her, and we entered into a long, intoxicating kiss. I quietly lifted my hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed, letting her beautiful, shapely legs dangle to the ground, and I began to push her forward in a half-standing, half-kneeling position.

After about a hundred thrusts, she began to respond. While I lowered my head to suckle her bright red nipples, Zi wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me up as I straightened up. Now I was half-standing, while she sat with her legs wide open, her pink petals tightly gripping my penis, moaning lasciviously, "Pull it in... harder...! Good... good! Oh, oh... ah... press... harder, rotate...!"

I looked down at our joined lower bodies—with each thrust of my penis, her petals contracted and expanded, flipping in and out, and her face revealed a... An unprecedentedly alluring and seductive beauty, her soft tongue constantly licking around her cherry lips, invigorated me, and I thrust rapidly, ejaculating a stream of tingling and powerful semen deep into her petals… At the same time, she treated me with lavish hospitality, sucking and squeezing until I was almost out of my mind… I couldn’t help but moan happily and vaguely, “Mmm… Sister Ying… I… you… you really are… my… good ‘slutty sister’…”.

Taipei's Famous Flower (Part Four).

When I woke up, the sun was already high in the sky, and we were still in a state where we could do whatever we wanted at any time, our lower bodies tightly kissing each other, embracing each other face to face and sleeping on our sides.

I woke up first, was it the light shining through the white window? Her naked breasts still outlined a perfect and beautiful curve!

My penis couldn’t help but stir again, and just as it was about to get hard, she also woke up and quickly got up, leaving my penis lonely and empty.

"Kecheng, it's time to get up. Let's go for a walk in the countryside this weekend!" She pulled me up with a jerk and dragged me into the bathroom. We washed each other carefully, dried ourselves off, and prepared to leave the bathroom to pick up our clothes from the foot of the bed.

I suddenly remembered a year ago, not long after she moved in, before the bathroom and room were renovated, I had spied on her masturbating through the window of the old bathroom (which is now the bathroom in her suite)—"Sister, from now on, you can't accept any other man's things except mine. But you can't use a brush or a rolled-up towel wrapped in a plastic bag to replace mine, okay?" "How do you know you can use those things? I don't remember telling you this kind of common sense!" Yingjie said, blushing.

"I know, because I've seen you use them..." I realized I had slipped up and tried to stop myself, but I had already said the whole thing.

She was so surprised that she couldn't say a word. After a long while, she happily hugged me and said, "So, you've been eyeing me ever since I moved in?" She nudged my groin with her thigh.

"I... I saw it by accident! Especially since we weren't together yet... and you were the perfect teacher in my eyes. Every time you did it yourself, I would..." "You're bad! So bad!" She playfully slumped against my shoulder and chest. "So, you never had good intentions from the start! You're so wicked!" She stomped her feet repeatedly.

"If I weren't so bad, would you become my 'dry sister'—or some kind of 'wet sister'?" I said, playfully pinching her nipple.

"Bad, bad, so bad, I'm not doing it anymore, you're bullying your sister Ying!" She clung to my chest, desperately trying to be cute.

After a while of playing around, she got dressed and went back to her room. I also tidied myself up a bit and went upstairs to tell my father, "Dad, I'm going to go for a walk in the countryside with Sister Cuiying today. She'll be teaching me my biology internship." "Good boy, hurry up and go! Prepare plenty of food and drinks!" My father had always wanted me to study with my sister, so he cheerfully reminded me, "Remember to come back early!" We brought a clean camping blanket, each of us rode a bicycle to town and bought a lot of food before heading towards the river in the south of the town.

Upon reaching the riverbank, we placed our footstools on the embankment and walked hand in hand. The sun was blazing, but our hearts were overflowing with joy, and we had long forgotten the heat. Along the way, she taught me many things to identify and share common knowledge about plants, introducing me to mimosa, plantain, dandelions, and the white reeds that bloom everywhere in autumn—those white flowers, which I had initially thought were reeds, she told me the correct answer—there are no reeds in Taiwan; that grass should be called "reed."

As she explained, I listened attentively, and we walked for quite some time, having already walked the entire length of the embankment and a stretch of gravel path. By then, we were both feeling a bit hungry. Luckily, there was a clear pool of water not far away, with a large, dense tree growing beside it. We laid out our mats under the tree and enjoyed a hearty and pleasant lunch in its shade.

After dinner, I put my arm around her shoulder, and she put her arm around my waist. We sat against a tree trunk, admiring the ripples on the lake caused by the gentle breeze. Just as I was about to fall asleep, a pair of water nymphs appeared before us, their tails tightly pressed together in mid-air.

I was about to tell Ying-jie about this scene when she spoke up: "Ke-cheng, look at those two water nymphs..." She gestured with her delicate fingers: "They're mating!" "Why don't you say they're 'making love'?" She pouted and gently pinched my waist, saying, "Mating is mating, or you can say it's copulation! Lower animals don't have love!" "You're not a lower animal, how do you know?" "Anyway, I know!" she said, snuggling into my arms.

"Since you know, since God is at church today, teach me!" I said, quite inspired. She was taken aback at first, looking at me with confusion. I pulled her delicate hand further and pressed it against my private parts, saying, "Let's... mate!" "No, no, you've been bullying me ever since last night! I'm not doing it!" she struggled to get up and said coquettishly.

Looking at her charming appearance, I was already hard: "Since you don't like mating, then let's mate!" I also got up and tried to hug her, but she had already noticed and started running. I chased after her, and she dodged me by circling around thick tree trunks. I accidentally stepped on a rolling stone, and my body tilted and I slid into the lake.

"Haha! Serves you right, don't forget it's Sunday, not the weekend! How could you have such thoughts? This is karma, haha! Hahaha!" She laughed triumphantly: "The water is so cold, you've probably already shriveled up! Let's see if you still come." "As she spoke, she lifted her long skirt and pulled it off, revealing herself wearing only a tight-fitting panty—she wasn't wearing a bra—and leaped into the pool, intending to tease me.

Unexpectedly, the seventeen-year-old, virile me fell into the water, my penis still firmly lodged in my pants. I quickly stripped off my clothes to let it breathe, but it remained erect, showing no fear whatsoever.

Seeing her leap into the water, I immediately dove underwater to hide. When she surfaced looking for me, my hand reached for her beautiful petals, and I quickly rose to the surface beside her, embracing her with my other hand and giving her a passionate kiss. My other hand..." At the same time, I inserted my middle finger into the edge of her panties and started fiddling with it… She initially tried to struggle, but was subdued by this sudden stimulation. We stood in the chest-deep water, kissing tenderly. She reached out and grabbed my penis, already moaning. I gently pulled down her panties.

She skillfully spread her legs wide and wrapped them around my waist, pulling my penis into her warm vagina… This felt completely different from making love on land. We used only a light touch to thrust and pound each other freely. Besides, I was standing, and her entire body was clinging to me. How tiring it would be to do this in a room!

“Sister Ying! This is wonderful!” I said, both happy and playful. “Look, aren’t our genitals tightly intertwined? What are we doing if not ‘mating’?” She held my head, her two full and smooth breasts swaying gracefully in front of me. She didn’t say a word, her eyes half-closed, only making soft moans and groans. I buried my head between her breasts, rubbing my hair against her nipples.

"Let's mate tightly!" I said.

"You...you're so bad...my dear brother...you always bully me, ah...ah..." "I forgot you don't like to say—mate, so, then let's mate to our hearts' content?" I pressed her small waist down with both hands. At the same time, I thrust upwards with all my might, penetrating deep into the depths of her alluring flower cave.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...it's so good, ah...I'm going to fly to heaven...no matter...mate...or mate...anyway, Ying-jie has already let you...enjoy, you can enjoy...your Ying-jie!" She forgot that it wasn't the weekend and became more lewd than usual.

"Harder...faster...faster...ah...so good..." She suddenly hugged me tightly and kissed me passionately, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist and back, her lower body twisting rapidly, her mouth uttering muffled moans: "Mmm...mmm...hum...hum...hum...woo...mmm...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Her vagina tightened and loosened, and I, gripped by her, also climaxed with pleasure.

We maintained our original position and kissed for about a minute before I remembered her panties that I had taken off in the water. We searched for a long time without success, and she had no choice but to put on her loose-fitting long dress naked and head home in the evening breeze.

From then on, I always adhered to our tacit understanding—only making love on weekends. Because our feelings for each other were complex and rich, sex only became a small part of our lives.

She was my teacher in junior high school and also my tutor. Because my mother didn't care much for me, her only son, she was not only my dear sister Ying, but also embodied the image of a mother. Her usual demeanor was so elegant and graceful; she was practically a princess in my eyes, so unapproachable! Encouraged by love and family affection, I buried myself in my studies, always remembering her words—to stand at the forefront of the times—as my motto for self-improvement.

Among my classmates, there were many diligent students, but I noticed that they often secretly talked about matters between men and women during their free time. I occasionally overheard them and always thought they were incredibly ignorant. Obviously, some busybodies preferred to laugh at me for being a bookworm and boast about it to me. I often found it amusing but didn't want to argue with them, so I pretended to be stupid and listened to their nonsense.

Actually, I was perfectly capable of being their teacher in this area, yet they were busy peeping at the neighbor's young wife! Kissing a girl under a tree while on a date, touching his girlfriend's body... these kinds of trivial things are publicized like news, and the same thing is talked about repeatedly for a week. I think this is probably because they have never actually experienced the highest realm between men and women.

So, they would talk about anything they touched with great enthusiasm, and the more they did so, the less they could concentrate on their studies. This age is also a time of burgeoning romantic feelings, and without proper outlets and guidance, many became depressed—some excelled academically, while others were physically fit but academically disastrous, and still others were neither academically

nor physically fit. Only I was physically fit, academically the best in my year, and excelled in sports and extracurricular activities. My only "flaw" in my classmates' eyes was that I didn't have a girlfriend and never talked about girls.

Our school was co-educational, so there were quite a few girls. Some of the girls everyone considered beautiful would often try to woo me in the library, hallways, or cafeteria, but I always politely and peacefully declined.

Everyone knew that a beautiful female teacher from the city lived in my house, but everyone also knew that she and I were like siblings, so no one suspected anything. Finally, I was able to…? I was able to finish high school undisturbed and graduate with the best grades ever seen.

That evening after graduation, my father laughed heartily throughout dinner, repeatedly thanking "Teacher Liu" for her excellent teaching.

My mother and grandfather also seemed very happy.

It was Wednesday. After dinner, I went back to my room for a short while as usual, then picked up my books to prepare for the college entrance exam. When Yingjie came in, I had just finished reviewing the material she had given me the night before.

I was taken aback by her appearance. She had somehow gotten her hands on a high school girl's uniform and was wearing it, with her hair tied back in a ponytail (she couldn't cut her hair short, so this made her look like a young girl experiencing her first love). Her makeup was skillfully applied, but it looked completely natural!

"You think I didn't know you were quite the ladies' man at school!" she said seriously.

"Nonsense! I've always been well-behaved at school, and I've never mentioned girls or women in my conversations with classmates." "Then why do so many girls fawn over you and express their affection?" she said, pouting slightly, a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"It's because I ignore them, so they become even more curious! Doesn't that mean: besides you, I have no other romantic interest?"

"However, if those female classmates are a little more persistent..."

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