[The Adorable Girl] [The End]

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The term "A-tou" was originally used for young women, but only if you knew her and she knew you. Now, not many people understand this term anymore; people have replaced the affectionate "A-tou" with "la-mei" (spicy girl), regardless of whether you know her or not. When
I met A-tou, I was newly married and very young. A friend of mine lived in the countryside of southern Taiwan and had a house in Taipei, so he rented it to me. Because he was a friend, the rent was very cheap, and I was essentially looking after the house. Since I was newly married and quite poor, I moved in. The house wasn't small, about 30 pings (approximately 13.3 square meters), with three bedrooms, a living room, and a bathroom. It felt a bit empty with just my husband and me living there. We
lived there for over six months. During that time, my landlord friend never said a word, and I sent him the rent money back to the south every month. One day, I suddenly received a call from the landlord. This landlord was from the countryside, and his speech was a bit unclear. It took me a while to understand that he had another acquaintance who wanted to move in with me.
The landlord said the man was very simple-minded, a solo shopper who frequented Hong Kong. He spent most of his time there and didn't normally need to rent a place, but since he had just gotten married and had a wife, he wanted a room temporarily, mainly for his wife. He might move to Hong Kong soon, so he asked me to discuss giving him a room. Since I couldn't refuse, the deal was settled.
A few days later, the landlord personally came north and brought the shopper and his wife to my place. Now I was a sub-landlord. The landlord's friend wanted the shopper to pay me the rent monthly, which was fine. The problem was… the shopper was very polite, and quite old, probably in his fifties. I was still under thirty that year. When I first saw the shopper's wife, I was stunned!
Following the solo traveler in, the landlord introduced his wife as a young woman under 20. She was fair-skinned, not exactly beautiful, but young and with a good figure. Her luggage was minimal: four large suitcases—the kind you take abroad—four big suitcases, nothing else.
The landlord's friend introduced the traveler, surnamed Li. He immediately handed over his business card, repeatedly saying thank you and apologies, seeming quite polite. Introducing his wife was even simpler; he said she was young and naive, and I should just call her A-tou.
That was my first meeting with A-tou. Until the traveler took A-tou to move, saying they were going to Hong Kong, A-tou lived in "my house" for over a year, and I always called her A-tou, never knowing her real name.
Once the solo traveler settled in, he indeed spent more time in Hong Kong than in Taiwan. He would go to Hong Kong for at least ten days to half a month, and return to Taiwan for only one or two days. He would actually stay at my house for at most one night. Sometimes, it would be a whole month with just the girl. As a result, I had two women in my house. One was my wife, who was about my age, almost 30, and heavily pregnant, about seven or eight months along. The other was a girl who was seventeen or eighteen years old. What was really bad was that once this girl stayed for a while and got to know me well, she didn't treat me like a man at all. Because it was summer, she would wear just a pair of shorts and a t-shirt all day at home, exposing a large section of her white thighs. That was fine, though. Sometimes she would go completely bare-chested and not even wear a bra. But this girl's breasts were quite large, bulging, and if she bent over slightly, you could almost see right through them. It made me really angry. I don't know if she was really pregnant or not, but she would just sway back and forth all day long.
Whenever the shopper came back, he would only stay one night and then disappear again the next day. The girl didn't seem to care whether her husband was home or not; she always acted that way. The shopper didn't seem to care about her either. The more I looked at this couple, the stranger it seemed. A man in his fifties was never home, sometimes for ten days or half a month at a time, and when he did come home, he only stayed one night. His wife was only seventeen or eighteen. How could this man be so carefree? Unfortunately, I couldn't find the shopper, so I had to ask the girl.
I found a time when my wife was home, but I was too afraid to be alone with the girl. I didn't know how she was outside, but at home, with her outfit—hot pants so short they barely covered her underwear, revealing a large expanse of her white thighs, and a t-shirt without a bra, her nipples barely visible—who knew what might happen if I was alone with her? So I had to have my wife with me before I dared to talk to the girl face-to-face.
As soon as A-tou heard I had something to ask her, she suddenly sat down next to me, still dressed the same as before. I looked at A-tou; my wife was right next to me, and A-tou was just leaning against me, nothing seemed to happen. I sat on the sofa, with a woman on each side, one of whom was dressed very scantily and was very young. The unique fragrance of a young girl wafted over me, and for a moment, I felt an impulse, an urge to reach out and hug A-tou. I took
a deep breath and slowly exhaled. A-tou sat quietly, waiting for me to ask her.
Slowly suppressing the pink thoughts in my heart, I asked the question I wanted to ask. It was the first time I had spoken to my daughter so closely. She was right next to me. If it weren't for my wife, just my daughter and me... My daughter listened as I asked her, "Daughter, your husband is always going to Hong Kong, and he's gone for so many days at a time. What kind of business is he doing?"
I had to find out. With such a person living in our house, constantly traveling between Taiwan and Hong Kong, and often not at home, if something were to happen, I would definitely be the scapegoat.
My daughter had no idea what I was thinking. As soon as she heard my question, she immediately said, "Coffin!" When I heard those two words, I really didn't understand. "Coffin," I knew, everyone knows what a coffin is. The problem was that it was such a huge and heavy thing. Were Hong Kong people crazy, buying coffins from Taiwan? Nobody sells coffins in Hong Kong!
I really didn't understand. I turned to look at my wife, who was also looking at me. I knew she was like me, understanding but not really comprehending.
Knowing I didn't understand, A-tou added, "A coffin, a jade coffin, made of jade, small, for holding ashes, not one of those big ones."
"Oh!" I let out a long "oh," a coffin like that.
A-tou, worried I wouldn't understand, continued, "It's made of jade, that kind of Taiwanese jade, like jade bracelets." She pointed to her wrist as she spoke. A-tou's thighs were quite white, but her arms weren't as white. However, because she was young, her arms looked translucent, her fingers slender, almost tempting to taste.
"I know, I know," I said, reaching out and pressing down on A-tou's arm as she gestured. The moment I touched her arm, a smooth, slightly cool sensation washed over me.
Touching another woman in front of my wife, even though it was just a slight touch, gave me a dazed feeling. I quickly withdrew my hand and asked my daughter, "Why does your husband leave after just one night every time he comes back?" My daughter looked at me and said, "He goes to Hualien. Besides jade, he also wants some marble products. Hualien produces marble, and he always goes to Hualien to bring some back to Hong Kong."
I gradually understood the smuggler's itinerary. Although the smuggler lived in "my" house, he was actually not as familiar with me as my daughter. This daughter was quite interesting. She was not as clueless as the smuggler claimed. My daughter said her family was very poor, living in the mountains. Girls couldn't help with household chores and earn money, so her father was so poor that he sold her. The one who bought her was the smuggler, introduced by the landlord!
When I first heard this, I was truly shocked. It's said that no one starves to death in Taiwan (this happened over 20 years ago, around 1975, when Taiwan's economy was just beginning to take off, but there were still many poor people in the countryside and mountains). How could someone be selling their own daughter, and I just happened to witness it? But my daughter seemed resigned to her fate. In the mountains, there were really no other options. She had at least graduated from elementary school, and the trafficker was willing to pay, even saying he would take her to Hong Kong someday. As soon as she heard about Hong Kong, she was completely captivated. Besides, it would earn her family some money. Whether she could actually go to Hong Kong was uncertain, but at least she was definitely going to Taipei. So she didn't complain and went with the trafficker. Listening to this, I felt like I was back in 1930s mainland China—selling children, and the children accepting their fate. Haha, I don't even know how to describe it!
As A-tou spoke, she leaned closer to me, her face resting on my shoulder, her eyes closed, one hand tightly gripping mine, most of her body leaning against me, half her chest pressed against my arm. A wave of youthful fragrance assaulted my senses, and her full breasts pressed against my arm, making my head spin and my lower body rapidly engorged with blood. I turned to look at the room; my wife, heavily pregnant, couldn't sit for long and had already gone into the room to lie down. Only A-tou and I remained on the sofa.
Suddenly, A-tou rolled over, pressing her entire chest against mine, her arms wrapped around me, her cheek against mine, and whispered in my ear, "Hold me, hold me!"
A-tou's closeness, her breasts pressed against my chest through only two thin layers of clothing, her delicate cheek against mine, caused my penis to swell. My erect penis, confined within my trousers, felt somewhat uncomfortable. I shifted slightly to create more space for my erection, and while holding A-tou close, I gently stroked her back through her clothes, saying, "A-tou, my wife is in the room; it wouldn't be good if she saw us!"
A girl turned her mouth to the side, blocking mine. Her tongue was already inside mine, and a stream of saliva flowed from her tongue into my mouth. I couldn't help but cup her cheeks in my hands, using my tongue to push her tongue back into her mouth. I then forcefully inserted my own tongue into her mouth, sucking on it. A girl made soft "mmm, mmm" sounds. After a while, she pushed me away, panting, and said, "Don't be afraid." After a pause, she added, "Pregnant women get tired easily and fall asleep as soon as they lie down. Let's be quiet so we don't wake her." "Quietly?" Good heavens, I was holding a woman in my arms, kissing her passionately, my penis almost bursting through my pants, and this woman was telling me to be quiet.
As soon as she finished speaking, she crossed her arms, pulled up the bottom of her t-shirt, and it came off.
A-tou was only wearing a t-shirt, and when she took it off, her upper body was completely naked. It was the first time I had ever seen A-tou's naked body. Her chest was white, her two breasts were round and full, the nipples were erect, and the areolas were small, surrounded by a light pink ring. Her lower abdomen was flat. It was a beautiful and radiant young girl's body, even more beautiful than my pregnant wife. A-tou
, with her bare upper body, reached out and unbuttoned my shirt one button at a time. Before I could even take my shirt off, her naked upper body was pressed against my chest, her breasts pressed tightly against me. She continued to take off my shirt.
The two naked bodies were pressed tightly together. Although A-tou was already married, because she had only recently lost her virginity, her breasts were soft yet firm, and I could feel the two erect nipples pressing against my chest.
I stopped talking, reached out, unbuttoned A-tou's shorts, and pulled them down.
A-tou lifted her buttocks, and the shorts were off. I couldn't see what kind of briefs A-tou was wearing. I pulled on her briefs with both hands, and A-tou lifted her buttocks again, and A-tou was completely naked.
I was busy taking off A-tou's pants, and A-tou was also taking off my pants, almost at the same time.
A-tou and I were both completely naked. Naked A-tou straddled me, reached out and guided my erect penis. With a slight guidance, my penis was already pressed against A-tou's vaginal opening. I saw A-tou push down, and with a "thud," my burning penis was fully inserted into A-tou's tight vagina.
Aya hugged me, letting out an "Oh," and her buttocks began to rise and fall. Her tight vagina gripped my penis tightly. With each rise and fall, Aya let out an "Oh, oh." I held Aya with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, saying, "Don't make a sound, don't shout, or you'll be done for if you wake my wife.
" Aya made a "Mmm" sound and intensified her buttocks' rise and fall. Perhaps to avoid waking his wife who was sleeping inside, or perhaps because of the pressure from Aya's tight, youthful vagina, my orgasm came quickly. A tingling sensation ran up my spine. I held Aya with both hands and said, "Aya, I'm going to cum."
Aya didn't answer, only "Mmm," and hugged me tightly. Just before I ejaculated, Aya's vagina contracted in waves; she orgasmed even faster than me.
In Aya's orgasm, my penis trembled, and streams of hot semen shot into Aya's vagina.
Holding her tightly, after the climax subsided, I said to her, "Okay, get up, don't wake my wife!"
She hummed in agreement, grabbed her panties with her right hand and her t-shirt with her left, lifted her buttocks, covered her vulva with her left t-shirt, and quickly grasped my limp penis with her right panties. At the same time, she squatted down, her free left hand cupping my scrotum, while her right panties wiped my penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid. She tilted her head back slightly, pouted, and made a kissing motion.
I smiled, enjoying her wiping of my penis, and pointed my right index finger at her pouting lips, saying, "Feels good, doesn't it!"
"I won't tell you!" she retorted, reaching between her legs again, covering her vulva through her t-shirt, standing up, holding her panties in one hand, and quickly going into her room.
Watching my daughter's naked back enter the room, and then looking at my limp penis, I quickly got dressed.
I sat back on the sofa, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, tilted my head back, and slowly exhaled, watching a wisp of white smoke rise. In the hazy smoke, right here, separated from my wife by a door, was my young daughter...
I looked at the two doors, wondering what tomorrow would bring. I stubbed out the cigarette and went into my room... (2)
"Ring... Ring..."
At 6:30 in the morning, every day at this time, the alarm clock rang on time. My wife, because her due date hadn't arrived yet, still had to get up early to prepare to clock in at 8 o'clock.
"Lazybones, get up, still sleeping?" My wife was always the first to get up.
"Hmm! I'm up, I'm up." I straightened up, sat up, and turned to look at my wife. Her low-cut nightgown revealed her two full breasts. Because of her pregnancy, her breasts appeared even fuller, and her nipples, not yet having given birth, were still pink. I deliberately avoided looking at her protruding belly, and grabbed her full breasts through her clothes. Hey! I couldn't even hold them in one hand!
"What are you doing? Stop making noise so early in the morning!" My wife reached out and pulled my hands away from her breasts.
"It's rock hard this early in the morning!" I pulled back the covers and pointed to my erect penis.
My wife reached out and grabbed my erect penis: "I'll help you cool down when you come back tonight. Stop making a fuss now, you have to go to work, it's not good to be late!"
"Phew!" I took a deep breath. Even through the layer of underwear, the warm feeling of a woman holding my penis was different from my own hands.
My wife gripped my penis tightly twice, then released it, saying, "Time to wash your face!" and left the room.
Watching her retreating figure, I got up, put on my clothes, and the playful banter of the morning put my mind at ease. At least my wife was completely unaware of the passionate encounter with my daughter in the living room last night. My daughter was right; pregnant women are easily fatigued and sleep soundly.
After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I turned and left the bathroom. My daughter was standing in her bedroom doorway, smiling at me. She was still wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Looking at her white thighs, I remembered how naked she had been the night before. In my haste, I hadn't really looked closely at her naked body. Just as I was thinking about her naked body, my wife's voice rang out: "Are you done? Breakfast is ready!" "
Oh! Ready, ready!" I replied to my wife, then said to my daughter, "Daughter, let's have breakfast together."
My daughter smiled but didn't answer. My wife's voice came again: "Yes, breakfast. Fried dough sticks and sesame flatbread with iced soy milk. My daughter bought it. You didn't need to ask, hurry up!"
"Hey!" I looked at my daughter, unsure what to say. My daughter made a face at me and turned to my wife at the table, saying, "Sister-in-law, I'll do it!"
The two women worked together, and three breakfasts, one for each of them, were already on the table.
I sat down at the dining table, glanced at my wife and daughter, then looked at the fried dough sticks and iced soy milk on the table. I cautiously asked, "Did you buy this, daughter?"
My wife glared at me: "I didn't go out, the fried dough sticks and sesame cakes didn't come to me by themselves!" My daughter, with one hand supporting her chin and the other holding the iced soy milk, said slowly and thoughtfully, "I got up a little early today, so I went to buy some breakfast." She paused and then asked, "Do you like it?" "Yes, yes, fried dough sticks and iced soy milk are my favorite." As soon as she finished speaking, she took a big bite of the fried dough sticks and sesame cakes.
"You bought breakfast for me and didn't even say thank you! Who do you think you are?!" My wife added after I took a bite of the sesame seed cake and fried dough stick.
Before I could even swallow, with my mouth full of food, I quickly said, "Thank you, sir!"
Covering her mouth with one hand, my daughter smiled but didn't reply, just staring at me.
It's rare to have the chance to look directly at my daughter so closely, so I took the opportunity to get a good look at her, especially her face.
Her hair was medium-length, just reaching her shoulders. Her face was surprisingly oval, the kind of oval face you see in paintings of classical beauties. Her eyebrows were neither thick nor sparse, her nose looked very straight, and the two prominent lines below her nose and around her mouth were particularly striking. And her lips—well, this girl had applied rouge early in the morning! Her lips weren't large, but the rouge accentuated their sharp angles. Her chin had a beautiful curve. Her ears were hidden by her hair, and her cheeks looked rosy, probably due to her youth. Overall, she wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she had the air of a young girl from a painting.
The girl ate her fried dough sticks and sesame flatbread in small bites, occasionally taking a sip of soy milk. She looked at my wife, then turned to me and said, "Chuyi, are you free today?"
"Are you free today?" What was this girl doing? In broad daylight, with my wife right next to me, she actually asked me, "Are you free today?" Of course I was free, but because of my wife, I had to play it safe.
"Yes!" I replied to my daughter, then asked, "Why?" This time, my daughter didn't tell me. She went straight to my wife and said, "Sister-in-law, I have something to do today and need to go to Songshan. I don't know the way, and I'm a little scared to go alone. Can I borrow your husband to come with me?"
This girl is lying. She's using her sweet talk on my wife. I wonder how my wife will react.
Without a second thought, my wife immediately chimed in, "On the first
day of the lunar month, help my daughter out. Find some time to take her there. She hasn't been in Taipei long, and Songshan is far away. What if she gets lost?" "Sure, sure," I replied. This was called being ordered to cheat. My daughter had approached me last night, and she was planning it again today. This time, she was being open about it, but my wife didn't understand. But what could she do? With such a young and beautiful woman at home, something was bound to happen sooner or later, especially since she was heavily pregnant. Although we still had sex, the frequency had increased, which made me angry. I didn't care about my wife's pregnancy and insisted on having sex with her. But my wife kept saying things like, "It's not good to be pregnant," "Once a week is enough," "Be careful not to put pressure on your belly," and so on.
A heavily pregnant woman's abdomen presses against her uterus, pushing it forward. During sex, my wife reaches orgasm very quickly, sometimes even two or three times in a row. However, because of her pregnancy, many positions are restricted; she can only perform the standard positions and has to be careful not to press on her belly, making it less than satisfying.
Now, a girl is filling that void. My wife doesn't know yet, and her husband is far away in Hong Kong, so of course he knows even less. But what will happen in the future? If I sleep with this girl during the day, and my wife wants a checkup at night, how will I explain it?
I quickly pulled myself back to reality and told my daughter, "I'll go out for a bit this morning to make some adjustments. I'll be back around noon, and then we'll go to Songshan together, okay?" "Okay!" my daughter hummed in agreement and then added, "I'll cook lunch, you come back for lunch, and then we'll go." After saying that, I turned to my wife and said, "Sister-in-law, thank you!" My wife looked at me and said, "Look, they're inviting you to lunch! Do your part and help them out!
"
"Yes, yes, I'll definitely help!" How do you know I won't help? I helped them once last night, and it looks like I'll have to help them again today. This time, I'll help them properly and thoroughly... "Okay, that's settled then. I'll come back around noon. Let's hurry up and finish breakfast, there's traffic this morning! We'll be late if we delay any longer."
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It was not yet noon, around 11:30, when I got home and parked my motorcycle. When we got married, finances were tight, and we couldn't afford a car, so we bought a motorcycle, a Suzuki 100. The Japanese pronunciation of Suzuki sounds like "shush-shush-qu," but for my daughter, I would never "shush-shush-qu."
I opened the front door, and a delicious aroma of food wafted in. It seemed my daughter had actually cooked!
I opened the screen window and entered the living room. My daughter's voice came from the kitchen: "Chuyi, you're back. It'll be ready soon."
"Daughter, don't rush. It's just lunch, two bento boxes will do." "Coming!" My daughter said, holding a plate that looked red. I couldn't immediately tell what it was because I was already drawn to her clothes; what she was holding seemed unimportant!
A-tou came out of the kitchen and placed the plate on the table. There was a 90-degree turn in between. As A-tou turned around, I saw her back was completely bare. There were no bra straps, no panties, just a smooth back. Only the strap of an apron was tied in a bow on her buttocks. Her buttocks were smooth, and her long, slender legs were also white.
With just this one move, I was defeated. Looking at A-tou's youthful body, only wearing an apron, I felt like I had been struck on an acupuncture point. I just stood there, my penis in my pants bouncing like a spring.
Sometimes when my friends talked about romance, I would often say loudly: "Even if a woman is naked, as long as I don't touch her body, don't even think about me getting hard!"
This time, without even touching her, my penis was already hard. This girl, A-tou, was completely naked in front of me last night, and I didn't react this enthusiastically. How come today, just seeing her bare back and big white buttocks, I reacted so enthusiastically? What if I stop?
No, no, I took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, then inhaled again, then exhaled again. I only took two deep breaths before Ya Tou put down her plate, walked towards me, reached out and hooked her arms around my neck, then kissed me.
A warm, smooth, and tender body pressed against me, her breasts only separated by a thin fabric, pressed tightly against my chest. My penis was no longer under my control, hard as iron, pressing against Ya Tou's inner thigh.
Ya Tou reacted immediately, reaching down and grabbing my erect penis through her pants,
moaning "Mmm!"
My left hand caressed Ya Tou's smooth back, while my right hand gently stroked her bare buttocks.
I knew Ya Tou had set a pink trap today, but I didn't expect it to be so direct. I fell deeply in love the moment I walked in. This Ya Tou, she's got a way with people, she really knows how to do things.
After a passionate kiss, A-tou pushed me away, her right hand still gripping my erect penis. She said, "Eat something first, the food's still hot. After we eat, we'll have some fun..."
Eating, joking—I was in the throes of passion, my penis burning hot. How could I hold back without taking care of it?
"No, let's have sex first!" My right hand reached up from A-tou's plump buttocks, found the bow tie, and yanked it off. The apron was off A-tou's body, and now she was naked again.
Aya's lips rubbed against my cheek, moving from one side to the other, while her hands unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off, saying, "Even if you don't eat first... you still need to... take a shower..."
Because it was summer, once my shirt was off, I was naked from the waist up. Aya's breasts pressed against my chest, and I immediately felt her two hard nipples slowly rubbing against my chest. "Oh!" A tingling sensation spread throughout my body.
I didn't care about showering or not, especially since Aya had already taken off my pants, leaving me only in my underwear. Aya reached out and pulled down my underwear, but because of her posture, she couldn't pull it off immediately.
I kicked off my leather shoes, swept my arms horizontally, and with a slight effort, scooped up A-tou in my arms. A-tou let out a soft cry, wrapped her arms around my neck, raised her head, and brought her lips very close to mine. I lowered my head, stuck out my tongue, and entered A-tou's mouth. I took a step forward and carried A-tou into her room.
Holding A-tou, we fell onto the bed, our lips still pressed together, our hands busy roaming over each other's bodies.
A-tou's skin was smooth and delicate, especially her breasts and thighs, which felt slightly cool to the touch. As my hands explored her body, A-tou remembered I still had my underwear on. This time, she immediately pulled it off and grabbed my hard, burning penis, using both hands simultaneously—one to grasp my penis, the other to caress my scrotum.
When my hard, burning penis was held and rubbed by A-tou's soft, delicate hands, waves of tingling sensations shot through me, a feeling of pleasure no less than ejaculation.
While enjoying the friction of her hands on my penis, I continued to press my tongue against hers, while my hands attacked from two directions. One hand grasped her 34-inch breasts, gently kneading her hard nipples with two fingers. The other hand reached into her thighs, tracing the inner thighs inwards. When my hand reached the bulge between her legs, the first thing I touched was a fine, soft, curly tuft of pubic hair, starting from her lower abdomen and extending downwards. The feel of my hand told me that she seemed to have quite a lot of pubic hair. My
fingers followed the pubic hair downwards, finding the cleft. My index finger probed and immediately found a round, protruding little fleshy ball.
Finding the little fleshy ball, I pinched it with two fingers and slowly rubbed it. Her moans, "Ugh, ugh," came one after another. My middle finger traced the edge of the cleft, making a few circles, before suddenly thrusting into her vagina.
As soon as my middle finger entered her vagina, I felt a tightening sensation, and her juices flowed freely.
My middle finger remained inside, while the other two fingers, pinching and rubbing her clitoris, continued to massage and rub.
She moaned softly, her lips leaving my kiss as I massaged her clitoris, drool dripping from the corners of her wet mouth. She was probably drooling from pleasure.
I pressed my cheek against her pink cheek, her hand still gripping my burning penis. My two-pronged attack continued, my hand pinching her nipples, alternating between her breasts, my fingers occasionally moving in and out of her vagina, the focus remaining on massaging her clitoris.
She let out a series of indistinct moans, her hand loosening its grip on my penis, her toes contracting, her vaginal walls contracting in waves, and her juices gushing out. She had her first orgasm.
As her vagina contracted, A-tou's limbs flattened out, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, wetting my palm. I
withdrew my hand from A-tou's vagina and picked up some toilet paper from the bedside table to wipe my wet hand.
I straightened my back, changing from being tightly embraced by A-tou to sitting down. Looking at A-tou's flattened limbs, I had wanted to take a good look at A-tou's naked body. Twice, when I held A-tou naked, I didn't have time to properly appreciate the young girl's body. Now, with my hot penis erect, looking at A-tou after her orgasm, I didn't hesitate any longer. I pulled A-tou's legs up and placed them on my shoulders. With one hand supporting my penis and the other parting A-tou's vaginal opening, I thrust my waist forward, and the head of my penis squeezed into A-tou's vagina. A-tou let out a soft "hmm."
It was so tight, young girl; as soon as my penis entered her vagina, it was gripped tightly. With a thrust of my hips, her vagina, brimming with lustful fluids, finally allowed my penis to penetrate fully.
Her moans came one after another. I slowly withdrew my penis, then quickly thrust it in again. But her vagina was so tight and taut; pulling out was difficult, and inserting was even harder. Each time I thrust, the glans was gripped tightly by the vaginal walls, the tip of the glans
trembling under the tender flesh of her vagina. With each thrust, she let out a soft moan, her hands completely powerless to lift, her eyes tightly closed. Each impact of my penis into her vagina caused her breasts to sway, the pink nipples and areolas bobbing with each impact. Looking closely, they swayed like peach blossoms dancing in the wind.
Aya's legs, which were resting on my shoulders, seemed to be straining again. I knew her orgasm was coming again.
Rushing to ejaculate into her vagina during her second orgasm, I lowered her legs from my shoulders, bringing them together. I lay on top of her, feeling her hardened nipples against my chest, my penis thrusting powerfully between her tightly pressed legs.
Aya, almost unconscious, suddenly clung to me tightly, moaning softly. Her vagina contracted strongly—her second orgasm had arrived. My
already tense nerves suddenly relaxed. I gripped her neck, my cheek pressed against hers, my breathing rapid. My penis opened, and a stream of semen shot deep into her vagina.
I gripped A-tou's neck tightly, chuckling softly, but A-tou remained like a dead fish, her mouth wide open, panting.
My penis twitched a few more times, then, after ejaculating, it remained deeply inserted into A-tou's vagina. I released my grip on her neck, collapsing weakly onto her body for a long, long time… My limp penis slid out of her vagina. I grabbed a stack of toilet paper and stuffed it between A-tou's legs, then turned over and lay flat on the bed, my right hand still resting on her breasts, two fingers still pinching her right nipple.
A soft voice seemed to come from the clouds, "Am I dead…? It feels so good… like… in the sky… floating… with the clouds…" A-tou's voice rang out gently.
I lay still and replied to my daughter, "Clean yourself up, the sheets are probably all wet." My daughter rolled over, lay on top of me, pressed her large breasts against my chest, held my head with both hands, and shoved her tongue into my mouth.
A-tou made a few "mmm, mmm" sounds, stopped kissing, and supported herself with her hands, her delicate pink face above mine. A-tou said, "So comfortable, I've never felt so comfortable before." I stretched out my arms and hugged A-tou, saying, "You just had two orgasms." "Mmm! That's so good!"
"Of course it's good, haven't you ever had one before?"
"No way!" "
Hey! What did your husband do? How come he didn't make you orgasm?"
"Him? He's an old slut. If it weren't for his money, I wouldn't be with him!" "A-tou! Don't say that. He's still your legal husband, and besides, he still gives you living expenses." I hurriedly said a few words for the customer, otherwise, it would be a small matter if the old man and the young woman quarreled, but if A-tou started clinging to me, that would be troublesome.
"Really! Every time he comes back, he rushes to bed and goes soft in no time. Unlike you, you make me feel so good!"
I couldn't help but smile wryly and said to my wife, "Wife! Your husband is a bit older, his sexual ability can't compare to ours, but his financial ability is much better than mine. Don't think nonsense!" "Let's not talk about that old turtle, let's do it again." My wife said, while holding my penis and stroking it up and down.
I was shocked and quickly stopped her: "Wife, no, stop teasing me. I need to save my energy for my wife tonight." My wife
chuckled: "You men! Humph!"
"Wife! We have a long life ahead of us, take it slow. As long as you don't move out, you don't have to worry about me running away!" In order to deal with my wife that night, I had to suppress the urge to have another round with my wife.
"Okay! I'll let you off this time. You deal with your sister-in-law tonight, and we'll come back tomorrow," A-tou said with a grin.
"Tomorrow! I..." At this moment, A-tou was like a wet flour stuck to her hands, impossible to shake off. What was she going to do tomorrow?
A-tou (3)
As a man, if his wife wasn't pursued with great difficulty, he wouldn't dare to show his face to anyone.
I am, so I could talk for three days and three nights about how to pursue a wife.
As a successful man, besides the warm hand that rocks the cradle, there is often an extra hand that doesn't rock the cradle. We call this hand that doesn't rock the cradle "mistress".
I'm not a successful man. I don't even have a basic foundation. I'm not yet 30, just got married, work in a small company, and my monthly income is barely enough to make ends meet. I don't even own a house or a car, let alone a house. But like those successful men, besides having a pair of hands rocking the cradle, I also have an extra pair of hands that don't rock the cradle—my daughter.
It wasn't me who went looking for her. Ever since a young girl suddenly appeared in our house, I'd been worried. Sure enough, only a month after she moved in, this idiot fell for her young, vibrant body. The first time she came to me, I was secretly thrilled. The second time, when I took off her clothes, I was captivated by that 18-year-old girl's energetic, full breasts and long, fair legs. Now, she compares me to her husband and kicks him out, calling him an old turtle. I'm really in a mess. Other men keep women outside, keeping them as mistresses. This idiot of mine actually got a woman in my own home, face to face with her every day, with no way to escape.
Thinking back on this whole thing, I really have to blame my wife. If she hadn't been heavily pregnant, our daughter would never have had a chance. Now, she's experienced the pleasure of sex and realized that this kind of happiness isn't something her husband can give her, so she's practically glued to me. Actually, I should slap myself too. If I'm going to have sex with a woman, I should just enjoy myself. Why did I have to make our daughter have two orgasms? Our daughter is so young and inexperienced; she doesn't know that sex can make a woman feel like she's in heaven. I was such a fool, thinking I was so clever. The first time was fine, but the second time she was completely blown away. No wonder she wanted a third time...
Coincidentally, there was something at work that required someone to go to the south, so I volunteered and went for two days and one night.
I returned two days later, arriving home around 8 PM that night. As soon as I opened the front door, I heard a man's voice inside. This was strange, as the only other man in the house besides myself was my daughter's husband. Could it be that her husband had come home? I went inside and, sure enough, I saw the porter.
The porter was overjoyed to see me and, after a few words, pulled me outside. My wife didn't say anything, but my daughter protested. I had only been away for two days, while her husband hadn't been seen for half a month. However, judging from my daughter's expression, she seemed upset that her husband had suddenly returned.
I didn't know why the porter wanted to pull me out, but since he rarely came home, it would be good to talk to him. So I told my daughter, "Men can talk and have a couple of drinks; it's fine."
As soon as A-tou heard me speak, she stopped arguing and only added, "Don't come back drunk!" Not far from home, at a roadside stall, a few dishes of snacks and a few bottles of Shaoxing wine, an old man and a young man drank for a full three hours. When we got home, it was almost midnight. My wife was already in bed, but A-tou was still waiting. Seeing that we weren't drunk, she was relieved.
While A-tou was talking to me, the man went into the room and brought out two bottles of wine and two packs of cigarettes, shoving them into my hand.
"Brother! This wine was bought by John Walker at customs. Keep it and drink as much as you like. The cigarettes aren't worth much; I just brought them back. At least you have some cigarettes to smoke, keep them!"
"Okay, okay, I'll take them." After accepting the John Walker wine and the cigarettes, I said to A-tou, "A-tou, it's almost midnight, go to sleep!"
A-tou pouted and went into the room.
I exchanged a glance with the swindler, nodded, and went into the room. Lying on the bed, looking at my wife beside me, and thinking about the swindler's words, I was overwhelmed with mixed feelings!
The swindler's words were both simple and helpless; he had made some money and wanted to find a wife, hoping to have a son to make his later years easier. He was afraid that older women couldn't have children, and he also worried that women were only after his money, so he had to look for younger women. After searching around, he found a girl from the mountains. He agreed that she might not return to her parents' home, and he spent several hundred thousand to buy her outright. Before taking her to Hong Kong, he wanted her to stay in Taipei for a while to adapt to city life. They were worried about leaving their daughter alone in Taipei and that she might run away, so they used their connections to find me, a simple-minded guy from the countryside, to stay with them temporarily. They wanted to prevent her from succumbing to temptation and getting involved with a gigolo. They figured spending money on her was one thing, but if she didn't come back, it would be a huge problem. So they wanted me to spend some time with her, even sleeping with her, as long as it was better than her running away. When I heard this, I was utterly outraged. Even though I had slept with her, I couldn't admit it. Yet this guy insisted on drinking with me, wanting me to watch over her while also wanting me to sleep with her. The world is full of strange things! Of course, I refused, saying I shouldn't mess with my friend's wife. He begged and pleaded, finally offering me 20,000 NTD in cash (back then, a 30-ping apartment cost about 3,000 NTD a month) as payment for taking my daughter to a hotel. Since the guy offered to pay for the room, I pretended to be extremely reluctant and accepted his money. He thanked me profusely, almost kneeling down. His words were simple: "Do whatever you want, just don't let A-tou run away." To prevent A-tou from running away, the only way was to start with sex. This girl had just tasted the sweetness of sex; I just needed to spend some time with her, and A-tou wouldn't run away. The next day, the guy stayed home and took A-tou on a trip. I was fine. On the third day, the guy left again at noon. When I came back that evening, A-tou's expression was a bit strange. While my wife was taking a shower, I asked A-tou, "A-tou, what's wrong? You look unhappy!" "You're one to talk! That old turtle has bothered me for two nights, and every time he makes me uncomfortable!" A-tou suddenly hugged me and grabbed my penis. I quickly blocked Aya's hand, preventing her from touching my penis. I said urgently, "Aya, not now! If you touch me, I'll get hard, and what will I do when my wife comes out after her shower?" "Then come back tomorrow. You're so nice, it feels so good with you!" Aya said, pressing her chest against mine again. "Okay, okay, I'll be back at noon tomorrow. Don't rush, my wife will know!" I said, pushing Aya away a little, otherwise my penis would get hard again if she pressed against me. "Then give me a kiss!" Aya said, sticking out her tongue. "Kiss, kiss, then go back to the room!" I put my hands on Aya's shoulders and quickly kissed her tongue. It was incredible, the slightest touch made my penis react immediately, and I quickly shooed Aya into the room. ◎◎◎ The next day at noon, I returned home as promised. As soon as I entered the door, Aya rushed into my arms like a whirlwind. Holding my daughter, I looked her up and down. Hmm! She's normal today. She's wearing a dress, revealing half of her white thighs. My daughter hugged me, her tongue darting into my mouth, her breasts pressed tightly against my chest. I immediately felt a warm sensation travel from my chest to my brain. Our tongues intertwined a few times, then I pushed her away, saying, "Don't rush, don't rush, take it slow. Have you eaten?" "I don't want to eat. With you here, I won't eat anything!" My daughter still held me tightly, her breasts rubbing heavily against my chest, until my penis became hard! My daughter immediately sensed it, reaching down with her right hand to unzip my pants. Her right hand slipped into my crotch, pulling out my gradually hardening penis and grasping it tightly. My daughter's hand was soft, delicate, and slightly cool. As soon as my penis was held by her, it became even harder. "It's so hard, and it's hot too!" A-tou looked down and said, "It's so thick, how can it fit into my hole? My hole is so small..." "I've already done it, why are you still doubting it!" I said, placing one hand on A-tou's buttocks and gently pinching her cheek with the other. A-tou held my hard penis in one hand and hugged me with the other, breathing heavily, and said, "Put it in me, put it in me quickly, I want it..." After a slight hesitation, I said, "Slow down, A-tou, you have too much hair there, shave it first so I can see it clearly..." "Ah!" A-tou exclaimed and said, "You don't like my hair!" "No, it's just that you have too much hair, it's not suitable to play other tricks!" I teased A-tou's interest.

"What trick?" A-tou looked confused.
"Don't rush, shave your pubic hair first, I'll teach you!" I said, pulling down the zipper on A-tou's back.
Her breasts, without a bra, stood proudly erect, the two small nipples on her pink areolas already hard. A-tou's breasts were really not small, perhaps because of the labor in the mountains, who knows?
I quickly took off my clothes, grabbed the scissors, and pulled A-tou into the bathroom.
I taught A-tou to stand with her back against the wall, one leg standing, the other leg raised as high as possible, picked up the scissors, and in a few strokes, I cut off most of A-tou's thick pubic hair.
A-tou looked down at her vulva and said, "It looks awful!" "It'll be beautiful if you shave it clean!" I put away the scissors, took out the razor, and wet A-tou's vulva with some water. A-tou exclaimed, "It's so cool..."
I didn't say anything, took out my own shaving cream, squeezed out a handful, and applied it to A-tou's short pubic hair. I used the razor to trim the hair around her vulva first. After shaving all the hair around her vulva, what was left were some pubic hairs growing next to her labia majora.
I used my left hand to pull A-tou's labia majora and gently shaved with the razor in my right hand. A-tou was already moaning. Listening to A-tou's moans, I didn't stop, saying, "What, you're already enjoying it before it even starts..." "Yes...it feels good...so good!" This slut A-tou, I only lightly touched her labia majora, and she kept moaning.
"Stand still, that's all!" I was afraid she'd feel too good and her legs would give way, so I quickly shaved her pubic hair. Sure enough, she went limp and collapsed onto me.
Holding her in one arm, I didn't even have time to clean up the pubic hair that had fallen to the floor. I scooped up water and washed her vulva, then hoisted her naked body onto my shoulder like a heavy load, walked out of the bathroom, and into her room.
Once inside, I laid the limp girl down on the bed and looked her over. Hmm! Much better looking now. The dark patch below her abdomen was gone, replaced by a slightly reddish area where her legs crossed.
Lying on the bed, A-tou's cheeks were pink, her eyes were hazy, her breasts, untouched by much sexual activity, were firm, her lower abdomen was slightly sunken from lying down, her vulva, lacking pubic hair, appeared pink, her legs were long and shapely, her whole body was smooth and delicate, not snow-white, but still fair and tender, especially her thighs, which were even whiter. You couldn't tell at all that she came from the mountains, she was truly young, energetic, and full of vitality!
A-tou lay on the bed for a while, her breathing had calmed down, and seeing me just staring blankly, she said in a seductive voice: "Brother..."
With a muffled roar, I pounced on A-tou and kissed her in one breath, my hard penis pressed against her lower abdomen, A-tou hummed "Mmm" and stretched out her arms to hug me tightly.
I kissed her passionately, pressing my lips against her full breasts. She wrapped her arms tightly around my back. Without hesitation, I parted her legs, reached down with one hand, guided my penis, and searched for her vagina. With the head of my penis against the vaginal opening, I thrust forcefully into her.
It was still tight; my penis was enveloped tightly. With each friction, a tingling sensation shot from the head of my penis straight to my heart. I thrust harder and harder, and she responded with each stroke.
I counted the number of thrusts—fifty, just fifty—when suddenly her whole body contracted, her hands gripping my back, her vagina contracting rhythmically. She had her first orgasm.
During her orgasm, I thrust a few more times, my penis still hard inside her. Face to face, I held her tightly and stopped.
I reached back with both hands, grasping A-tou's breasts. I stopped moving and lay on top of A-tou, my whole body pressed against hers. Time passed second by second...
A-tou (4)
Although she had just had sex, A-tou's skin still felt slightly cool to the touch. I gently stroked A-tou's naked body with both hands. My penis was still hard inside A-tou's vagina. I thought for a moment, then pulled my penis out of A-tou's vagina and sat up.
A-tou reacted immediately, opening her eyes and looking at me. She was a little confused about what I was going to do!
Looking at A-tou's naked body, her perky breasts, slender waist, flat abdomen, and her slightly protruding, rosy labia between her legs without any pubic hair, I naturally placed my hands on A-tou's breasts and vulva, gently stroking them.
Although she had just had an orgasm, A-tou was still moaning softly under my caresses.
With my right hand pinching her nipple and my left hand finding her clitoris at the entrance of her vagina, I gently pinched it while asking her, "Auntie, have you ever tried using your mouth?"
"Use my mouth for what?" Auntie lay flat on her back, enjoying my caresses, and replied somewhat puzzled.
"Use your mouth! I kiss your vulva with my mouth, and you suck my penis with your mouth!" I said slowly and leisurely.
"That's impossible!" Auntie didn't believe it at all.
"Of course there is! Kissing each other's genitals is called 'oral sex,' it feels really good. I shaved your pubic hair so I could teach you how to do oral sex!" I was determined. If I was going to do it, I wanted to do it well. My wife was heavily pregnant, so sex wasn't very convenient for her. I was using my girlfriend as a substitute. Anyway, sleeping with her was just a favor to my client. Maybe if I trained her well, my client would thank me. As long as I felt good, I didn't care about the consequences later!
"Ugh! No, that's so dirty!" My girlfriend still didn't believe that "oral sex" existed!
Seeing that words wouldn't work on her, I had no choice but to resort to the "leading by example" approach from the military. Once I made up my mind, I acted immediately. I lowered my head and kissed her, saying, "Watch me, I'll make you feel good first!" I straddled her, turned my head towards her vulva, spread her legs with my hands, and lowered my head, my mouth already buried in her vulva. Ha! Her vulva was wet; the vaginal fluid from her orgasm hadn't been cleaned up!
Never mind, someone once said that a young girl's vaginal fluid is nourishing.
Let it nourish! I aimed at her clitoris, stuck out my tongue, and licked it first.
This was incredible! She let out a soft gasp, her legs tightening, clamping my head firmly between them; her snow-white thighs felt wonderful to touch. With this clamping and tightening, the insides of her thighs pressed tightly against my ears, which had a unique sensation.
Ignoring everything else, I stuck out my tongue again and began to lick her clitoris vigorously. With the other end, I pulled her legs together, trapping her head between my thighs, my hard penis pressed against her delicate cheek.
Having no experience with oral sex, she naturally didn't know how to suck my penis, but I ignored that and diligently licked her vulva, especially the small, protruding clitoris, again and again. The more I licked, the more relaxed her legs became as they held my head.
The girl, who had never had her clitoris licked by a man before, was now in ecstasy again. Her legs straightened, her hands gripping my hard penis, her body trembling, and she moaned softly, "Oh...oh...um...oh...oh...um..."
Hearing her moans, I knew that if I pushed harder, the girl, who had no experience with oral sex, would soon have another orgasm. But I wouldn't let her orgasm. I had to bring her to a sudden stop before she did. I wanted her to give me oral sex, not me to give her oral sex. So I changed from licking her clitoris to gently biting it with my teeth. This action brought another long moan from her, and her legs, which had been lying flat, tightened once more.
As A-tou tensed her legs, my tongue changed targets again, this time licking the tender flesh of her inner thighs, closest to her vulva, several times before stopping. Just before A-tou was about to climax again, I sat up.
A-tou felt like a taut bowstring about to release an arrow, then suddenly relaxed, instantly losing the fullness. Her vulva, in the midst of extreme fullness, was suddenly swept by a cool breeze. Caught off guard, A-tou's legs remained tense.
Gently pinching the nipples of A-tou's breasts, I gazed at her.
Slowly regulating her breathing, A-tou looked at me and said, "Brother, why did you stop! I was feeling really good!"
My hands were still pinching A-tou's nipples, which were hard and firm. The feeling of pinching them was also a kind of enjoyment. I said slowly, "This is oral sex. I use my mouth and tongue to lick your little pussy. Isn't it nice?" "Mmm, it feels so good, but, brother! I'm enjoying it. Why did you stop?" A-tou asked with a puzzled look.
"You're enjoying it, but what about me? I licked you, but you didn't lick me!" I replied to A-tou with a smile, and suddenly tightened my grip on her nipples.
"Ah!" Aya cried out softly again, "Be gentle, brother! It hurts!" My right hand pinched her nipple, while my left hand quickly reached down, covering her vulva with my entire palm. My middle finger darted in, forcefully inserting into her vagina. That hairless vulva felt so good to touch. I said, "Now it's your turn to suck my penis!"
Aya sat up, facing me, looking down at my hard, red penis. "How do I suck?" Aya's sitting position made it a little awkward for me to insert my hand into her vagina. I pulled my hand out and returned it to her nipple, still pinching it. "Popcorn, have you ever eaten a popsicle? A penis is a popsicle, how do you eat a popsicle!" "I've eaten popsicles, I know how to eat a popsicle, first take a big bite!" Aya chuckled.
"Take a bite, that's it, bite gently, lick the meatus and the area around the glans with your tongue, understand?" Saying this, I lay down.
Aya held my penis in one hand and supported my scrotum
in the other. After looking at it for a while, she slowly lowered her head, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue to lick my glans. A feeling like an electric shock shot into my brain. I said, "Yes, that's it. Lick it while taking the whole penis into your mouth!"
Aya lowered her head and licked the glans with her tongue. Suddenly, she opened her mouth, and my entire penis was in her little mouth. This kind of thing really doesn't need to be taught. She can do it in one go. Aya held my penis in her mouth, moving her head up and down.
It was a completely different feeling. My penis was so hard it felt like it was about to burst inside Aya's warm little mouth. I reached out and stroked Aya's smooth back,
saying, "Yes, that's it. Suck it a few times, then lick the glans, and the scrotum, don't forget the scrotum..." With my penis in her mouth, Aya said in a slightly unclear voice, "Suck the two testicles too!" "Yes, suck my penis, lick the glans, then suck the scrotum, suck the two testicles..." Before I could finish speaking, Aya had already shifted her target, opened her cherry lips, and took one of my testicles into her mouth, sucking hard once, then switching sides and sucking once more.
My heart seemed to clench suddenly. As my daughter sucked on my testicles, I hurriedly said, "Gently, gently, don't use too much force on my testicles!"
"Mmm!" My daughter relaxed her grip slightly, sucking on my testicles a few more times before returning to the glans. She held my penis with one hand, licking the urethral opening with her tongue, and then licking around the glans a few times.
I could only close my eyes, my breathing becoming heavier and heavier, making muffled panting sounds. Although my daughter's vagina was tight, and the feeling of my penis being tightly enveloped by her vagina during thrusting was pleasurable, this oral service was even better.
My daughter had her back to me, her head down, busy on my penis, sometimes sucking on it, sometimes licking the glans, and sometimes sucking on my testicles, making me extremely happy.
Suddenly, A-tou stopped all her movements, turned to me and said, "Brother! Is this okay?" "Yes, of course it's okay, you're sucking very well, I feel very comfortable, just like this!" "But my head is sore!" A-tou protested.
"Alright, I'll teach you another move!" I paused and then said, "Turn your butt towards my face, come on!" "Oh! Like this!" A-tou straddled me, pressing her entire vulva against my face, turned her head, and took my penis into her mouth again, making it 69.
Watching A-tou's wet vulva cover my face, I placed my hands on the inside of A-tou's thighs, spread them apart, and opened my mouth to lick A-tou's parted cleft hard.
A-tou hummed again with my penis in her mouth, and tightened her legs once more.
Her wide-open vagina faced me, the vulva exposed without any pubic hair. The open vagina, the tender red opening—at such close range, it felt like entering a blood-red world. I opened my mouth wide and licked her clitoris furiously, then stretched out my tongue and plunged it into her wide-open vagina. Her vaginal fluids dripped freely, my mouth filled with both my own saliva and hers. My penis throbbed hard inside her mouth… I don't know how much time passed, but with my mouth open, tongue out, and even my nose inside her vagina, she moaned softly as she sucked on my penis. That bone-deep sensation returned. I suddenly placed my hands on her buttocks, hugging her tightly, my mouth and nose completely covered by her vulva. A deep roar escaped my lips, my penis trembled, and a large amount of semen shot out.
Aya took my penis in her mouth tightly, all the way to the back of her throat, and streams of semen shot straight into her throat.
Holding Aya's buttocks, my open mouth was buried tightly in her vagina, and her vaginal fluids flowed directly into my mouth without air. Aya seemed to have another orgasm, but I was a little dazed from being sucked by her and didn't quite understand.
Time seemed to stand still, the 69 position remained unchanged, and my penis in Aya's mouth gradually softened. I pushed Aya's buttocks away slightly and took a breath.
The orgasm was over, and my penis had softened. I patted Aya's buttocks and said, "Okay, get up." Aya hummed again and sat up.
I lay there, placing my hands on A-tou's thighs, gently stroking her fair skin. "Little cunt, is it good?"
"You're still talking! You shot all over me!" A-tou pouted.
"I swallowed it! Yang essence nourishes the body! I swallowed all the lustful fluids you released." I don't know if it's true or not, but since someone said so, I just followed suit.
"Really!" A-tou laughed.
"Of course it's true, that's what the books say!" Once the lie started, I went all the way.
"Hmm, brother, I swallowed all your semen." A-tou said, reaching out to nudge my limp penis.
Still stroking A-tou's thighs, I sat up and said, "I'll teach you this oral sex today, was it good?
"
"Hmm, I want to play this kind of oral sex again next time." A-tou giggled.
My
relationship with A-tou continued like this, with sex once or twice a week, each time extremely enjoyable.
Whenever Danbangke returned, A-tou was always home. He was very satisfied and would often bring me gifts. Once, he gave my wife a beautiful jade bracelet, a vibrant green. A-tou had given it to her through Danbangke, saying he had brought back two, one for each of them. My wife happily accepted it, and even now, more than 20 years later, the bracelet is still there, though she rarely wears it.
When A-tou left, she was crying, and Danbangke held my hand tightly, giving me another 20,000 yuan, repeatedly thanking me, which made me feel truly embarrassed.
Not long after A-tou left, I moved away and lost contact with her. She was 18 when we first met, and now over 20 years have passed. I wonder how she's doing… Thinking about it now, this kind of "playing with someone else's wife and taking her husband's money" is unprecedented and probably will never happen again.
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