Memories of youth

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Back in 1994, I took the college entrance exam and, as a boy from a farming family, was admitted to a prestigious university in Wuhan. At that time, I was young, full of passion, and eager for knowledge. I inherited the best qualities from my parents; having worked on the farm since childhood, I had developed a good physique, standing at 178 cm tall. Although from a rural background, my youthful vigor, combined with the scholarly atmosphere of my two years at university, quickly made up for any rusticity. In my third year, I became a student of Professor Yi. Professor Yi, 55 years old, was a typical intellectual, of medium build and slightly plump, refined and approachable. Due to my studies, I often went to his home for guidance, which is how I met his wife. She was nearly 50 and a very charming woman. I was quite diligent; in those days, living conditions weren't good. My professor and his wife lived alone in a two-bedroom apartment, so I often helped them move gas cylinders, organize research materials, and so on. Through these frequent visits, I quickly became familiar with his wife, and she didn't treat me like an outsider, often inviting me to meals. In the summer, because there was no air conditioning, in this furnace-like city, we had to wear as little as possible. Once, I went to my professor's house and was discussing... When discussing an academic issue, my professor's wife came out of the bedroom, wearing a nightgown without a bra, to pour me water. I caught a glimpse of her full, white breasts through the neckline. Being young and impetuous, I'd never seen anything like it before, and my face immediately turned as red as a tomato. My pants instantly hardened, bulging like steel bars. My professor and his wife, noticing my expression and shorts, simply smiled. His wife laughed and asked, "Xiaojun, have you ever had a girlfriend?" I said no. My professor replied, "He's still in school; it's too early." "It's affecting my studies," my professor's wife chuckled. "Young people only mature through women. You'll understand later." She then went back to her bedroom. Only then did I notice her silk pajamas; her large buttocks revealed her thong. My arousal instantly intensified. Her unique feminine scent left my mind blank, and I had virtually no motivation to study. My professor said, "That's enough for today. Come back tomorrow." Relieved, I stood up and left, but my uncooperative penis caused my pants to bulge. I quickly used my books to cover myself and ran out of the professor's house.
The next day, I went to my professor's house as promised. I knocked and entered. My professor's wife opened the door, asking if my professor had gone out and telling me to wait. She was still wearing silk pajamas. She invited me in and sat on the sofa. I felt uneasy, unsure whether to go in or not. Seeing my blushing face, she smiled and said, "You're so shy. You're such a child. Haven't you ever seen a woman in pajamas before?" I stammered that I had never seen one before. My teacher's wife asked curiously, "What do you think?" I didn't dare to lift my head and said, "She's so sexy." My teacher's wife laughed and said, "Is that charming?" Then she sat down next to me, and her body fragrance immediately filled my senses again. She said, "Do you want to see what a woman looks like?" I said I wanted to, but you're my teacher's wife, I can't be rude to you. My teacher's wife smiled and said, "Close the door. There are only men and women here, not your teacher's wife. Your teacher is out. I'm willing to let you see, it's alright." After saying that, she took my hand and placed it on her breast. I was immediately stunned, only feeling something so soft, which made my penis instantly erect. I gently grabbed and rubbed it with my hand. Driven by lust, I became much bolder, and I rubbed it with my other hand as well, one in each hand, rubbing my teacher's wife's breasts through her nightgown. I saw that my teacher's wife's nipples had grown larger, and they were clearly hard against the nightgown. I looked at my teacher's wife; she had her eyes closed, looking very comfortable. Although that era was very conservative, and I had never been with a woman before, I wasn't sexually ignorant. I knew what she meant. I carefully unbuttoned her clothes, revealing my teacher's wife's full breasts.

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