[The female classmate's mother]

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I remember when I was in the second year of junior high school, I suddenly noticed I was starting to grow pubic hair. I was secretly delighted, thinking, "Looks like
I can have sex with women now!"
Actually, I didn't understand anything back then; I'd only ever seen dogs mating in the woods. Lacking
any health education and parental love, I knew nothing, including about sex.
I didn't know what I was afraid of; I only knew that I preferred mature and beautiful women.
Even if girls my age were beautiful, I wasn't interested! A woman who looked mature, gentle, and fair-skinned
would make me feel uneasy and salivate.
Actually, I started experiencing sexual urges when I was six, so I believe men are prone
to taking advantage of others from a young age. Because that's how I was.
My female classmate was very beautiful, especially her large, dark eyes, which gave off
a feeling of owing her something, as if there was a sense of familiarity from a past life. I thought they were
the most beautiful eyes in the world. Her mother's eyes were almost identical, incredibly beautiful, and captivating! All
the boys in the class were madly in love with this stunningly beautiful girl, while I was fantasizing wildly about her mother.
Her mother was about 160cm tall, with a full figure. Her waist wasn't as slender as a woman who hadn't given birth, but it was still
very well-maintained. Her skin was very white, looking tender and supple, the kind of skin that exudes charm
and allure. She always smiled when talking to people, and when she smiled, she revealed a row of small, white teeth that made you want to kiss her.
Her most beautiful features were her breasts and hips. Her breasts were quite large; it felt like if you squeezed them, water would flow
out. Every time I saw her breasts, I felt an
irresistible urge to suck them. Her hips were truly captivating, especially when she wore tight pants. Her hips were pert but not long, full but not fat—in short, incredibly sexy, arousing an indescribable
urge!
Her abdomen protruded slightly, which many men would consider a flaw, but I thought it made her look even more
mature and alluring!
To get closer to my classmate's mother, I tried every means to approach this beautiful girl who was pursued by many.
We finally became ordinary friends, mainly because I had no ulterior motives towards her, which made her feel safer.
So I often went to her house to play, actually using the excuse of secretly watching her mother!
One summer during my second year of junior high, I went to her house again. I saw her mother wearing a skirt, squatting in the kitchen
washing clothes. Her pink panties between her two snow-white thighs were clearly visible to me. My heart skipped a beat,
and my whole body went numb. I couldn't stop stealing glances at that place I fantasized about. I was afraid my classmates would find out, and
my feelings were incredibly complicated.
So I went to my classmate's house more and more often. The adults started to become suspicious, and the boys in my class
started making inappropriate jokes. I remained indifferent. My classmate's parents, fearing their child would
be distracted during the crucial third year of junior high, transferred her to a school in another city. Actually, her parents had a very good impression of me; they thought I
was a kind child. But only heaven knows the lewdness within me!
For me, a woman 20 years my senior, she was like the goal of my life, the end of my journey! Because of my classmate
's departure, I had no reason to visit her house, and could only silently gaze at my goddess, seeing countless
older men making inhuman jokes with her, which made me incredibly uneasy!
Slowly, I could only silently endure my unrequited love. Before I knew it, I was in my second year of high school. One day, news reached my
ears: my female classmate's father, the husband of the woman I longed for, had tragically died in a car accident.
I didn't know whether to be happy or sad for the woman and my classmate; I seemed mostly happy. My
former junior high classmates and I went to my classmate's house to help with the funeral arrangements. I said to her mother,
"Auntie, don't be sad. If you need any help in the future, please contact us!" I deliberately added the word "we,"
because I really just wanted to say "please contact me," but I couldn't bring myself to say it. However, my classmate's mother grabbed my hand and wailed as if she had found a savior
. My beautiful classmate also came over and hugged her mother, crying too.
Actually, in many people's eyes, I was this female classmate's boyfriend, so no one suspected anything when I comforted them!
This gave me an excuse to go to her house. My female classmate studied in another city and rarely came home,
leaving her mother alone at home. Whenever I saw her alone at home without any guests, I would go over. The first
thing I would say upon entering was, "Auntie, is there anything I can help you with? I'm a man, I can do physical labor!" Her mother would always smile
and say, "No! Come in and sit down!" Once inside, I would often find things to do, partly to ingratiate myself, and partly so
I could spend more time peeking at her! Before I knew it,
it was summer vacation after my second year of high school! My female classmate was attending tutoring classes at school and didn't go home. That year, the temperature was very high,
unbearably hot. As usual, I went to her house after dinner. That day, her mother wore a very
thin nightgown, incredibly sexy. At first, she didn't seem to notice my gaze, just talking to me about her daughter, seemingly ready
to marry her off to me. Then, in a flash, she noticed me staring intently at her body and immediately realized what was happening
.
She got up and went into the bedroom; I knew she was going to change. I quietly followed her, and through
the crack in the bedroom door, I finally saw her—that long-awaited, alluring body, even more captivating than I had imagined. The sight made
me incredibly excited and hard; my thin pants bulged, and I stood there dumbfounded in the doorway. Suddenly, the door opened
, and I stared blankly at my classmate's mother, this alluring, mature woman. She, too, stared at
me in disbelief. Our faces were both flushed, and we stared at each other for about a minute before she turned and went back into
the bedroom, closing the door behind her. I stood outside for a long time, then said, "Auntie, I'm leaving!" Pretending to leave, I
opened and closed the bedroom door again, then quietly hid behind the living room door.
Not long after, I heard her come out of the house and sigh. Actually, I thought the worst that could happen
was death. The thrill completely robbed this almost fully developed man of his basic reasoning; I
was completely absorbed in this incredibly exciting environment. After a while, through the crack in the door and wall, I saw her
walk towards the bathroom. I figured she was going to take a shower. After hearing the bathroom door close, I quietly went over...
I went down and leaned over to look through the gap in the lattice window below the door. There I saw a moving scene that drove me crazy. At that
moment, I was overwhelmed by my animalistic instincts and completely lost my mind.
She assumed no one was home, so she didn't lock the door. But to avoid startling her, I took off my clothes,
softly called out "Auntie,"
and pushed the door open. She was startled at first, then covered her chest with a towel, clamped her legs together, and
said in a half-squatting position, "Why are you still here! Get out!" I hugged her tightly and whispered, "Auntie
, I've always liked you, haven't you realized?" She struggled, saying, "Are you crazy?!"
I kissed her body relentlessly, caressing her skin. She tightly protected her breasts, but I
touched her beautiful buttocks and her genitals. She tried to pull my hands away forcefully,
scolding me like an adult. Just as I was lost in the moment, she slapped me across the face. I gradually came to my senses,
tears welling in my eyes, not from the pain, but from the cruel blow my first love had suffered to the woman I loved
.
I wasn't looking at her, and slowly let go of her...
Although I hadn't tasted the forbidden fruit, I had touched a woman's entire body, and I felt I should be content. I was also prepared
to give up, because I didn't want to waste my energy on a woman who had no interest in me. I was also afraid of the adults finding out
.
Several months passed, and I completely gave up! But many things are strange like this; when you want something, you
go to great lengths and wait patiently, yet you still can't get it; when you completely give up, the opportunity comes.
That day, after dinner, I went out to play ball! But she called me from behind and mysteriously told me to
come to her house; she had something to tell me. I silently followed her to her house. That unbearable urge once again overwhelmed
me. I thought she had come to her senses and accepted me, but she said, "Did I hurt you last time? Actually, Auntie didn't want to
hit you. You're still young and have a long way to go. Don't overthink things!" I replied, "It didn't hurt, it just
hurt my heart. I'm so good to you, and you hit me." Women! Often, she has an innate maternal instinct. My words triggered her
maternal instincts, and she seemed quite guilty, holding my head and resting it on her shoulder. I was then overcome with lust and
began kissing her passionately. She suddenly pushed me away, and I just watched her silently. She said to me,
"Child, this isn't right. I can be your mother!" I said, "Then what should I do? I don't know why, but I
just like you. Just let me kiss you once, okay? Just to fulfill my wish." She thought for a long time and said, "Just
one kiss, don't do anything else. Don't think about anything else afterward, okay?" I said, "Okay."
So I very slowly kissed her crotch, ears, and lips. When my hands touched her breasts , they
were pushed away. I could only hold her waist and kiss her slowly. At first, she kept asking if I was done, and I always answered that I would be
done soon. Gradually, she stopped asking. I became bolder, and she just shook her head with her eyes closed. My hands,
as if possessing their own will, darted up her body, roaming over every inch of her skin, finally settling on
the spots I most desired to caress. At that moment, my lower body was incredibly firm, waves of burning sensation surging through my brain,
intoxicating me with this stimulation and excitement!
I began to undress her, but she kept her eyes tightly shut, desperately pulling at her clothes to prevent me from succeeding.
After much effort, I finally stripped her naked. Faced with such a stunningly beautiful, fair body,
the penetrating allure made my whole body burn. I felt my lower body go limp,
a little bit of wet, sticky fluid flowing from the tip. I couldn't wait to insert my penis into her beautiful opening,
but my limpness only left me frustrated. I could only strip off my own clothes and, following the methods in the book, diligently kiss
her entire body, caressing her sensitive areas, waiting for the moment my lower body would rise. Under my stimulation,
she gradually stopped resisting and kept tilting her head back to check if my penis was erect. I knew she was unbearably itchy
, but that thing just wouldn't cooperate. Just as I was getting anxious, her hand grasped my
cute little bald head, which was drooping and teary-eyed. Actually, I was being so cowardly because I was nervous. Under her manipulation, my little bald
head reacted a little, but it wasn't fully erect yet. But she pulled it towards her little hole that was driving me crazy.
Like a horny dog that had been eyeing something for a long, long time, I kept thrusting my butt forward. Finally, the bald man squeezed in, and
an unprecedented pleasure surged through his heart and brain. He felt like a fully-fledged monk. I relentlessly
fucked this woman, 20 years my senior. Her mature beauty overwhelmed me piece by piece.
She held me tightly around the waist, our chests pressed close together, our lower bodies moving in increasingly perfect harmony.
After about three minutes, I ejaculated—my first time having sex. Sperm is a wondrous thing; it can
influence a man's thoughts. After the pleasure subsided, a sense of guilt arose within me, changing incredibly quickly. But soon
, the woman's body, so perfect to me, aroused my lust again. This time, I finally charged in, head held
high. Men at that age are truly powerful. We fucked until noon the next day. I ejaculated eight times,
almost dying of exhaustion. The next day, my legs were weak, and I ran home with dark circles under my eyes. My bald man looked even more
haggard, on the verge of death! It felt like my soul had been stolen; urinating was like wailing!
After a woman has sex with a man who attracts her, she becomes even more devoted to him, seeing herself as
his woman, even if he's 20 years older. My sex life with her made me gradually thin and often
sick. As I grew older, I learned more. Due to environmental influences, we were forced to separate. I went to
high school in another city, and we lost contact forever!
My past experiences, combined with my handsome appearance, made me an expert at picking up girls. I only had one trick:
first, make the woman like me. For example, act generous, humorous, honest, and
knowledgeable in front of her! When you find she smiles knowingly when she talks to you, she likes you. Find
a place to be alone with her, and try to have sex with her. She will definitely resist. At that point
, you must stop short of touching her private parts. Then treat her even better and care for her more. You'll find that she...
Your change in attitude, because she actually lost her virginity to you, but you controlled yourself for her sake, will make her feel more at ease
.
Remember the little things you did together, then tell her about them. The second time, force yourself on her, and you'll have it all done
! I've used this technique on many women, including married ones. Men must remember, a man
must be tolerant and broad-minded; acting like a man will make you very attractive. If
your friend hasn't won over his love yet, use this trick! However, the biggest flaw of this method is that
it's difficult to get rid of her afterward, so remember, don't go for married women, and don't touch emotionally vulnerable women. Don't blame me for not warning
you, it could lead to serious trouble!
[The End]

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