I fell in love with her maternal instincts.

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The lake water was crystal clear, and people swam around happily. Laughter echoed through the valley, and
the clothes lying on the lakeside were particularly eye-catching, especially a pink lace bra with a front clasp.

I peered through the bushes, about thirty meters away, but I could still clearly make out
the style of the bra. This wasn't the first time I'd observed tourists swimming in this lake from this spot.

Counting the bras hanging in my house, three of them were stolen from this lake.
Once, I was caught and almost beaten. In the end, the woman whose bras were stolen had compassion and said that such a young
child wouldn't understand, so I let it go.

Yes, I'm still a child, only 12 years old this year. I just had my birthday yesterday. To celebrate,
I sold my 21st bra yesterday—a plain white one. I chose it because of its
owner .

This owner came here the day before and rented a room in my house. My stepmother used to greet guests,
but she's been sick since last month, so I've been taking over. I'm glad she's sick, because that means I don't have to get
yelled at or beaten. Plus, I met this beautiful female tourist. Let

me briefly introduce her.

That afternoon, she came alone looking for a place to stay. She came in and asked in a clear, cheerful voice if anyone was home. I
remember I was in the room at the time, smelling my 20th bra, inhaling its fragrance deeply, and recalling the scene of stealing the bra
that day . I clearly remember my penis was rock hard.

Actually, I never understood why I got like that whenever I thought about these things. Because every time
I peeked at them swimming, its hardness made me very uncomfortable. Later, I overheard other guests chatting and
learned that it was used for sex.

Although they didn't explain how to have sex, I've treasured it ever since.
I've gotten a lot of pleasure from pressing it and writhing my body.

Back to the female tourist. When I heard the question, I immediately put away the bra and ran down to the garden. She was the one
I met , wearing a white tank top, denim shorts, a pair of sturdy-looking shoes (I later learned
they were hiking boots), and a backpack stuffed full of things.

She asked if I had any rooms available.

I asked her what kind of room she needed.

She said a regular single room would be fine.

We quickly negotiated the price and settled on a deal.

She would be staying here for the next two nights.

Before going into the room, she pinched my cheek to compliment my cuteness. I do indeed have an
innocent and charming smile (inherited from my father).

This was the first time I'd felt so comfortable and excited by a pinch, I felt like I was about to get an erection. I shamelessly
squinted at her full, firm breasts. I had this feeling that putting my head between them would be very comfortable.
I immediately realized I had to persuade her to go swimming in the lake.

That night, I deliberately went to her room to help her swat mosquitoes, and chatted with her a lot. I found
her even more alluring after her shower. Perhaps she thought I was a child, so she was only wearing a white tank
top , and importantly, no bra underneath. She was wearing only plain white thongs,
revealing her fair, tender thighs.

I smugly and easily caught a glimpse of her large breasts as we swatted mosquitoes together. I could clearly see
her alluring nipples, red and tiny, like little millet seeds, beautiful and tempting.

Of course, I also couldn't resist taking a look at her fair legs and her buttocks hidden beneath her thongs. Occasionally, I would lean
in and smell her scent. The sweet fragrance always made my mouth water.

After swatting the mosquitoes, we played hide-and-seek in the garden. During the game, I intentionally or unintentionally grabbed
her breasts a few times; it felt incredibly good, almost making me faint from the warmth.

After a few times, she realized I was doing it on purpose. She grabbed my hand and stared at me intently. I
was a little scared and feigned ignorance and pitifulness.
Seeing my reaction, she burst into laughter, happily hugging me and placing my left hand on her chest,
saying, "You men all like this. I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with it at such a young age, you little rascal."
She then pinched my cheek, seemingly pleased, and hugged me again.

Only then did I relax, holding her and her chest tightly. Of course, I didn't dare take another step, only
keeping my left hand on her chest, my right hand around her waist, and my head resting on her chest. As for my lower body, I
carefully moved away, not wanting her to notice my erection. I wasn't confident enough to let her have sex with me, and
I didn't even know how.

This position lasted about four seconds. She moved away. To avoid my embarrassing situation being exposed again,
I immediately said there was a lake nearby, as beautiful as hers, and we could go swimming there tomorrow; it was very comfortable and
fun. After saying this, I pointed vigorously in the direction of the lake.

She happily accepted my invitation and even invited me to swim with her. I readily agreed.

While swimming, I asked her how men and women make love. She told me I'd understand when I grew up.
I puffed out my chest and said I was already big enough.

She slipped and fell, laughing out loud. I said she was bullying me, and took the opportunity to tease her. Then she
took off her swimsuit. Instinctively, I took off my swim trunks.

She laughed and said I was still young, so she could only hug me and let me feel it. Then she pulled me to her chest,
buried my head between her breasts, and slowly told me how men and women make love. I listened attentively, my
hand around her waist slowly moving to her buttocks. Occasionally, my fingers gently squeezed her
buttocks .

After her explanation, I immediately understood and wanted to explore further, but she stopped me.
Seeing that she was a little angry, I didn't dare to do anything rash, obediently hugging her, feeling the warmth she gave me and
the coldness of the lake water. The feeling of hot and cold was so comfortable.

And so, we embraced naked. She generously treated me like an innocent child. I took advantage of
this opportunity, kissing her breasts, touching her buttocks, and later rubbing my penis against her thighs. Unfortunately,
she said it tickled and pushed me away.

Later that night, I asked her if I could have her the white bra I was wearing that day as a souvenir. She
was surprised and asked why a bra. I then took her to my room. I decided to let her know everything about me.

She was startled, staring at me in shock, without saying a word.

I knew that if I didn't say something, she would be afraid of me. So I told
her my life story—those tragic tales that resonate with everyone, like how my mother died, I had a
stepmother who constantly beat and verbally abused me, then my father left, and my stepmother fell ill. I didn't embellish it, because it was already tragic enough.

After hearing it, she became very maternal and hugged me, crying. She said she could take me away. I said that this
was my only home, no matter what. Actually, I felt that it wasn't realistic for her to be my mother.

In the end, she kissed me, left me her bra, and let me hold her while we slept that night.

That night, I slept on my side, holding her. She was lying on her back, still wearing a tank top and underwear. At first
, I was very well-behaved, only placing my hands on her lower abdomen, pressing my legs against hers, and using my penis
to press against her waist. But later, seeing that she was completely asleep, I started to move around.

First, I gently and slowly moved my hand to the edge of her breast, thrusting my hips forward so that my
penis was pressed against her waist, almost touching it.
I held this position for a while before moving my hand further to her breast. It took almost
five minutes from gently placing my hand down to fully pressing my weight on her chest. I did this so she wouldn't immediately feel a foreign object against her chest. In the end, I succeeded;
she didn't push my hand away and continued to sleep.

Then, I became bolder, slipping my hand under her vest, pressing it tightly against her skin, and slowly
caressing it. The smoothness of her skin was beyond my expectations. I completely forgot to let her get used to the weight of my hand,
using a bit of pressure as I touched her.

Next, I became even bolder, touching her breast and gently pinching her nipple. I carefully
felt the softness of her breast and meticulously touched her nipple. It seemed that the more I touched her nipple, the harder and larger it became. At
first , I thought it was my imagination, so I tried touching the other nipple and found that it really had become larger and harder. Surprised,
I looked up, hoping to see the nipple through the light from the window.

Drawn to the nipple, I actually kissed it. The moment I kissed it, I felt it tremble
slightly. I didn't pay much attention and shifted my attention to her underwear.

I leaned in and gently inhaled; it was slightly fragrant, yet had an indescribable scent, one that
made me want to keep inhaling. I touched her thigh and kissed it. Her thigh felt wonderful, and the
kiss was very pleasant. Then, wanting to examine her genitals, I slightly lifted and spread her legs, giving
me a little space to insert my fingers.

But just as I was about to put my fingers in, she suddenly moved, turning to her side. Following her
movement, I gently pushed her, almost making her lie face down. At this point, her buttocks were completely exposed to
me . Immediately, I placed my hand on her buttocks, gently kneading them.

After studying them for a while, I continued my research. But just as my fingers approached, I
thought, why not try inserting my penis directly? With this in mind, I immediately took off my underwear,
gently pressed myself against her, and lightly pressed my penis against her genitals.

But at this moment, I became nervous and scared, simply pressing down without moving. Suddenly, her
buttocks moved, lifting up and actually clamping my penis between them.

I was startled by this sudden action, but at the same time, I felt a pleasure spreading from my penis throughout my body.
I mustered my courage and began to move inside her buttocks.

After a while, her buttocks moved again, this time contracting slightly. This time, my
thrusting its mark; I couldn't reach her buttocks, but it felt like I had inserted into a hole, and my glans immediately
felt itchy.

I immediately remembered what she had said in the lake. I understood that this was sex. I inserted it.

In my excitement, I thrust my hips forward, and my penis slid in smoothly. I felt as if two soft lumps of flesh
were gripping my penis—it felt so good, so incredibly good.

I no longer cared whether she would wake up and began to move vigorously. Seeing that she didn't seem to be awake, I moved
even more forcefully, as if trying to wake her.

Gradually, my penis felt easier to move, and I even felt a little wet. Just when I was feeling very excited and
enjoying myself, she suddenly turned her body around. I wanted to lift myself up immediately, but her
sudden action startled me. A strong wave of pleasure surged through my lower body, and my whole body tensed and trembled
. I couldn't lift myself up at all

. As she turned around and I trembled, she pressed my buttocks against herself with her hand. I
was pleased I hadn't thrown off when she turned back, and I remained on top of her. After my violent trembling subsided, she
removed her hand and let me gently lie back on the bed.

She turned around and told me that she had woken up when I touched her breasts, but she just hadn't stopped me.

I asked why she hadn't.

She said she wanted to see how far I could go. But after penetrating her, she herself became excited and aroused.

I asked if my trembling meant I was having an orgasm.

She said yes. Then she took off her panties, pointed, and said, "This wetness is what I ejaculated."

I said I felt my panties were wet before I started trembling.

She said that was hers.

I said she had also orgasmed.

She said she was almost there.

I said, "Then let's continue."

She touched my penis and said it was soft.

I said I could get hard right away. And then, it really did.

She was surprised by how quickly I recovered, and at the same time, she spread her legs.

I immediately understood, climbed on top of her, pressed down, and inserted my penis. This time, without the panties
obstructing it , it slid in smoothly. The feeling was very intense, like I was about to orgasm again.

She said, "It's a good thing I already orgasmed once, otherwise I would have orgasmed as soon as it went in."

I said, "I really feel that way."

She said, "No, the second time it wasn't this fast."

Then, I moved with confidence. Gently moving and feeling. But she seemed impatient,
pressing her hands against my buttocks and telling me to thrust harder and faster.

I did as she said, penetrating deeply with each thrust. She said it felt good, moaning with pleasure.

Suddenly, I felt myself being tightly gripped down there, the suction was so strong, the sensation was so intense that I trembled again
. This time, I ejaculated inside her.

She held me, who was lying on top of her, saying how good it felt, and then fell asleep.

I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I got into bed.

When I woke up it was already noon.

Seeing she wasn't in the room, I immediately ran out. I was relieved to see her collecting laundry. I
thought she had already left. But then I realized her luggage was still in the room.

She called me a lazybones, saying I wouldn't wake up no matter what.

I told her I was too tired from my intense activity last night.

She said I was naughty, continuing to collect the laundry.

I asked if that could result in a child.

She laughed and said she knew quite a lot.

I said then she would have my child.

She said then I should take responsibility.

I nodded and said I definitely would, I would raise the child.

Actually, I was very scared.

She said she was glad I was so responsible, but not to worry, she wouldn't get pregnant.

I asked why.

She didn't answer, just smiled.

I didn't press further and suggested she go back to bed.

She said I was really naughty. After collecting the laundry, she pulled me back to the room.

I closed the door, immediately pulled down my pants, and jumped onto the bed.

She said last night was an accident, it wouldn't happen again.

I said, "Let's make it happen this once, it's not an accident. I'll try my best to make you feel good

." She asked, "How do you know I'll feel good?"

I said, "Because she screamed 'it feels good' many times last night."

She lowered her head, smiled, and didn't say anything. I saw her packing her luggage, guessing she was about to leave. I thought if I didn't do it

again, I'd never have another chance. As she packed, I kept messing with her. She stared at me. I also puffed out my chest and stared back at her. She laughed and said, "I'm so cute." I said, "Since I'm cute, let's do it." She looked at me, smiling without moving for a long, long time. I didn't know what she was looking at, I just thought her smile was very beautiful. She suddenly said, "Since that's the case, let's do it, the last time. " I immediately helped her take off her clothes and pants , and skillfully inserted my penis. Since it was the last time, I didn't plan to start moving right away, but instead carefully massaged her breasts, kissed her nipples, and even massaged her buttocks and kissed her lower abdomen, but my penis remained still. She probably couldn't take my teasing anymore and started moving under me. I actually felt . I immediately pulled out and took a deep breath. I said, "How amazing! You came so easily." She said, "I came. " I said, "No. Luckily I pulled out." She said she couldn't take it anymore, so she started moving. Seeing me like this, she taught me how to satisfy her with my hand. After teaching me for a while, I finally understood how to do it. I put two fingers in, found the G-spot she mentioned, and started massaging it vigorously. She immediately reacted and cried out. I massaged it vigorously for a while, and when my hand was almost numb, she suddenly trembled, her lower body tightened and relaxed , and she ejaculated a lot of fluid. Seeing this, I knew she had orgasmed, so I didn't dare to slow down and used the last of my strength to speed up my hand movements. Finally, she ejaculated when there was no more fluid. I said, "My hand is about to break." She picked me up and carried me to the bed, sitting on top of me. My penis entered smoothly, and with her passionate movements, I ejaculated in a few thrusts, my body trembling a few times. After resting for a while, she brought over the underwear I'd soaked the night before, saying she wanted to give it to me. It had a lingering smell that couldn't be washed off. I told her that besides thanking her, I really had nothing to give her. The only thing I could give in return was to tell her not to trust men so easily, especially those seemingly innocent children. She said she was destined to be deceived by men, but felt it was worth being deceived by such a seemingly innocent but mischievous girl. I wholeheartedly agreed with her. That's what makes her beautiful. [The End]

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