Pan Shou, one of the three naive and sexually confused teenagers

Class Two was Chen Xin's class. Their homeroom teacher was a woman named Cao Cui, who had been transferred there at the beginning of the third year of junior high. Xianzhong was only a junior high school with three grades and six classes in each grade. Two of the six classes were top-performing classes: Class One, where Pan Shou was, and Class Four. Class Two, where Chen Xin was, was a poor class, filled with students who had basically given up on further education.
In our country, before the expansion of college enrollment began, it was a remarkable achievement for people in rural areas to even get into high school. Basically, only students from Class One and Class Four in the entire town had the opportunity to get into a higher-level school. Back then,
even students in good vocational schools could be guaranteed job placement. Cao Cui wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a great figure and short hair. According to Chen Xin, she was already a mother and a very mature young woman. Among the few female teachers at Xianzhong, she was considered quite discerning. She wore rather tight-fitting clothes, which accentuated her curves more than other teachers. Plus, she always wore heavy perfume, showing no regard for being a teacher, but that didn't stop the students from gossiping about her.
Stimulated by the fragrance in the air, his male hormones surged. He followed Cao Cui at a leisurely pace, watching her swaying round buttocks, his little brother clearly stirring with desire. It was a pity Cao Cui was wearing pants today, otherwise, he would have had a much better view.
Hearing Pan Shou's footsteps, Cao Cui turned around and glanced down. At that moment, Pan Shou, who was leering at her beautiful buttocks, noticed Cao Cui turn around. Before their eyes even met, his heart skipped a beat, his face flushed slightly, and feeling a little guilty, he hurriedly ran up the stairs along the wall. Cao Cui wasn't Pan Shou's teacher, but she knew he was a good student. Thinking about his expression earlier, she found it rather cute. Confident in her own figure, Cao Cui thought Pan Shou might have been lustful and couldn't help but chuckle smugly.
Pan Shou didn't hear the laughter, otherwise he would have blushed even more. He went into the classroom, sat down, and looked out at the corridor, knowing Cao Cui would pass by later, but still wanting to take another look.
Cao Cui slowly walked towards her classroom, knowing that Class Two was the class of struggling students. She only came to sit in the classroom during evening self-study to make a show of it, and it was also a good opportunity to tease the boys. Thinking of the good students from earlier, she glanced into Class One as she passed by.
Class One truly lived up to its reputation as a top-performing class; the classroom was almost full, with the rustling of students doing exercises mixed with some discussions.
Cao Cui couldn't help but think about her own class. Even before entering, she knew there would only be a handful of
students, and even those who came weren't there to study; they seemed to be the ones dating. Incidentally, about a third of the students at Xianzhong started elementary school later than in most cities, and by the time they reached junior high, some were already 18. Dating in junior high wasn't particularly unusual.
After all, it was forbidden in school. Cao Cui openly told the students it wasn't allowed, but deep down she felt that at this age, and besides, most of the students in her class wouldn't continue their studies after junior high, so she sometimes saw signs of it but pretended not to, gradually developing into something she would sometimes tease the students about privately.
Thinking about teasing him, Cao Cui's eyes involuntarily searched for Pan Shou in the classroom. Finding him staring at her in the corridor, she glared at him, startling him so much that he immediately blushed and lowered his head. Cao Cui was secretly delighted.
Good students were so different from those little rascals in Class Two; they were so innocent. Walking into her classroom, Cao Cui thought she'd tease the good boy again sometime.
Meanwhile, Pan Shou felt incredibly annoyed, as if he'd been tricked by Teacher Cao. Coupled with the memory of seeing her wiggling butt earlier, he couldn't calm down for a while.
Time flies for different people. Evening self-study ended, and the students in Class One felt it wasn't enough time. The students in Class Two had disappeared before the bell rang. Cao Cui had also returned to the teachers' dormitory early.
At first, Pan Shou couldn't settle down, thinking that if he ran into Cao Cui afterward, he definitely wouldn't hide. But as he started doing his exercises, he forgot about it. When the other students started returning to their dorms, Pan Shou followed, only to find that Class Two was already empty, and Cao Cui was nowhere to be seen.
That night, Pan Shou, lying in bed, felt a bit horny. If he were alone in his room at home, he would have already started masturbating. After all, his already fervent and impatient heart wasn't afraid of being caught or scolded by the adults. Classic Hong Kong action movies were indeed entertaining, exciting to watch, and always worth reminiscing about. But it was rare for just the three of them to watch together like this; usually, there were at least five friends. Pan Shou had been wondering what kind of movie this was.
Entering Yi Jian's second-floor living room, Yi Jian took out a videotape from his bag. There was no outer case, so it was impossible to tell what kind of movie it was. After turning on the TV and the VCR, Yi Jian put the tape in.
The three of them didn't bother to find seats and just sat on the floor. They always did this when there were more people, and this time, with only three of them, they didn't think to change anything. They sat facing the TV
, waiting for it to start. Pan Shou saw English appear on the screen and wondered if it was an American movie instead of a Hong Kong one. Suddenly, several clips appeared, startling him. It wasn't fear, but a bit of embarrassment, and his heart was pounding.
Chen Xin and Yi Jian, on the other hand, had lustful eyes and looked very expectant.
"What country is this movie from? It's different from the last one, everyone's got such big breasts." Chen Xin gestured and asked Yi Jian.
"I got it from A Fu, he said it's American."
"I feel like this isn't what you guys wanted. Pan Shou discovered that even watching sex is so stimulating. While watching the movie, his body was burning and he couldn't get aroused. The actual experience must be even more different. No wonder Chen Xin came back so excited after he did it."
The plot wasn't that important anymore. After watching more movies, Pan Shou realized that American and European films were all about the action, showing off huge breasts, big buttocks, big dicks, and powerful thrusts.
He finally managed to finish watching the movie. Because of his constant fidgeting and going to the bathroom in the middle, Pan Shou didn't ejaculate, but he couldn't tell if the other two guys did. Anyway, after it was over, Yi Jian immediately packed up, afraid that the adults would find the videotape, and took out... He put it in his backpack and hid it carefully... Pan Shou felt his face was too red while watching the movie, and he was afraid the other two would see his embarrassing moment, so he immediately suggested going home. He forgot that he had planned to scold Yi Jian and
the others before watching the movie, and they hadn't invited him. Actually, everyone makes a fool of themselves in these kinds of situations, it's just that Pan Shou couldn't let loose. Yi Jian finished getting ready and prepared to take a shower instead of going out to play with his friends. Pan Shou and Chen Xin went home together. After watching the movie, it didn't seem to have much of an impact, at least not on the surface; everyone's expressions were normal.
On the way home, they passed a house where the beautiful young woman they had seen earlier had gone in, and the lights were still on. Pan Shou glanced at it, and that beautiful figure flashed through his mind.
"I must try the moves in the movie with Ping sometime," Chen Xin said confidently as they walked.
"Who is Ping? Why didn't you tell me? Tell me honestly," Pan Shou asked, hugging Chen Xin's neck.
"I'll tell you next time, haha!" "Chen Xin struggled to break free and ran away.
Pan Shou immediately chased after him, and the two of them playfully fought their way home.
Pan Shou's Story (Part 3) A Very Enjoyable Thing
It was another night, and Pan Shou couldn't remember if it was the weekend. He was surprised that he didn't even know. While thinking, he didn't stop walking. Although it was already dark, the village streets were still easy to walk on, illuminated by the sparse streetlights.
Pan Shou walked along the village streets, heading towards Yi Jian's house. Although it wasn't late at night, because there were few activities in Pan Shou's village at night, almost every house was closed, and there were hardly any people to be seen on the streets. The night wind was still a bit chilly, and he felt a little uneasy.
However, he felt that there was something he had to do, and it seemed like a good thing. Pan Shou continued walking, but his pace quickened significantly. After crossing a small bridge, he glanced in the direction of the lights. Wasn't that Peng Xiang's house?
Peng Xiang was the one who did business outside and had a beautiful wife. His wife was the beautiful young woman that Pan Shou and Chen Xin had seen before.
"Huh!" Pan Shou saw that Pengxiang's door was open, and a shadow flashed before his eyes. He felt as if he saw a figure dart out. Pan Shou immediately hid in the shadows to the side and waited to see who it was. After a while, no one came over, and he came out again, puzzled.
"It looks like a man, but I saw Pengxiang go out a few days ago, so there shouldn't be any men at home. Could it be a thief?" Pan Shou wondered, unsure if he'd gained courage tonight or what. He slowly walked towards Pengxiang's house, glancing around to see if anyone was watching.
Confirming no one was watching and seeing no sign of anyone, Pan Shou approached Pengxiang's house with a sense of security. He saw a beautiful figure moving through the curtains upstairs, recognizing the pretty young woman, and the image of her captivating presence flashed through his mind. A moment later, Pan Shou looked again; the lights were still on, but the figure was gone. She must have gone inside. He
then noticed the door was ajar, but no one was there. The surroundings were quiet, and because of the trees, one couldn't see Pengxiang's door unless they went inside. Suddenly, he recalled seeing the young woman's figure that day, and a surge of heat rose in his lower body. Whether it was a rush of blood to his head or a glimmer of hope, the usually calm Pan Shou entered Pengxiang's house, closed the door, took off his shoes, and quietly went inside.
Since it was dark outside and the room was unlit, Pan Shou could still see clearly by the moonlight. He felt the layout of the house was identical to Yi Jian's; it seemed the houses of the several families in the village who had become wealthy were all built by copying each other.
Pan Shou, familiar with the layout, made his way to the stairs. Carefully and tiptoeing upstairs, he reached the master bedroom. He saw the door was closed, but not completely shut.
Excited and frightened, Pan Shou approached the door and gently pushed it open a little more, allowing him to see what was inside. What he saw terrified him.
A small light was on in the room. Lying on the bed was a beautiful young woman, wearing a sexy, silky camisole nightgown. One strap was unfastened, revealing one breast, and a slender, white hand was caressing it. He could see the other hand groping her lower body. From the angle of the door, he could only see a side view; her bent legs blocked the view, but he could see a small pair of panties hanging from her ankle. To get a full view, Pan Shou had unknowingly pushed the door a third open, observing the scene under the light.
A beautiful body was displayed before him. His lower body was still obscured, but he could see fingers rubbing between her slender legs. He knew exactly what she was doing, and his manhood immediately sprang to life.
Unable to see her lower body, he looked up. A hand was gently caressing her breasts, which were directly facing the door. Pan Shou examined them closely; even lying down, they were large enough to be grasped with one hand, and they would surely be even larger when she stood up. He glanced at his right hand and couldn't help but swallow.
The woman on the bed further aroused Pan Shou. Not content with the previous gentle movements, her beautiful body began to writhe more. Her hands went beyond mere caresses; she began to pinch and tease her nipples with her fingers, occasionally gently pulling on them. Then, the other hand, which had been touching her lower body, was withdrawn, and her index finger was being sucked.
With a soft "pop," fingers left the cherry-like lips, pulling down the other strap of the bra, and both hands began to caress the breasts. Pan Shou noticed that the breasts seemed a little larger than before, and the nipples, which he couldn't quite grasp with one hand, were firmer. Then, he saw the woman's hand slowly withdraw from her breast, touching the nipple as it did so, stimulating Pan Shou to tighten his grip on the door.
Fortunately, it wasn't too loud. The woman on the bed continued to enjoy herself, not content with the light caresses. As the pressure increased, the movements of both hands intensified, and her body, which had been slightly twisting, began to roll from side to side.
"Mmm...mmm..." came from her nostrils.
Watching the scene on the bed, hearing these aphrodisiac sounds, Pan Shou felt a burning desire within him. The half-open door was no longer enough; he opened it completely, watching the woman roll on the bed, smelling the scent filling the room, completely forgetting that he was just peeping.
The beautiful woman on the bed slipped her hand back between her legs. With a movement, she tilted her head back, seemingly enjoying it. Then she turned to her side, revealing her beautiful back to Pan Shou. Her hand moved again, and Pan Shou saw her lift her hips slightly as she lay on her side. At this moment, Pan Shou could vaguely see her hand between her legs, her ring finger moving in and out. With the movement of her fingers, in the light, Pan Shou clearly saw her buttocks tremble slightly, and her body began to roll again.
He watched as Pan Shou's hand unconsciously moved to his groin, pressing his palm against it through his pants.
Just then, the woman rolled to the side of the door. As if sensing something, or perhaps a gust of wind brought her to her senses, she opened her eyes and saw Pan Shou by the door. She stopped, and her eyes lit up noticeably.
Upon meeting his gaze, Pan Shou remembered what he had done and turned to escape. In his panic, he went the wrong way, retreating instead into the living room next to the master bedroom. When Pan Shou realized what had happened, he found a beautiful figure already at the top of the stairs.
Just as Pan Shou turned around, the beautiful woman on the bed got off. Before Pan Shou could see her, she touched her mouth, drooling, and chased after him. This time, Pan Shou panicked, trying to come up with an excuse.
But he was wrong. The woman looked at him like she was prey. Her camisole nightgown was already pulled back to one side, she was barefoot, and her right panties were still hanging on her leg—she hadn't shaken them off because they were too small and she'd rushed out. The woman didn't speak, but pressed Pan Shou closer step by step. Pan Shou backed away, until he reached the sofa, where he tripped and fell back down.
He tried to stand up, but the woman was already in front of him. One of her exposed breasts trembled slightly. Although she was still wearing her nightgown, the living room lights were off, and the light from the master bedroom made her body appear even more alluring and veiled. But Pan Shou's penis, still limp from being scared, was now filled with panic.
As the woman pressed closer, Pan Shou shrank further into the sofa.
"I..." Pan Shou was about to give the excuse he had just made up in his head.
"Shh." The beautiful woman pressed her index finger to Pan Shou's mouth, preventing him from speaking, and then pressed the switch on the wall, turning on the living room chandelier.
Pan Shou smelled the fragrance emanating from in front of him, mixed with an indescribable scent. It turned out that the beautiful woman's finger was already pressed against the tip of Pan Shou's nose. After the light was turned on, the beautiful woman's breasts touched Pan Shou, and Pan Shou's penis immediately became erect, pressing against the beautiful woman's lower abdomen.
Pan Shou was both happy and afraid at this moment, but the beautiful woman did not say anything, staring at Pan Shou under her, her eyes shining with lust. Feeling the sensation from her lower abdomen, the corners of her mouth slightly raised. Pan Shou saw that the beautiful woman did not scold him, but instead seemed happy to see him, so he was no longer afraid, but being inexperienced, he dared not move.
The beautiful woman looked at Pan Shou's appearance and knew that he was a novice. She bent down and squatted down, her hands touching Pan Shou's chest, slowly moving down, and quickly unfastened his belt, then pulled it down along with his underwear. Pan Shou's penis immediately became erect and exposed to the air. Pan Shou felt his penis being released shortly after, when the beautiful woman took his glans into her mouth. Then he felt her gentle hand guiding the base of his penis, which was slowly swallowed by her mouth.
Pan Shou felt incredibly pleasurable, his consciousness rising. He would hug his blanket and fantasize, sometimes falling asleep with a wet dream, but the result was always the same: he had to change his underwear the next day.
Following Yi Jian and Chen Xin, he gradually watched a lot of pornography and started masturbating with his right hand. Each time he finished, he felt incredibly satisfied. In reality, he would look at any woman—good-looking, with a good figure—and imprint her image in his mind. Not long after, he would have such wet dreams, the objects of his dreams changing, all beautiful women he had seen in real life.
It wasn't until he had a girlfriend and experienced real sex that Pan Shou began to have fewer of these dreams, but they still occurred occasionally. The mental pleasure derived from these dreams was even more pleasurable than having sex with a girlfriend. Do you, the reader, ever feel the same way?
[The End]

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