I finally satisfied my teacher's wife.

Chapter 1
The first woman in my life was my teacher's wife, who is now my mother-in-law. That happened five years before I got married. It was 1982, when I was 18 years old. When I was 6, my parents passed away one after the other, and I became an orphan. From then on, I lived with my grandfather and uncle's family. When I was in middle school, my grandfather also passed away, and my uncle's family became even more indifferent to me. I finally graduated from middle school, but my aunt used the excuse of heavy family burdens to make me drop out of school. I was 15 years old that year.

After dropping out of school, my uncle introduced me to a car repair shop in the county town as an apprentice. There was no salary, but food and lodging were provided. I was the only apprentice in the repair shop besides my master. My master was very skilled at repairing cars. In addition to the repair shop, he also had a truck for transportation and hired a driver to drive the trucks. Sometimes my master would also go on long-distance trips with him.

Because of my master's good skills, he had a good reputation in the area, so the business was very prosperous, and he was quite wealthy in the area. At that time, he had built a two-story house, which was quite remarkable in the county town at that time. My master car dealer was in his forties. Although he wasn't particularly handsome, he was very honest and kind, which was one of the reasons his shop was so successful.

Because I was an orphan, I lived with him. There were only three people in his family: my master, his wife, and their daughter. His wife was very young and beautiful, looking much younger than my master. I later heard that she was very poor and had married him because of his financial situation, so she was more than ten years younger than him. Their daughter, Xiaohua, was 11 years old and still in elementary school. She was as beautiful and cute as his wife.

His wife was very kind-hearted. Knowing that I was an orphan who had lost my parents at a young age, she treated me very well. Xiaohua also loved playing with me. When she wasn't in school, she would often come to play with me, always calling me "brother." After I had been with my master for six months, they treated me like family. My master and his wife had always wanted a son, but his wife had a difficult childbirth with Xiaohua and couldn't have any more children. Now they treated me like their son. Especially my master's wife, who often said she wanted me to be her son, and later sometimes she would just call me son directly. My master would just smile憨厚ly when he heard this.

I learned car repair skills from my master, and after a year I could fix most common problems myself. Because I was in the repair shop, my master would sometimes go on truck trips

with me. Since I was in contact with the drivers, I often heard them talk about women. At that time, I only vaguely understood the relationship between men and women, and I often blushed and my heart would race when I listened. Later, my master sometimes let me go on truck trips with him. I was young then and very happy to go on these trips. Each trip would take four or five days. When I came back, my master's wife would always ask me if I was tired and would cook me something delicious. Once, when we went out, we stayed in a simple roadside restaurant. Before, I would share a room with the driver, but this time, because the room was very small, we had to stay in two separate rooms next to each other.

The room was very simply furnished, with just a table and a small chair. There was nowhere to go after eating, so I went to bed early. The restaurant was very simple; the two rooms were separated only by a wooden board covered with newspaper, some parts of which were torn and swayed by the light. The hotel was almost entirely occupied by drivers, and their constant noise at night kept me awake, interspersed with women's laughter. It was a struggle to finally drift off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, I was suddenly awakened by sounds coming from the driver's room next door. Opening my eyes, I saw the light was still on, and a woman's moaning could be clearly heard coming from between the wooden planks of the room. I was very curious; I couldn't understand why there was a woman in a driver's room. Driven by curiosity, I pressed my eye against the wooden planks and squinted into the next room. Suddenly, my face flushed red. In the next room, the driver was naked, on top of a naked woman. The woman's legs were raised high, and the driver was on top of her, moving his hips. I suddenly understood—this was sex; the driver was having sex with that woman.

I had only read about such things in books when I was in school, but this was the first time I had seen it in person. Driven by curiosity, my eyes were drawn to the scene in the next room. I nervously peered through the gap in the wooden planks, the woman's cries clearly reaching my ears, piercing my nerves. Soon, I felt a heat rising within me, and my penis, without me even realizing it, became erect, pushing against my skin. My heart pounded, a surge of desire coursed through me, and my mouth went dry. Only when the two people next to me finished did I realize I was drenched in sweat.

I lay there, unable to sleep, my mind replaying the scene of the driver's actions, the woman's cries echoing in my ears, my thoughts racing.

I was only 16 that year. Although I didn't fully understand what was happening, the scene that night was deeply etched in my memory.

The next morning, I groggily ate dinner and got on the bus. It was already afternoon when I got home. Having barely slept all night, I went straight to bed as soon as I arrived.

That evening, my teacher's wife woke me up for dinner. She didn't know what had happened and thought I was sick or unwell, asking me with concern. I blushed and told my mentor's wife it was nothing, then quickly got up, washed my face, and sat down at the table. She had prepared a delicious meal especially for me. During the meal, she kept complaining about my mentor, saying I was too young to be making him drive around in those cars for days at a time, and that it

was taking a toll on his health. My mentor, already a very honest man, was even less temperamental in front of her, simply saying it was to give me more experience and broaden my horizons. Hearing this, my mentor's wife became even angrier, saying, "What broaden your horizons? What good things can you learn from those drivers? None of them are good people; they're always drinking or chasing women. Won't you all be corrupted by them in the long run?"

My mentor could only nod meekly in agreement. Her words reminded me of what I'd seen the night before, and my face flushed.

Lying in bed that night, the image of the driver and that woman flashed through my mind again, and my penis quickly became erect.

It took me a long time to drift off to sleep. In my dream, I was having sex with a woman. I was on top of her, my penis in a warm place. After a few thrusts, I felt incredibly comfortable all over, and suddenly woke up shivering. Then I felt something warm inside me, and when I touched it, it was sticky. I had a wet dream; in my dream, I lost my virginity.

Because my underwear was stained, it was uncomfortable to wear, so I took it off, wiped myself clean, and tossed it onto the bed. I lay there, savoring the pleasure of the dream, trying to remember who the woman was and what she looked like. The woman's appearance was blurry in the dream, but as I lay there, I tried my best to recall her. Suddenly, my heart started racing. It was my teacher's wife! Although her image was blurry, I knew it was my beautiful teacher's wife. I had dreamt of having sex with her! I felt my heart pounding, and my penis became erect again. This is understandable. When I had little understanding of women, the person I had the most contact with in my life was my teacher's wife, and she had always been very kind to me. Although Xiaohua was also close to me, she was just a young girl who had only started junior high school.

My mind kept wandering, and my teacher's wife's beautiful face and her full, rounded body would involuntarily appear in my mind. I don't know how long I wandered off before I finally drifted off to sleep.

The next day, I didn't get up early as usual, but lay in bed sound asleep until my teacher's wife had already set breakfast on the table and woke me up. When I opened my eyes and saw my teacher's wife standing in front of me, I couldn't help but blush and my heart pounded. The dream from last night resurfaced. When my teacher's wife saw that I was awake and my face was red, she asked me with concern if I was sick. I hurriedly replied that I wasn't, and threw back the covers to get up.

As soon as I threw back the covers, I quickly covered myself again because I was completely naked after losing my underwear last night. My aunt chuckled at my flustered state, glanced at me, and then turned and walked out. As she left, she told me to get up and eat quickly, wondering if my master's wife had seen my naked body.

I quickly got up, found some underwear to put on, then hastily dressed, washed my face, and brushed my teeth. Sitting at the table, I didn't dare look directly at my master's wife. After hastily finishing my meal, I went to the repair shop.

My head was in a whirl all morning, and I was distracted while repairing the car. My mechanic pointed out several mistakes, and asked me with concern if I wasn't feeling well. I blushed and said no. It took a while for me to calm down, and then we worked together to find the car's problems and fix it. The repair shop was very busy, often with two or three cars being repaired at the same time, and I eventually forgot about everything else in the rush.

At noon, I went home with my mechanic for lunch. My junior colleague, Xiaohua, didn't have school in the afternoon, and during lunch, she insisted that I go shopping with her. Since there wasn't much work in the afternoon, my mechanic told me I didn't need to go to the repair shop that afternoon. He told me to take some money to take Xiaohua shopping and that I should buy myself some clothes. I accepted the 100 yuan my mechanic's wife gave me. Xiaohua, seeing that my mechanic had agreed to let me go shopping with her, happily discussed with me where we should go in the afternoon. Now my master and his family treat me like family, caring for me in every way, just like their own child. Having lost the warmth of a family at a young age, since coming to my master's house, they have been very caring and attentive to me. Xiao Hua and I are very affectionate; he always calls me "brother." I've already come to feel at home here.

After dinner, Xiao Hua grabbed me and wanted to go shopping. I told my master and his wife, and then I took Xiao Hua with me. We strolled around the streets, Xiao Hua holding my hand the whole time. At that time, 100 yuan was a lot of money. I bought Xiao Hua some snacks and school supplies. Xiao Hua chattered away while eating the snacks. With Xiao Hua's advice, I bought myself a piece of clothing. Because my master likes to drink, I also bought him two bottles of wine on the way back.
Chapter 2:
Around 4 PM, we got home. Xiao Hua took a bunch of snacks to his room to do his homework. I put the two bottles of wine on the table and then took the remaining money to my master's wife in the kitchen. My master's wife told me to keep the remaining 30-odd yuan for my own spending money, and then nodded with satisfaction after looking at the clothes I bought.

Just as I was about to leave, my master's wife suddenly called me back. Before I could ask what was wrong, she blushed and whispered in my ear, "Xiaojun, remember to soak your underwear in water next time, otherwise it'll be hard to wash after it dries."

My face flushed instantly. Since coming to my master's house, my master's wife had been washing my clothes. Last night, after using the toilet, I carelessly tossed my underwear on the bed, intending to secretly wash it the next day. But this morning, seeing my master's wife made me flustered, and I forgot about it. When I came back for lunch, I saw the washed clothes hanging in the yard, but because Xiaohua was insisting I take her to the market, I hadn't thought of it.

When my master's wife mentioned it, I suddenly remembered. She must have found it when she was cleaning my room this morning. Seeing what was on my underwear, she obviously knew what it was, which is why she blushed as she told me.

I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear. My face was burning red, and I couldn't speak. I called out, "Master's wife…"

and then lowered my head, my face still red, unsure what to say next.

Seeing my embarrassment, my teacher's wife chuckled. Although she was my teacher's wife, she was only ten years older than me, and sometimes she was as innocent as an older sister. She reached out and patted my head, saying, "Hehe! What's wrong? Are you embarrassed? What's there to be shy about? This kind of thing is normal for boys. It just means our Xiaojun is a man now."

The scene from my dream flashed through my mind again, the feeling of being on top of my teacher's wife. Now, with her standing right in front of me, my heart started racing. I hummed

in agreement and fled back to my room. Sitting there, I couldn't contain my pounding heart, and my mind started wandering again. I didn't dare take another step out of the door until Xiaohua came in to call me for dinner.

My master was back. I called out to him and asked him to sit down at the table. His wife brought over the wine I had bought and sat down, saying, "Look! This wine Xiaojun bought especially for you. Xiaojun has grown up and is becoming more and more sensible."

My master smiled happily and said, "Yes! Xiaojun is more sensible than most children, and he's very clever and efficient at his work. Come on! Have a drink with your master today."

Because my master sometimes drives, his wife usually doesn't allow him to drink, only letting him have a little when he's not busy. I've never drunk alcohol before. His wife seemed especially happy today; she even brought three glasses and wanted to drink with my master and me. My master was even happier to see his wife drinking too.

I hurriedly said I couldn't drink, and my master said, "It's alright, you can learn slowly if you don't know how. Men always have to learn to drink; you'll get it after a few tries."

My master's wife also said, "A little bit won't hurt. Look at me, I can drink; I learned it in no time."

At this moment, my master picked up his glass and said, "Come on! Cheers!"

He raised the glass to his lips and downed it in one gulp. My master's wife didn't hesitate either, picking up her glass and drinking it in one go. Seeing how readily my master and master's wife drank, I didn't think much of it and picked up my glass and swallowed hard. Instantly, a hot, burning sensation rushed to my head, and I immediately started coughing, tears welling up in my eyes.

My master's wife, sitting next to me, quickly patted my back, saying, "If you can't drink, don't drink so fast all at once. You have to start slowly, understand? Quick! Eat a few bites of food first."

I stopped coughing, nodded with tears in my eyes, and quickly picked up my chopsticks and ate a few bites of food, which finally brought down the hot, burning sensation.

After that, I dared not drink in large gulps anymore, sipping each time with small sips. My master's wife sat beside me, drinking slowly, and soon I finished a glass of wine. At that moment, I realized the wine wasn't so bad. My master really loved drinking; he always drank a glass in one gulp. Of course, the glasses were small back then, so later I could drink more in one gulp, sometimes finishing a glass in three or four.

I happily drank and talked with my master and his wife. My master became happier with each sip, and my master's wife's face flushed, laughing and talking incessantly. Since coming to my master's house, this was the first time I'd seen my master's wife so happy. Her face was rosy, her almond-shaped eyes were bright and watery, her face was oval with a high nose, and her rosy lips were slightly pouting—both beautiful and charming.

I had never looked at my master's wife so closely before; now I realized how young and beautiful she truly was, especially when she was happy, with her innocent and playful expression, like a little girl. Coupled with her feminine demeanor, she was even more captivating. No wonder people often said that my master's wife was a beautiful flower on cow dung.

I sat next to my master's wife, gazing at her beautiful and charming face, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her. I was unconsciously captivated, and before I knew it, I had drunk quite a bit, gradually feeling my head spinning.

I had already downed more than half a jin of wine. Seeing that my face was flushed, my master's wife put the bottle away, saying, "That's enough! No more drinking, it's time to eat."

My master clearly hadn't had enough, but since my master's wife had spoken, he could only shake his head and sigh, looking at the bottle. My master's wife served rice, and I ate two bowls. After washing up, I went back to my room, feeling dizzy, and lay down on the bed, quickly falling into a hazy sleep.

After a nap, I woke up with a parched mouth. I sat up, feeling much clearer-headed, but my mouth was incredibly dry, as if my throat was on fire. I turned on the light, put on my underwear, and went to the living room to get a glass of water. When I got there, there was a pot of iced tea on the dining table. I picked it up and gulped it down, immediately feeling much better. Putting the teapot down, I turned to walk towards my room. Before I even reached the door, I heard a sound coming

from upstairs. I stopped and listened carefully. Because I had been so thirsty and eager to drink, I hadn't paid attention to my surroundings. Now that I had calmed down, I could hear the sound coming from upstairs. A little suspicious, I initially thought it might be a burglar. I held my breath and listened intently. A familiar sound reached my ears, and my heart started racing.

It was the sound I had heard in the small restaurant the other day—a woman's moans.

I quietly walked to the top of the stairs and listened again. It was indeed a woman's moans coming from upstairs, and it was a very familiar sound—it was my teacher's wife's voice.

Standing at the top of the stairs, I felt a surge of heat, my heart pounding. I hesitated, wanting to turn back to my room, but I couldn't move a single step. My teacher's wife's voice was like an invisible rope, binding me tightly. Involuntarily, I carefully made my way up the stairs, step by step. The closer I got, the

clearer her voice became. I followed the sound to her bedroom door. As I approached, the sound grew even clearer; her moans were alluring and seductive, each one reaching my ears. I felt my blood boiling, my heart pounding, and my penis, without me even realizing it, was already erect.

Just as I was about to press my ear against the door, my master's wife's moans suddenly stopped, followed by her disapproving voice: "You...you're done again! It's always like this. I just start to feel something and you're done."

Then my master's voice came through: "Wife, I don't know what's wrong. It's always like this. I felt okay today after drinking, but you..." My master's wife said angrily, "What do you mean 'okay'? You were done in just two minutes! It's always like this. Don't you know how uncomfortable it is for me! Move a little more slowly and see if you can get up again."

Then I heard a rustling sound, but soon I heard my master's wife's angry voice again: "Fine, forget it! If it doesn't work, then forget it. Don't touch me again. Every time, it makes me feel so uncomfortable."

Then I heard my master's wife sigh heavily, followed by a loud thud as she turned over.

The bedroom suddenly became quiet. Afraid of being discovered by my master, I quickly and cautiously went downstairs, rushed back to my room, closed the door, jumped onto the sofa, turned off the light, and lay down, panting heavily. It took a while for my breathing to calm down. I lay down, and one hand involuntarily grasped my penis, slowly stroking it. A wave of pleasure surged from my penis throughout my body, and the scene from my dream reappeared in my mind. I stroked my penis while thinking of my master's wife.

As I stroked faster and faster, the pleasure from my penis grew stronger and stronger. I stroked it while thinking of my master's wife, and soon I reached a climax.

I took off my underwear, wiped my penis clean, and this time I didn't throw it away. Instead, I nestled it under my pillow and fell asleep comfortably.
Chapter 3

On the third day, my master returned. That evening, my master's wife unusually put a bottle of wine on the dinner table. My master was very happy today. While drinking with my master's wife, he talked about the gains from this trip. It turned out that my master had contacted a long-term client this time, making a fixed trip every week, each trip taking three days round trip. In addition to some odd jobs, he had a considerable income every month. Combined with the monthly income from the repair shop, his income had doubled compared to before. My teacher's wife was also very happy to hear this and planned to save the money for my future wedding. My teacher readily agreed.

I was deeply moved. My teacher and his wife treated me like their own child, caring for me in every way. Although I didn't receive a salary, they often gave me pocket money, which, if you included food and clothing, was more than most people's wages. Not only that, my teacher's wife was even planning for my future wedding, completely treating me like family. These were things I could never have received before. I secretly resolved in my heart that I must treat them well in the future and be filial to them as I would my own parents.

The meal was very enjoyable, and all four of us were happy. After dinner, Xiaohua went to her room to do her homework, while my teacher, his wife, and I sat on the sofa in the living room watching TV. My teacher's family had a 21-inch color TV, which was very rare in families at that time. Most families had at most a black and white TV, and many families didn't even have a TV.

Around 9 PM, the TV series ended, and my teacher's wife turned it off so everyone could get ready for bed. She poured a pot of tea and placed it on the coffee table, then said to me, "Xiaojun, if you're thirsty tonight

, there's water in the pot." I nodded and went back to my room. Lying down, I suddenly remembered what my teacher's wife had said before going upstairs. She had never done this before. Why today? Was it because she was worried I'd be thirsty from drinking tonight, or...? Suddenly, a thought struck me. Was

my teacher's wife going to do it with my teacher again tonight? I remembered that she had made an exception to offer my teacher wine, and before going upstairs, she had told me there was water in the pot. Was she hinting at something? I was lost in thought. You see, I was 16 at the time, just beginning to experience romantic feelings, a time of great curiosity about the hazy, uncertainties of love. My mind started to race, and images from my dream began to surface. I couldn't lie there any longer. I quietly got up and went to the door, pressing my ear against it to listen to the sounds in the living room. It was quiet outside. I carefully opened the door a crack, saw that the living room light was off, then slowly opened the door again to listen, before quietly going into the living room barefoot. I stood in the living room for a moment, then quietly went upstairs. As soon as I reached the top, I heard my master's wife moaning coming from his bedroom.

I tiptoed to the door of my master's bedroom, and the moaning gradually grew louder. I noticed that the door to my master's bedroom wasn't completely closed, leaving a small gap. Because the bedroom light was off and the door was small, I couldn't see what was happening inside, but my master's wife's voice came through very clearly.

I held my breath and stood at the door of my master's bedroom, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside. I heard my master's wife moaning, "Hmm... go slower today... hmm... hmm... don't come out so quickly... hmm... it always makes me feel so uncomfortable... hmm... hmm..." I felt all the blood rush to my head, my mouth went dry, my heart pounded wildly, and my penis was erect and painfully swollen.

Then they heard the master say, "Oh! Wife, I don't want to come out so quickly either, but as soon as I went in, I wanted it.

I couldn't hold it in if I moved, but you didn't want me to stay still." The master's wife said, "Hmm... talk! What's the use of just staying inside if you don't move... hmm... can't you try to hold it in a little longer..."

The master seemed to be gritting his teeth as he said, "I... I also want to hold it in a little longer, but as soon as I move, you squeeze so hard inside that I can't take it anymore, and I come out in a flash."

The master's wife groaned, "Hmm... hmm... no... how can I not squeeze... hmm... as soon as I feel comfortable... hmm... I can't help but squeeze... hmm... it's not that I did it on purpose... oh... no... no... you... why are you..."

The master said embarrassedly, "Good wife, I'm sorry, I... I really can't hold it in anymore."

The master's wife said angrily, "You... you're always like this, if you keep doing this I..."

She sighed deeply.

The master also sighed heavily, and the bedroom returned to silence.

I quickly and quietly went downstairs, and by the moonlight streaming through the window, I picked up the teapot and gulped down large mouthfuls of cold tea. After drinking half a pot, I finally felt the burning sensation in my heart subside a little. As I picked up the teapot, I heard a crisp "clink" sound, but I didn't pay attention because my mouth was dry. Only when I put the teapot down did I notice a teacup next to it; the teapot had made a crisp sound when it hit the teacup.

I went back to my room and lay down on the bed, my penis still erect and painfully swollen. I couldn't help but reach inside and grasp my penis, starting to move it. As I moved my penis rapidly, I thought of my master's wife, imagining myself on top of her, moving my penis. Soon, I ejaculated in extreme pleasure. I wiped my penis dry, then curled my vagina into a ball under the pillow and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, after breakfast, my mechanic called me to the repair shop. The two of us worked all morning repairing the car that had been delivered the day before before going home for lunch.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I found my underwear hanging outside again. I knew my master's wife had found it again. I thought to myself, since she already knows, I felt at ease. After dinner, I went back to my room to rest for a while. Lying down, I noticed a new towel next to my pillow. I picked it up and looked at it, and suddenly remembered the underwear. I wondered how my master's wife knew I had been intimate last night, and why she had taken my underwear out to wash it this morning. Could it be…? I suddenly remembered last night, since my master's wife was planning to have sex with my master, why hadn't she closed the bedroom door properly? And what about the teacup next to the teapot yesterday?

Holding the handkerchief in my hand, I thought about how my master's wife had clearly prepared it for me. Her purpose was obvious: to use it when I needed it, so I wouldn't have to use it inside. Had my master's wife deliberately placed the teacup there last night? That way, I would definitely bump into the teacup when I tried to drink from the teapot. And what about the door to my master's bedroom?

I was lost in thought until my master called me, bringing me back to reality. I quickly agreed, put the handkerchief under my pillow, and went to the repair shop with my master.
Chapter 4
: Another year passed in a flash. The repair shop's business was booming, and my master had taught me all his skills. I was practically the only one running the repair shop. My master often went out to drive trucks, and his delivery work became even busier. Half a year ago, he bought another truck, and now both were running simultaneously. Because he was sometimes overwhelmed, he hired someone to help me with odd jobs, increasing our family income.

Over the past year, my master's wife has become increasingly kind to me, taking great care of me in every way. Because my master is often away on his road trips, she consults me on many family matters, clearly treating me like a man in the family. Xiao Hua has also become closer to me, always wanting to be with me. Once, she secretly told me that my master's wife asked her if she liked me, and she said yes. My master's wife then said, "If you like me, how about you marry your brother when you grow up?"

This made me even more aware of my master's wife's affection for me. During this time, I eavesdropped twice, but I didn't hear my master and master's wife doing anything. Later, I thought about how good my master's wife was to me, and I shouldn't have any improper thoughts about her, so I stopped eavesdropping. Of course, I sometimes masturbate. I once secretly went to a video arcade and watched a pornographic video; the scenes of men and women doing it shocked me greatly. Every time I masturbate, I can't help but think of my master's wife. Although I know I shouldn't do this, I can't control myself. Whenever I masturbate, my master's wife's image appears clearly in my mind.

Having watched a pornographic video once, I had some understanding of sex. Every time I masturbated, I would imagine myself on top of my master's wife, my hard penis thrusting rapidly inside her, finally ejaculating amidst her moans. Of course, I always used a towel during masturbation, and by the time I masturbated again, the towel under my pillow had been washed clean by my master's wife. Just

when everything seemed perfect, disaster struck. My master was in a car accident while driving. Another car violated traffic rules and collided with his vehicle. My master died on the spot due to severe injuries. When my master's wife and I arrived at the local hospital, we saw him in the morgue. His condition was horrific; my master's wife fainted upon seeing him.

Later, the traffic department determined that the other car was fully responsible, and they compensated my master's family with a large sum of money. The insurance company also provided compensation. After

settling my master's funeral arrangements, my master's wife insisted that I sell both cars and forbade me from driving anymore, forcing me to run a repair shop full-time. By then, the repair shop had grown into a fairly large business, and business was booming. Following my mentor's wife's advice, I repaired the damaged car and sold it along with another vehicle. Back then, trucking was very profitable, and obtaining transport permits was difficult, so the two vehicles, along with all the necessary documents, sold for a very good price—more than the cost of buying them.

After everything was settled, one evening, my mentor's wife called me to her bedroom and took out several bankbooks from a locked drawer. We calculated that our previous savings, plus the compensation from my mentor and the proceeds from the car sale, totaled nearly two million yuan. This was a huge sum at the time; having ten thousand yuan was already considered quite impressive. I never imagined my mentor had saved so much money.

My master's wife said to me, "Xiaojun, this family will depend on you from now on. Xiaohua and I will depend on you too. You can't abandon us."

I promised her, "Master's wife, from the moment I came to this family, I considered it my own home. I lost my parents when I was young, and it was you and my master who took me in and treated me so well. I've always considered you my parents. Don't worry, I will never leave you. I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

Hearing this, my master's wife threw herself into my arms and cried.

I had never seen my master's wife cry like this when my master passed away. Seeing her cry like this made my heart ache, and I hugged her shoulders and cried with her.

After crying for a while, my master's wife lifted her head from my arms, sat up straight, and said, "Xiaojun, I'm relieved that you have this heart. I didn't misjudge you, and I didn't love you in vain. From now on, this family is all yours. You must take good care of yourself, for this family, and for me and Xiaohua."

I nodded heavily in agreement.

My master's wife wanted to give me her savings book for safekeeping, telling me I could make my own decisions if I needed money for business. I firmly refused, telling her to keep it herself and that I would ask her for it if needed. Seeing this, she treated me even better, hugging me tightly before finally putting the savings book away in a drawer.

She then suggested I move upstairs to the room opposite hers, since Xiaohua had to live at high school. I lived downstairs, and she would live upstairs alone. She said she often dreamt of her master's gruesome death, waking up in terror and unable to fall back asleep, feeling very scared being alone upstairs.

I understood her feelings, so I agreed without much thought. That evening, she helped me move my bedding upstairs. When she was tidying up, she saw the towel under my pillow and blushed slightly. I felt a little embarrassed, but didn't think much of it.

During the day, I was busy with the repair shop. I would go home for lunch and dinner, and every day when I returned, my mentor's wife would have a meal prepared for me. It was clear she had put a lot of thought into each meal, so I ate with great relish. Because Xiaohua lived at school and only came home for dinner on Saturday nights, staying overnight before returning to school for evening self-study the next day, it was almost always just

my mentor's wife and me at home. As the repair shop business improved, I discussed with my mentor's wife the possibility of building a small repair shop on the outskirts of the county town and hiring two more workers. My mentor's wife immediately agreed, saying that I could make the decisions myself from then on, and that I could get the money from home if needed.

Two months later, the new repair shop was completed. I moved the entire repair shop there, added some new equipment, and notified all the regular customers. Because these regular customers had been getting their cars repaired at our shop for a long time and were very satisfied with our skills and service, and with the new equipment, we could handle almost all car repair projects. I hired two more experienced mechanics, and business improved even more, with my income more than doubling. I gave all my monthly earnings to my mentor's wife to save. She told me to keep 20,000 yuan for personal expenses, such as buying clothes or socializing, and that she would keep the rest in the savings account.

She asked me to avoid drinking when socializing, and if I had to, to drink very little. I knew she strongly opposed my drinking, so I agreed. But when I came home for dinner, she would encourage me to have a drink, saying that a little alcohol would help me relax after a long day's work. Sometimes she would have a few drinks with me, and we would sometimes eat together like husband and wife—of course, that was just on the surface.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. The repair shop was now on track, and the income was stable. My mentor's wife, Xiaohua, and I had become even closer, like a real family. Xiaohua would always come home and ask me to play with her and go shopping with her. Anyway, the repair shop now has two professional mechanics, so I don't usually have to do the repairs myself, and their income is quite good. So every time Xiaohua comes back, I take her shopping, buying her clothes, snacks, and school supplies. Sometimes we also bring my mentor's wife along. Xiaohua and I discuss what clothes and cosmetics to buy for her; I even bought her a gold necklace and a ring. My mentor's wife was very touched, saying that although she had worked for my mentor for so many years and earned a lot of money, he had never thought of buying her cosmetics or jewelry.

In just six months, my mentor's wife had fully recovered from her mentor's passing and looked even younger and more beautiful than before. Actually, she's not that old, only less than 15 years older than me, just 32 this year. Because she stays at home, she looks younger than her actual age, like a woman in her early twenties, both beautiful and charming.

For the past six months, it's mostly just my teacher's wife and me living upstairs. Lying in the opposite room at night, it's impossible not to have thoughts. Sometimes, hearing her go to the bathroom or cough, I can't help but have wild ideas. When I can't help it, I'll masturbate, thinking about her while vigorously stimulating my penis, imagining the feeling inside her, and then licking it off. The next day, the towel will hang in the yard, fluttering in the wind like a little flag. When I come home for lunch, she always blushes when she sees me.

Especially in the last two months, she's dressed more casually at home, especially at night. Sometimes after dinner, she'll take a shower first, then sit on the sofa with me in her pajamas to watch TV. At first, she wore a bra under her pajamas, but later she stopped wearing one altogether. Through the light from the TV, I can almost see the outline of her breasts from the side, and my penis always gets aroused. Sometimes, my teacher's wife would sit with me on the sofa. She would sit very close to me, her arms and thighs often brushing against my body, causing my penis to always stand erect. At these times, I would sit hunched over on the sofa, afraid to move, squeezing my legs tightly together for fear of being seen. Sometimes, she would glance at my thighs intentionally or unintentionally, and I noticed her face would flush slightly, sometimes turning away to smirk. But I dared not think of anything else. After watching TV, I would lie on the sofa thinking about her body and masturbate frantically. The next day, the towel under my pillow would naturally be floating in the yard again.

Also, my teacher's wife went to the bathroom more often at night than before, and each time she would make some noise, sometimes even leaving the bathroom door open when she urinated. Lying on the sofa, I could clearly hear the crisp sound of her urine hitting the toilet, and every time this happened, my penis would stand erect. Several times, I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and found that my teacher's wife's bedroom door was open. In the dim moonlight filtering into the bedroom, I saw her lying on the sofa, her two full breasts standing tall. Several times, when I returned to my room after urinating, I seemed to hear my teacher's wife sighing softly. Sometimes I really had an urge to rush in, but I always held back, afraid that it would hurt her.

September 5th was my 18th birthday, which is technically 18, but we use the traditional Chinese age reckoning here. That evening, Xiaohua took a day off from school to come back and celebrate my birthday. My teacher's wife cooked a feast and brought out a bottle of Wuliangye liquor. Since Xiaohua had to go back to school, she bought him a bottle of sour lees liquor instead. That night

, besides Xiaohua, my teacher's wife and I drank quite a bit. Her face turned rosy from the alcohol, making her look even more beautiful and charming under the light. I also drank a lot and felt a little dizzy. After

we finished drinking, Xiaohua went back to school, and my teacher's wife and I sat on the sofa watching TV. My teacher's wife had already showered and changed into her pajamas. Today, she was wearing pajamas I had never seen before—the very thin kind. I could almost see her rosy nipples underneath. The moment my teacher's wife came downstairs, my penis almost instantly became erect. She gave me a seductive glance, then walked to the sofa opposite me. I quickly squeezed my legs together and leaned forward, afraid she would see my erection.

She smiled slightly and sat down on the sofa opposite me. Although only a dim wall lamp was on in the living room, I could still see her high breasts and the small nipples protruding from them under her thin nightgown in the reflection of the television. Underneath her nightgown, she wore only a small pink bra, which looked quite conspicuous. My teacher's wife sat opposite me, facing the television, but I felt her gaze constantly drifting towards me. She seemed uncomfortable sitting on the sofa, constantly shifting her legs and body, her two full breasts trembling under her nightgown.

I was equally restless, my penis erect and painfully swollen between my legs. I also frequently twisted my thighs, tightly squeezing my erect penis, afraid she would see it.

After watching TV for about half an hour, my teacher's wife suddenly stood up and said, "I'm not watching anymore, let's go to bed early!"

She turned off the TV, glanced at me, and then went upstairs.

I think I saw a glint in her eyes. In the dim light, I saw what looked like a stain on the back of her pajamas, but before I could see clearly, she was already upstairs.

After I saw her go upstairs, I slowly stood up, smoothed my erect penis, and then went upstairs. On the second floor, I saw the bathroom light was on and heard the sound of water. I wondered why she had showered again, since she had already showered.

I went into my room, took off my coat, and was only wearing underwear. I heard her open the bathroom door and go back to her bedroom, so I went to shower.

Passing by her bedroom door, I saw it was open, a headlamp was on on the bedside table, and she was lying on it wearing a thin nightgown, her two full breasts standing tall. I stopped and glanced over, then quickly went into the bathroom, afraid of being discovered by my teacher's wife. I closed the door, steadied myself, took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then started showering. After rinsing my front, I turned to rinse my back. Suddenly, I saw a shadow flicker in the glass of the door. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly turned off the shower. I faintly heard very light footsteps. I

thought it was probably my teacher's wife getting up to use the bathroom, so I turned the shower back on and quickly rinsed myself. I quickly finished rinsing, put on my underwear, opened the bathroom door, and walked out. Passing by my teacher's wife's bedroom door, I couldn't help but glance inside again. The door was still open, and my teacher's wife was still lying on her back. I paused for a moment before continuing towards my own room. Then, I heard my teacher's wife let out a deep sigh from inside the bedroom. I was about to enter the room when I heard my teacher's wife let out a soft "Ouch!" followed by a call: "Xiao Jun, come here for a second!" Thinking she was feeling unwell, I quickly rushed to her bedroom, still wearing my underwear. But as soon as I entered, I froze. My teacher's wife was leaning against the bed, her ample breasts prominently displayed beneath her thin nightgown. The buttons on the hem of her nightgown were undone, revealing her white thighs and the small, pinkish clitoris bulging between them, leading up to her flat, smooth abdomen. I froze, stunned by the sight. My penis instantly hardened, pushing against my genitals. My eyes were glued to her body, unable to look away. My teacher's wife sat up straight, her face flushed and slightly rosy, her large, watery eyes looking at me with a yearning expression. My teacher's wife's eyes quickly shifted to my erect penis, her rosy lips slightly parted. She stared at it for over ten seconds, then looked up and pursed her lips, seemingly swallowing. Looking at me, her crimson lips trembled slightly as she said, "Xiao Jun, you...could it be...could it be...you..." I could no longer control myself. A rush of blood surged to my head, and my mind went blank. I cried out, "Teacher's wife..." and lunged forward, tightly embracing her body, pinning her down. I kissed her face haphazardly, then forcefully closed my mouth when I touched hers. As I pounced on her, she let out a soft moan, her body falling to her sides as she wrapped her arms around my neck. When my lips met hers, she opened them and kissed me tightly. My teacher's wife and I pressed our lips together, and soon her soft, hot tongue slipped into my mouth, chasing and swirling around mine. This was my first time kissing a woman, and at first, my movements were awkward; I only knew to forcefully hold her lips shut. But soon, guided by her, our lips began to reciprocate. When her hot tongue entered my mouth and began to swirl around mine, I began to take her tongue in my mouth. As her tongue retreated, my tongue involuntarily began to chase after it, and soon it was drawn into her mouth. She held my tongue in her mouth for a few moments, then teased it with her own, and our tongues immediately intertwined.

My teacher's wife wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me greedily, letting out pleasurable moans. She writhed between her legs, her full breasts pressing against my mouth, their hard nipples against my chest. While kissing her, our tongues intertwined, and my hands hastily grasped her breasts, roughly squeezing and kneading them.

She let out a heavy snort, her arms tightening around my neck, her hot lips pressing against mine, her breasts pushing upwards under my grasp. I continued kissing her, squeezing her breasts as if trying to burst them, and her body writhed even more violently.

Her legs were now spread wide, and I was on top of her, my lower body between her parted thighs, my erect penis pressing against her soft, swollen panties. My teacher's wife's buttocks began to twist, rising upwards as they moved, the bulging mound between her thighs pressing against my penis, making it even harder.

I grabbed her breast with one hand, and with the other, I reached down between her thighs, pressing my palm firmly against the mound, my fingers touching the area between her legs. My hand touched her inner thighs, feeling a slippery surface; it turned out her inner thighs and the area between her thighs were already wet. I pressed my hand against her inner thighs a few times, then eagerly tried to reach inside, but she lifted her buttocks forcefully. I hurriedly moved my hand down to her inner thighs, and she lifted her buttocks to cooperate, quickly bringing them to her knees. She then used her legs to push her inner thighs up, spreading her legs wide, her buttocks pointing high.

I reached down and touched her slippery, wet area, and her body trembled violently. At this moment, my penis felt like it was about to explode, throbbing intensely. I couldn't hold back any longer. All I wanted was to insert it into my master's wife's vagina. I started to lower my hand down to my own thighs, then forcefully hugged her, straddling her and thrusting my penis between her thighs.

My master's wife then spread her legs and arched them. My penis bumped against her thighs, sometimes hitting the mound, sometimes sliding down to her lower abdomen, but after more than ten thrusts, I still couldn't penetrate. My master's wife's body trembled with each of my frantic thrusts. Seeing that I hadn't penetrated, she quickly reached out and grabbed my penis, guiding it towards her entrance. I thrust hard, and suddenly my penis entered a hot, soft vagina. My master's wife released my mouth, tilted her head back, and cried out, "Oh!" before kissing me on the lips. My teacher's wife forcefully covered my mouth, her hot vagina tightly gripping my penis. As soon as my penis entered her vagina, I thrust hard, my hard penis moving rapidly inside her.

This was my first time, and I didn't know any techniques; I just kept thrusting my penis in. My teacher's wife's vagina was very wet, slippery and sticky, making a "gurgling" sound as I rubbed it. Sometimes she kissed my mouth hard, sometimes she tilted her head back and opened her small mouth, moaning "Oh oh ah ah" incessantly, her hot vagina tightly gripping my penis with each thrust. I held my teacher's wife and moved, my penis thrusting forcefully into her vagina. I felt my whole body swelling, waves of tingling sensations coming from my head, and I felt a power about to explode within me.

At this moment, my teacher's wife tightly hugged my neck, tilted her head back and opened her small mouth, moaning "Oh oh... oh... oh oh oh... oh... ah... ah..." incessantly, her vagina becoming hot, tightly gripping my penis.

I couldn't take it anymore; I felt like I was about to explode. I began to thrust my penis deep into my master's vagina with all my might. Then, with a series of screams from my master's wife, "Ah...ah ah...", my penis suddenly began to throb violently, and a surge of heat shot out from my head. I tightly embraced my master's wife's hot body, my whole body trembling as waves of heat surged into her vagina. My master's wife suddenly arched her back, her body trembling violently, her vagina tightly gripping my penis. My penis, powerfully enveloped by my master's wife's vagina, felt an unparalleled comfort throughout my body, as if my bones were melting. This feeling was hundreds of times more comfortable than when I used my hand.

I lay on top of my master's wife, breathing heavily. Although my time was short, only a little over two minutes, my heart was pounding rapidly.

My master's wife lay on top of me with her eyes closed, her slightly parted rosy lips breathing rapidly, exhaling hot breaths, her forehead covered with a fine layer of sweat. My teacher's wife still held tightly to my neck, her legs now wrapped around my thighs. Perhaps feeling her underwear still constricting my thighs, she hooked her feet around it and pushed it down, bringing it below her knees. I pulled one leg out and then used my foot to push it off my other leg. My penis was still

semi-erect inside her, and after it went down, I felt much more comfortable. I bent my legs apart and moved my hips forcefully, pushing my penis even deeper into her.

"Oh!" My teacher's wife involuntarily hugged me tighter and groaned, her legs spreading even wider around my thighs. She opened her watery eyes, looked at me, and shyly called out, "Oh! Xiao Jun..." Then she closed her eyes again and kissed my lips.

I immediately kissed her hot lips forcefully. Her tongue teased me briefly before withdrawing, and my tongue followed suit. My teacher's wife and I were locked in a passionate kiss, our tongues intertwined. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me, kissing me fervently. Her hot vagina tightened around my penis with each contraction, and it quickly hardened.

Sensing my renewed erection, she held me even tighter, as if afraid I would run away. She kissed me passionately while slowly thrusting upwards, her vagina gripping my penis even more tightly. My penis was already very hard and swollen, and I couldn't resist starting to move inside her again. She released her legs from my hips, bending them high and spreading them wide.

This made my movements easier. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders from under her armpits, kissing her while thrusting upwards, my hard penis pumping forcefully inside her hot vagina. With the inner tube no longer binding my thighs, I spread my legs wide, using my knees to push against them, and moved my hips up and down more forcefully. Amidst the moans escaping my teacher's wife's nose, I thrust my penis forcefully into her vagina. At first, she spread her legs and received me with her hips, but later she tightly embraced my neck with both hands, her hips moving upwards and downwards. Each time my penis thrust forcefully into her vagina, she would lift her hips to meet my penis

. Her hot little mouth kissed mine, then released my mouth, tilting her head back and opening her rosy lips, moaning incessantly. My penis became even harder inside her hot vagina, and I moved much faster than before, thrusting with even more force and vigor, each thrust penetrating deep into her vagina, striking her high, swollen mound.

Perhaps because I had already experienced it once, this time I lasted even longer than before, still without any urge, and the more I thrust, the more pleasurable it felt. I began to thrust my penis deeper into my teacher's wife's vagina with even more force. She held my neck tightly with both hands, her hips moving rapidly upwards. The tightening sensation inside her vagina grew stronger and stronger, gripping my penis tightly.

My teacher's wife opened her small, red mouth and moaned incessantly: "Oh...oh...Xiao Jun...oh oh...oh...good boy...oh...faster...oh...oh...harder...harder...oh oh oh...Xiao Jun...my Xiao Jun...oh...oh...oh oh oh...faster...ah...ah...ah ah ah...oh..."

Her moans grew louder, her hands holding my neck tightly, her hips thrusting upwards even more forcefully. With a loud moan, her vagina suddenly contracted, like a tight band constricting my penis, followed by a gush of hot water gushing from deep within. Just as my penis was immersed in her vagina, enjoying the intense tightening, my teacher's wife's body trembled violently, her small, red mouth opening as she moaned "oh oh." My master's wife's vagina began to contract violently in waves, gripping my penis tightly, and she moved her hips rapidly while holding me with both hands.

My master's wife's sudden, intense reaction caught me off guard. I stopped moving, deeply inserting my penis into her vagina, experiencing the exquisite sensation of her tightness and contraction. I felt her vagina become incredibly hot, filled with water, my entire penis submerged in it. This heat felt strangely pleasurable, and although I wasn't moving, the sensation was far more intense than when I masturbated. Moreover, her vagina tightly gripped my penis, thrusting rhythmically, sometimes enveloping it, sometimes loosening to pull it further inside.

After a minute or so, my master's wife finally calmed down, her hands tightly embracing my neck, her small, red lips pressing against mine. She hummed softly, her hot lips kissing my mouth forcefully.

My penis was still hard inside her, feeling a painful swelling, and I couldn't help but want to move. I tentatively moved my penis, and my teacher's wife clearly felt its throbbing. She kissed me while slowly moving her hips upwards. Seeing that she didn't react negatively, I slowly began to rise, my hard penis throbbing continuously. My teacher's wife moved her hips with my penis, and began to moan with pleasure. As my penis moved faster, her moans grew louder, and her legs wrapped around my hips, moving even faster. A

look of pleasure appeared on her face, further arousing me, and my penis became even more powerful and fierce. I lay on top of her, tightly holding her shoulders, thrusting my penis deep into her vagina. My teacher's wife moaned loudly beneath me, her legs sometimes wrapped around my hips, moving upwards forcefully, sometimes spreading wide and trembling in the air, her body beneath me also trembling.

Her reactions further aroused me, and I thrust even more violently, my penis moving in and out of her vagina quickly and powerfully, as if powered by an electric motor.

Suddenly, my teacher's wife stopped moving, wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, stretched her legs straight out in the air, thrust her breasts upwards, tilted her head back, and opened her small, red mouth to let out a series of moans, "Oh...oh oh oh..." Then she straddled my thighs, arched her body, and cried out loudly, "Oh...oh oh...Xiao Jun...oh...it feels so good...oh...oh...oh oh oh...harder...Xiao Jun, harder...faster...I...I'm dying...oh...oh...oh oh oh...I love you so much...oh...harder...harder...oh...oh oh...it's coming again...oh oh oh...it's high...oh oh oh...I'm high...oh...oh...faster...harder...harder...oh...I love you...oh...I'm dying...oh...oh...oh oh oh...I'm high again...oh...oh...oh...oh oh oh...oh..."

My teacher's wife cried out loudly, while tightly hugging my neck with both hands, straddling my thighs with her legs, holding my body tightly, and her vagina began to contract violently, clamping my penis, and streams of fluid came out of her vagina.
Chapter 6
As a 17-year-old who was having sex with a woman for the first time, I only now understood that this was the reaction of a woman when she was orgasmic. My teacher's wife's intense reaction earlier had left me bewildered, not understanding what was happening, but now I know. It turns out that women reach orgasm during sex, and orgasm is when a woman feels the most pleasure.

At that moment, my penis, feeling the heat and tightness of my teacher's wife's vagina, also felt an urge. Without hesitation, I thrust my penis deeper into her vagina amidst her cries. After a dozen or so thrusts, I could no longer control my urge. I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body, a surge of electricity running from my buttocks down my back. My whole body trembled violently, and I involuntarily thrust my penis deep into her vagina. I felt something suddenly explode in my lower abdomen, a sudden heat, followed by a surge of electricity to my penis. My penis throbbed violently, my body jerked violently, and I gripped my teacher's shoulders tightly, pushing my penis deep into her vagina. A tingling sensation throbbed in my head, and then a gush of fluid suddenly came out.

I let out a deep, pleasurable "Oh!" and lowered my head to kiss my teacher's wife's small mouth. My body trembled as I thrust deeper and deeper into her. My teacher's wife cried out "Oh!" as I first ejaculated, then moaned softly in response to my kisses, her body trembling violently once more.

I lay on top of her, panting, my body drenched in sweat from the intense activity. My teacher's wife held me tightly, her mouth agape, breathing heavily. Sweat clung to her thin nightgown, and her hair clung damply to her face.

We remained still for over ten minutes before she finally let out a soft "Mmm." I looked at her face; it was flushed, her eyes brimming with tenderness, her red lips slightly parted. Seeing me looking at her, she met my gaze with a charming smile, her face suddenly turning even redder. She moaned and hugged me tightly, pressing her burning face against my lips.

I touched my teacher's wife's breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her pajamas, and called out, "Teacher's wife, I..."

My teacher's wife trembled slightly, hugged me tightly, and said, "Mmm! Xiaojun, don't say it! Teacher's wife likes you, Teacher's wife is willing to...do it with Xiaojun."

I excitedly called out, "Teacher's wife!" and kissed my teacher's wife again.

After kissing for a while, my teacher's wife released my mouth and breathed, "Xiaojun, Teacher's wife is all wet, we...we'll go wash up."

As she spoke, my teacher's wife's face suddenly turned red again.

I agreed, then got off my teacher's wife, stood on the side of the bed, and picked her up horizontally. Although I was only 17 years old, three years of car repair work had made me very strong, and my teacher's wife's petite body felt weightless in my arms. My teacher's wife hummed and wrapped her arms around my neck, then pressed her burning face against my chest, letting me carry her to the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, I carefully set my teacher's wife down on the floor, then helped her remove her damp pajamas that were clinging to her body. Although she was a little embarrassed, she blushed and obediently let me take them off.

I turned on the shower and gently rinsed me with it. Her soft hands caressed my body, making me feel very comfortable. After rinsing my upper body, her soft hands slowly stroked my penis, then gently grasped it. Instantly, waves of pleasure spread from my penis throughout my body. Under her soft hands, my penis slowly began to swell with blood, quickly becoming erect in her small hands. My teacher's

wife groaned, her face flushed as she glanced at me before quickly lowering her head. Her soft hands gripped my penis tightly, saying, "Mmm! Xiaojun, yours... is so big!"

Under her touch, my passion surged again, and I couldn't help but grab and squeeze her two full breasts. My teacher's wife's two breasts were large and high, with two dark red nipples standing tall on her reddish-brown areolas. I couldn't help but pinch those nipples with my fingers. My teacher's wife trembled uncontrollably under my touch, her small, red lips parting to let out soft moans.

She grasped my penis with her small hands and began to stroke it. Under her strokes, my penis became hot and swollen, throbbing incessantly. I became excited again, an urge to penetrate her. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and squeezed them hard, thrusting my penis against her small hands.

Seeing my reaction, she groaned, gripping my penis tightly and saying, "Mmm! Xiao Jun, no! Take a shower first, later… later… Teacher… I'm all yours from now on…" She

then continued to wash my body.

After washing me, she began to wash herself. As she washed herself, my hands roamed all over her body. I would squeeze my teacher's wife's breasts for a while, then grab her buttocks with my hands. Later, I simply used one hand to squeeze her breasts while the other hand reached between her thighs, sliding my fingers along her wet and slippery vulva. My teacher's wife trembled from time to time as I touched her lower body, trying her best to endure the pain while washing herself, and constantly moaning.

Although my teacher's wife was rinsing, water kept dripping from her body. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer. Trembling, she leaned against me, moaning, "Oh...oh...Xiao Jun...oh...good Xiao Jun...no...oh...no more...oh...oh...I...I...I can't...I can't take it anymore...oh...I'll...I'll give it to you again later, okay?" Seeing her flushed face and the look of unbearable pain, I pressed my fingers against her breasts several times. Then, amidst her trembling and soft moans, I removed my hands from her body and stood aside, waiting for her to continue rinsing

. She quickly finished rinsing herself, then took a towel to dry me first, before drying herself. As soon as she put the towel down, I picked her up. She moaned and wrapped her arms around my neck, her small, red lips instantly kissing mine. Then she wrapped her legs around mine.

I held her buttocks, kissing her as we walked towards the bedroom. Reaching the bedroom door, I casually turned on the light, instantly illuminating the room.

I carried my teacher's wife to the front, but instead of immediately putting her down, I looked at her and said, "Teacher's wife, look!"

She turned her head to look up, her face flushing red. She leaned on my shoulder, her small hands pounding my back, and said sweetly, "You naughty boy, you…it's all because of you…I…"

I saw that the sheet where she had been lying was completely soaked with sweat, especially a large, wet patch in the middle.

She pounded my back, saying, "You naughty boy, put me down…"

I put her down, and she blushed and gently punched my cheek before peeling off the sheet. I saw that the middle of the bed was also soaked. She blushed and gave me a shy glare, then took a towel and a clean sheet from the cupboard. She first laid the towel on top of the bed, then placed the sheet on top of that.

After we finished tidying up, my master's wife gave me a coquettish look and said shyly, "You naughty little Jun, what are you standing there for? Hurry up

and get on top of me." I chuckled and reached out to pull her into bed with me.

I lay there, her upper body nestled in my arms, her hot face pressed against my lips, a soft, warm hand stroking my chest.

As my emotions gradually calmed down, suddenly, I felt a surge of panic. I felt somewhat lost. My master and his wife were so good to me, treating me like their own son. My master's wife especially cared for and loved me in every way. But tonight, I had acted impulsively and barged into her bedroom, and even slept with her.

Although I had slept with her in my dreams, and she was the object of my fantasies every time I masturbated, I couldn't control myself at the time, and even felt guilty afterward. But I never imagined that I would actually sleep with my master's wife tonight, that I would succumb to my emotions and actually sleep with her. A wave of panic washed over me. I suddenly felt a chill of fear. I had already slept with my master's wife; what was I going to do now? She wasn't angry with me now, but what about tomorrow? Would she be angry tomorrow? After all, I had let down my master, and even more so, I had let down my master's wife who loved and cared for me

so much. My master's wife sensed the change in my emotions, or perhaps she had noticed my racing heart. She leaned over my chest, her two full breasts pressed against my mouth, and looked up at my flustered face, asking, "Xiao Jun, what... what's wrong?"

I looked at her and whispered, "Master... Master's wife, I... I..."

She looked at me, puzzled, and said, "Xiao Jun, what's wrong? It's alright, tell me!"

I lay there, too afraid to move, my face flushed with nervousness, stammering, "Master... Master's wife, I... I'm sorry, I really... I really didn't mean to, I..."

She seemed to understand, her face turning red as she covered my mouth with her small hand, silencing the rest of my words. My master's wife blushed and looked at me, saying, "Xiaojun, I don't blame you, really! I don't blame you at all."

She removed her hand from my mouth, then kissed me on the lips, saying, "Xiaojun, not only do I not blame you, I'm also very grateful to you. Perhaps you don't know, but I've never been this happy since I married your master. I married your master when I was very young. My family was very poor at the time. Although your master was much older than me, I was still very happy when I married him, and he treated me very well."

She paused, glanced at me, and continued, "But... but I also feel bitter inside. Although your master is very good to me and always listens to me, but... being with your master..." " But it's so painful when we're together. Your master has never satisfied me. Every time we do it... your master always comes too quickly..."

At this point, her eyes welled up with tears. She wiped them away and said, "Xiaojun, your master's wife isn't a bad woman..." Of course I knew that, and I nodded. She continued, "But I'm a woman too. Every time I'm with your master... I feel so uncomfortable. Your master tries so hard, but he always fails. I've always wanted to enjoy myself fully, even just once, I'd be willing. You don't think your master's wife is a bad woman, do you?"

She asked me this, and I shook my head firmly, replying, "No! I know you're the best woman, and I... I love you very much too."

My face suddenly flushed red.

When my teacher's wife heard me say that, she saw my face suddenly turn red and chuckled shyly. Then she kissed me hard on the lips and said, "I know you...you won't look down on your teacher's wife!"

I nodded vigorously and said, "No! Teacher's wife will always be the best person in my heart."

My teacher's wife hugged me tightly and said, "Good Xiaojun, I knew I hadn't spoiled you for nothing." Then she kissed me on the lips again and said, "Xiaojun, you don't know, ever since...ever since I first learned about your...your ... "My little Jun has grown up, he's a little man now, and... and he's started thinking about women. I was both happy and scared."

At this point, my master's wife's face flushed even more. She glanced at me shyly, then pressed her burning cheek against my lips, saying, "I'm happy that my little Jun has grown up, but I'm also afraid that he'll leave me, afraid that he'll be attracted to other women, that he'll fall in love with other women. I... I don't know what's wrong with me, I've been thinking nonsense all day. That night... your master and I... I kept thinking about you unconsciously..." "I was so excited then, so...so my reaction was really good, but your master couldn't go on for long."

As she said this, her master's wife looked up, wrapped her arms around my shoulders, moved her body upwards, and then pressed her burning face against mine, rubbing it affectionately for a while before looking up shyly and asking, "Xiao Jun, can you tell me...who...who were you thinking about at that time?"

I was stunned by her question and didn't react immediately. Her face flushed as she looked at me and asked again, "I...I mean, who were you thinking about when you were alone?"

My face turned bright red, and I murmured, "..." "Master's wife, I... I dreamt for the first time... dreamt of... dreamt of you... the next day when I got up to drink water, I heard noises upstairs and... then... I couldn't help but... I kept thinking about you... I didn't mean to... but I..."

Hearing this, my master's wife happily kissed me repeatedly, then pressed her face against mine and asked, "I heard noises downstairs and thought it was a cat running in. The next day I asked you and found out it was you... you little glutton. So... did you deliberately... deliberately eavesdrop the second time?"

Hearing her confession, I felt less flustered. I knew she didn't blame me and liked me this way, so I boldly voiced my doubts: "Master's wife, did you know I eavesdropped the second time? Was that cup... did you deliberately put it next to the teapot?"

My teacher's wife kissed me on the cheek, then chuckled and said, "You naughty little Jun, I know you were eavesdropping that night. I was so excited... I was so excited. That day I deliberately put a cup next to the teapot, just... just wanted to know if you were eavesdropping again. I... I got so excited thinking you'd be eavesdropping..."

As she spoke, she kissed me on the lips, pressing her soft tongue against mine, teasing me with hers. My blood boiled from her kiss. I grabbed her tongue and then thrust it into her mouth, swirling it around. She clung to me, kissing me, our tongues intertwining.

During our kiss, my penis quickly hardened, trembling against her thigh. Feeling my erection, she reached down and grasped it with her small hand, kissing me while using her soft glove. Under the caress of my teacher's wife's small hands, my penis grew even harder. I began to thrust upwards restlessly, my penis moving within her soft hands.

Seeing my intense reaction, she released her lips from my mouth and kissed my head, then used her soft tongue to kiss my mouth and head, her small hands gripping my penis even tighter. Chapter
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My teacher's wife kissed my mouth for a while, then began to kiss downwards, kissing my lower abdomen before lying on my thighs. Just as I was wondering what was going on, I suddenly felt a heat on my head. My teacher's wife was actually using her tongue on my head. A wave of pleasure made me groan involuntarily, my thigh muscles trembling uncontrollably, my penis twitching rapidly a few times.

My teacher's wife kissed my head with her hot tongue for a while, then opened her small mouth and took my head into her mouth, her hot lips enveloping my head, her hot tongue swirling around my head. This feeling was so incredibly comfortable. Scenes from pornographic videos kept flashing through my mind. I never imagined that my teacher's wife wouldn't find me disgusting at all, actually kissing my penis like the women in those videos.

My teacher's wife changed her kissing method again, starting by taking my entire penis into her mouth, then moving her head up and down while holding it in her mouth, mimicking the feeling of my penis moving inside her, but it wasn't the same kind of pleasure.

I tried my best to endure this rapid stimulation, unable to resist moving my penis in her mouth, sometimes pushing too hard and causing her to cough as she spat it out. Looking at her beautiful and charming face and her slightly parted, red lips, I couldn't hold back any longer. I suddenly sat up, grabbed her with

both hands, and pulled her petite body up on top of me. With a soft moan from her, I grabbed her two high breasts and squeezed them hard, looking at the two red, erect nipples, and then took them into my mouth and squeezed them tightly.

"Oh...oh...oh..." she moaned, her hands gripping my hair tightly, forcing my mouth against her breasts, her body trembling uncontrollably.

I held my teacher's wife's head tightly, sometimes sucking it into my mouth, sometimes gently biting her nipple with my teeth. She moaned incessantly under my kisses. After a while, I began kissing downwards, lingering my tongue around her navel before lowering myself between her bent and parted legs.

Under the bright light, I saw for the first time clearly the vulva I had imagined countless times. It was high and round, like a small white steamed bun, covered with soft, fine, glossy black labia. Below were two thick labia majora, with scattered, curled labia minora, and in the middle, two plump, rosy labia minora, glistening with moisture, making them even more delicate and rosy.

Because her legs were bent and parted, her labia minora also parted slightly, revealing a bright red slit filled with glistening moisture between them. My teacher's wife's little mound opened wide, like two plump, rosy lips, opening and closing with the twitching of the skin on her inner thighs, like a little mouth waiting to be fed.

Looking at my teacher's wife's delicate, rosy lips, which I had imagined countless times, I felt my mouth go dry, as if my throat was on fire. I couldn't help but open my mouth and kiss my teacher's wife's breasts, taking her whole into my mouth and wrapping her tightly around it.

"Oh...oh...oh oh..." My teacher's wife suddenly groaned loudly, her legs clamping my head and trembling violently. Then she spread her legs and hugged my head tightly with both hands, groaning loudly as her hips shook rapidly.

I kissed my teacher's wife, my tongue exploring her breasts and clitoris. My teacher's wife moaned and moved her hips, streams of fluid gushing out from her vagina, all of which I took into my mouth. I kissed my teacher's wife while swallowing the fluid that entered my mouth. My teacher's wife hugged my head with both hands, forcefully pressing my mouth against hers. Her hips moved rapidly up and down, and she kept moaning.

After kissing for a while, I noticed a small bud standing erect on my teacher's vulva. Curious, I touched it with the tip of my tongue, and she suddenly trembled violently, her moans growing louder. I touched it a few more times, and she trembled even more violently, her buttocks rising forcefully, and more fluid came out. Seeing her intense reaction, I focused on teasing it, my tongue rapidly tracing the erect bud.

Her moans continued unabated; she opened her bright red mouth and uttered incessant "ee-ee-oh-oh," her buttocks moving even faster. She moaned and moved her buttocks rapidly, gripping my hair tightly with both hands, her upper body twisting and turning on me. Suddenly, she cried out, "Oh...oh...I'm so high...I can't take it...oh...oh..." her buttocks jerking off my face, frozen high in the air. After a pause, her body began to tremble violently, and a gush of fluid gushed from her vagina, a surge of heat filling my mouth.

My teacher's wife, her hands trembling, grabbed my hair and pulled me upwards forcefully, moaning, "Oh...oh oh...Xiao Jun...oh...faster...come up...oh...oh...I want you...oh...I...faster...come in...oh..." Amidst her cries and her pulling, I swallowed the water in my mouth and lay on top of her. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, opened her small mouth, and kissed me tightly, then thrust forcefully. With water still in my mouth, I involuntarily opened my mouth to hers, and she swallowed all the water. While kissing me forcefully, she swallowed the water in her mouth, her legs spreading wide to find my penis.

My penis was already hard and erect, painfully swollen. She moved her hips forcefully, her wetness touching my head. She suddenly wrapped her legs around my thighs and pressed down hard, her hips thrusting upwards, pulling my head into her vagina. As soon as my head entered my master's wife's vagina, it tightly enveloped me. The heat of her vagina made me shudder violently, and I couldn't help but thrust my hard penis deep inside her.

With each powerful thrust, my master's wife released my mouth, threw her head back, and let out a soft moan, her legs spreading wide, her buttocks trembling in the air. I began to move quickly and powerfully, my penis pounding in and out. With each thrust, my master's wife moaned and trembled, her buttocks moving rapidly upwards with each stroke, coinciding with each powerful thrust of my penis.

I propped myself up on my elbows, grasping my master's wife's swaying breasts with both hands, squeezing them forcefully. With my powerful thrusts, my teacher's wife moved her hips rapidly while moaning loudly: "Oh...oh...oh oh oh...Xiao Jun...oh...oh...it feels so good...oh...harder...more force...oh...oh...oh oh oh...Teacher's wife...Teacher's wife loves you so much...oh...oh...faster...oh...oh...I...oh...Xiao Jun...husband...good boy...oh...oh...I...feeling good...oh...it feels so good...I can't...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to climax...oh...climaxing...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh oh oh..." Amidst the moans, my teacher's wife hugged me tightly, her legs wrapped tightly around my chest, her hips contracting sharply upwards. My penis was almost unable to move, tightly gripped by her vagina. She held me tightly, her body stiff, her head tilted back, her small, red mouth open, unable to utter a sound. After a pause, her body suddenly relaxed and began to tremble violently, her vagina twitching against my penis.

Now I know that my master's wife has reached another climax under my influence. I temporarily stopped moving, and quietly lay on my master's wife's body with my penis deeply inside her, feeling the pleasure of my penis inside her.

After a while, my teacher's wife's trembling body gradually stopped. She sighed deeply, hugged my neck, and kissed my face and mouth haphazardly, murmuring, "Oh... Xiao Jun... Teacher's wife loves you... loves you so much... Oh... you feel so good... Oh... I never want to leave you again..."

I hugged her back and said, "Teacher's wife, I love you too!"

She moaned, "Oh," and then kissed me on the lips.

As we kissed, my penis felt restless again. I started to move slowly while kissing her. She pressed her lips against mine, moaning softly, enjoying my ministrations.

After a while, I began to feel restless, and my movements gradually quickened. My penis began to withdraw rapidly, then thrust in again. My teacher's wife quickly became excited again, releasing my lips and moaning as she moved her hips. A tingling sensation surged through my penis, making me want to go faster. I braced myself on my elbows, gripping my teacher's wife's breasts tightly with

both hands, thrusting my penis rapidly and powerfully inside her. The pleasure intensified, and I felt a surge of desire. I released my grip on her breasts, then wrapped my arms around her shoulders, thrusting my hips quickly and forcefully. My teacher's wife moaned loudly under my powerful thrusts, her hips responding to my movements, her vagina contracting against my penis, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The desire grew stronger, a tingling sensation spreading from my head to my penis, then down my back, and finally to my brain. Waves of intense pleasure washed over me, and I felt a heat gather in my lower abdomen, then surge to my head, my penis beginning to throb uncontrollably.

My master's wife felt the throbbing of my penis, and hugged me even tighter. The contractions of her vagina became more sustained and powerful, her hot vagina tightly gripping my penis and beginning to thrust repeatedly. She moaned loudly, "Oh...oh...Xiao Jun...oh...I'm coming again...I'm going to climax...oh...oh...oh...harder... harder...oh...it feels so good...I'm coming...faster...harder...harder...oh...oh...oh...I...oh oh oh...Master's wife...oh...oh oh...Master's wife's little...oh...dear husband...I'm going to...I'm going to fly...oh...oh...oh oh oh...oh oh oh...oh..." My master's wife cried out loudly, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, her body trembling violently, and a gush of fluid gushed from her vagina, hitting my head.

My head was scalded by the fluid from my master's wife, and I could no longer bear it. Amidst my master's wife's moans and the tightness of her vagina, my body trembled violently, and my penis began to throb rapidly. I thrust my penis deep into my master's wife's vagina with all my might, feeling a tingling sensation run down my back, a powerful wave of pleasure shooting straight to my head. I trembled as I pumped deeper and deeper into her vagina.

[The End]

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