Mentor is also a loving father

He was Haruko's high school tutor. After Haruko lost her father a year ago, he took meticulous care of her, making her see him as a strict teacher and a loving father. For over a year, he became Haruko's confidant, letting her know everything, big or small, even giving her a spare key to the house. Her four sisters even saw him as a symbol of their father.

His feelings for Haruko were complex. Initially, he viewed her with pity; over the past year, seeing her emerge from the shadow of her father's death brought him immense joy, even unwavering gratitude. However, he was frustrated by the increasing frequency of his erections over the past six months, and his sexual fantasies about Haruko growing stronger, causing him great distress.

Every time he cooked at their house, the sight of the colorful women's underwear hanging outside the window filled him with longing. But his unrequited love for Haruko restrained his primal instincts. One day, a pure white pair of briefs drifted down from the balcony. He bent down to pick it up, curiously pulling on the elastic band. Whose underwear was this? Haruko's? Reiko's?

Or his youngest sister, Katsuko's? Just once, he had a perverted thought in his mind, just once, it wouldn't hurt. He put the underwear in his pocket, and when they came back, he practically rushed out. They thought Teacher Lin was angry.

Little did they know, he was taking one of their underwear home, preparing to do something perverted! Back home, he carefully unfolded the underwear, inhaling the lingering scent of laundry detergent. "Smells so good! Whose is this?" "No! As a teacher, I can't do such a thing!" He immediately tossed it aside and focused on grading papers, but the pure white briefs were clearly an eyesore.

"No! I have to throw it away!" He crumpled it into a ball, the underwear between his fingers, white everywhere, the space between his clenched index finger and thumb curled into an irregular shape, its hard texture distinctly different from its surroundings.

Upon closer inspection, it was a zigzagging elastic band. Curious, he pulled it out of his fist with his left hand. A white, wrinkled, lumpy object swayed back and forth, its fragrance filling the air. His trembling thumb and forefinger pinched it and rubbed it a few times; the soft feel immediately told him it was cotton underwear.

The underwear continued to sway like bait, enticing greedy fish. His right forefinger slowly moved, hooking the seam with lightning speed. His right thumb and forefinger worked simultaneously, unfurling a pure white national flag. Most striking was the curved seam at the bottom. His other fingers pushed it outwards, and the seam, no longer curved, presented a three-dimensional effect. The shadow of his little finger and Wu Mingzhi was particularly noticeable. He wondered, why had his other fingers disappeared?

Pinching the bottom of his underwear between his thumb and forefinger, the friction between the two layers finally made him realize that there was a lining between them—the bottom was made of two pieces of white fabric. The unmarried man felt a sudden sense of clarity. He continued to insert his hands into the openings on either side of the bottom, the elastic bands expanding but still allowing his wrists to pass through.

Unable to contain his curiosity, he pulled down his loose boxer shorts, revealing a penis that was clearly not his current age, standing erect. The tubular elastic bands on either side of the shorts expanded and expanded along with his legs.

As he reached the thigh area, he heard the sound of a thread snapping. Ignoring it, he struggled to pull it up, hearing more snapping sounds along the way. Finally, he got it on. The small, pure white underwear revealed a noticeable indentation in the middle of his abdomen, exposing a third of his penis. The bottom of the underwear barely covered his testicles. The curved shaft looked particularly jarring in the underwear, rendering it completely useless for concealment. He tucked his exposed penis back into the underwear, and the pre-ejaculate immediately spread across the pure white fabric. The area was small at first, but as he continued to rub the penis with both hands, the spread grew larger and larger. Until the liquid shot out from the tip, staining most of the entire garment, after the passion subsided, he looked at Nanbangguo, who had already gone limp, curled up in his underwear that couldn't hold it anymore, the wet part making Nanbangguo's penis impossible to hide. *That day, Qingzi took the initiative to invite him to the amusement park. Qingzi held his hand, and along the way, people cast envious glances at him, making him feel infinitely honored, even giving him the illusion of being a couple. Qingzi accidentally fell, her backpack fell to the ground, her short denim skirt, the spring scenery in her skirt gave him a few seconds of amazement. He secretly licked his lips, his heart pounding. When she climbed towards the railing without any scruples, his heart turned into a surging torrent. Qingzi's denim skirt had been pulled up, losing its function of covering up, her ivory white panties were squeezed between her round buttocks, twisting and contorting in the middle with her movements, and Xia Fang's plump product, which was almost exposed, was exactly his target!

He felt a surge of desire in his lower body, and Nanbang Guo almost burst out of his underwear. He hurriedly bent over, and then Qingzi took his arm and played intimately around him. He felt a soft sensation on his elbow, which made him lower his head involuntarily. Underneath the brown-red jacket, the V-neck concealed a yellow shirt, with a small black bow tie extending over the shirt. He saw that the gray vest was concave, and his elbow was right in front of it. He couldn't help but move his elbow, trying to touch the deeper part, but a strong barrier prevented him from succeeding. During this time, Qingzi revealed her feelings for him.

He considerately led Haruko onto the Ferris wheel. In the private space, Haruko chose a seat opposite him, settling heavily on it, her legs spread wide. Her denim miniskirt seemed to have pushed it to its limit, revealing her two fair legs to him. As the Ferris wheel slowly rose, Haruko shifted her leg position nervously, her palms supporting her forehead as she gazed thoughtfully out the window. "Hmm... I don't know how to say... about this..." he mumbled, his eyes still fixed on Haruko's shapely thighs. Her faded denim miniskirt seemed to freeze in time, slowly climbing higher and higher. "I... As he said this, the short skirt had already broken free of her thighs and continued to climb upwards, climbing and climbing*. The panties he had been peeking at were now revealed. Unlike most girls, Haruko didn't make any defensive movements. Like the curtain of an opera, revealing the protagonist's feet, a small part of Haruko's panties gradually came into view, followed by her body, the upper edge of the panties. He looked at her full figure, and although the panties were still the same ivory white, he was excited by the sight of a seventeen-year-old girl's genitals inside.

The short skirt had reached its lowest point, and he had seen three-fifths of the ivory white panties. "How can girls these days be so bold in their way of showing love?" Then, he heard a devastating piece of news: Haruko had been teaching her boyfriend, and for two or three weeks! "How could this be? She's my Haruko*!" His mind was buzzing the whole way, and he couldn't say anything. "I made such a huge sacrifice for her, how could she hide it from me and teach her boyfriend?

I want revenge*! Revenge! "

[The End]

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