【Wolf in the Valley】

My house is nestled against a mountain, separated only by a highway. During summer vacation, I decided to go up the mountain to breathe

some fresh air in the morning. I quickly washed my face and jogged towards the mountain. This mountain was mined a few years ago and

is now overgrown with weeds. Surprisingly, quite a few people shared my idea. At the foot of the mountain, I encountered a

man and woman , probably a middle-aged couple, slowly walking uphill. The mountain path was overgrown with weeds, and because people still use it,

the once wide path was now only wide enough for one person to walk on. I ran breathlessly to the halfway point, and perhaps because

I hadn't exercised in a long time, I sat down to rest at the crossroads.

To the left of this path was another path leading downhill, originally used for mining, so it was wide. Ahead

lay the abandoned mining area. The path to the right was completely covered by lush weeds; it seemed almost no one ever

came this way. Looking back, I saw the outline of the rising sun faintly appearing on the opposite mountain peak,

the sky above the mountains a vibrant red. The middle-aged couple from earlier slowly walked up and continued forward.

Two girls who looked like students passed by on the left path, heading towards the mining area. We'd found a suitable resting spot. Although the mining

area was open, the mountains blocked the view of the sunrise. I remembered there was a flat area to the right

with a steep slope above it, which I'd climbed several times before, so I decided to relive that experience. I chose

the right path.

Luckily, I was wearing long pants; otherwise, wading through the knee-high weeds would have been unbearable. My pants were soaked with dew.

Gradually, the path opened up, and I reached the clearing

. Perhaps due to a landslide, the path upwards was cut off by a high fault line. However, it was a good spot to watch the sunrise. I sat down on a large rock, taking

deep breaths , and looked down at the quiet town and the slowly rising sun.

To be honest, the feeling of being high up, gazing at the vast expanse, was quite magical. A feeling of grandeur welled up inside me

, and I wanted to compose a magnificent poem to liven it up, but unfortunately, I couldn't

remember any of them completely. I recited "The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward" but didn't know what to say next, awkwardly gazing at the empty surroundings,

feeling a painful sense of being mocked by nothingness.

Suddenly, the sun, which had been hesitant, seemed to burst forth from behind the mountains, radiating blinding

light . This tyrannical power was truly extraordinary. I stood up, dusted myself off, and turned to descend the mountain.

Near the foot of the mountain, I saw two women walking slowly ahead. The one behind wore a black dress,

her arms outstretched. Because I walked quickly, I soon caught up with them. From behind, the woman in black looked to be under thirty

, while the one in front was considerably older. What truly attracted me was the woman in black's buttocks; they looked pert and

quite full. Underneath her silk dress, I could vaguely see the outline of her underwear. At that moment, my

lower body trembled; I really wanted to go up and caress her buttocks. Because the path was only

wide enough , I followed right behind her, occasionally glancing at her ample hips. However, they clearly sensed

my footsteps behind them, and the woman in front even glanced back at me. Under these circumstances, I had to avert my gaze

, walk around to the foot of the mountain, and pass in front of them. As I passed her, I turned to look at her face. Her face

, like her hips, had a fullness to it; while not exceptionally beautiful, it was certainly

well-proportioned . As I looked at her, she was looking at me too, and our eyes met. Afraid that my gaze would reveal

too much, I quickly turned back and hurried forward.

Lying in bed, I couldn't help but recall her ample hips and slender waist, the outline of her underwear under her thin black skirt. I thought about

it for a long time before finally falling asleep. The next day, with a strange feeling, I got up early and ran up the mountain.

I sat by the crossroads halfway up the mountain, watching the people pass by. The couple from yesterday walked past me as they went

up the mountain , and then, as the sun gradually rose, they walked past me again as they went down the mountain, giving me a curious

look.

I figured she probably wouldn't show up, so I went down the mountain feeling utterly disappointed.

After that, I still went hiking every morning, but I didn't sit there waiting for her anymore; I was afraid people would think I

was crazy.

I approached it with a sense of resignation, just like the first time I went hiking. That time, I met her,

but fate seemed to be playing tricks on me. On my way down the mountain, I never saw her again.

Gradually, she became a shadow in my memory, and just when I was about to forget her, I unexpectedly ran into

her again.

I caught the bus to Meizhen; it was almost full. When I reached the back of the bus, I saw that

familiar face sitting by the window. My heart skipped a beat, but unfortunately, the seat next to her was already taken,

so I sat down on the other side. Perhaps it was fate, seeing how hard I had thought of her, playing a trick on me before

making amends. The bus hadn't been moving for long when the person next to her got off. I glanced at her;

she was gazing out the window, lost in thought. I quietly stood up and sat down next to her.

"Hey, it's you." When she noticed someone sitting down and turned to see me, I feigned surprise.

"It's you, the one from the hike last time," she smiled.

I was thrilled that she remembered me. "I haven't seen you these past few days. Didn't you go?" I asked

. "Oh, something came up at home," she said. Seeing me nod, she added, "You go hiking every day?"

"Yeah." To be honest, although I had a strong liking for her, the more I tried to act this way, the blanker my mind became

. I didn't even know what to say.

So, we remained silent. She turned to look out the window again, and I took the opportunity to adjust my mood, pretending to look out the window as well,

my eyes sweeping over her profile, chest, and thighs. Her hips were still so alluring, filling out her skirt perfectly

. At that moment, my thoughts of a "bus pervert" were ruthlessly blocked by reason. Although there was no one in the back seat, it was

the perfect opportunity , but I was genuinely afraid it would end like this. When the

bus

arrived in Meizhen, neither of us got off.

"What should I do? Am I just going to miss this opportunity?" I thought anxiously. "Maybe I should ask her if she's still going hiking.

Yes!"

Just as I was considering for a long time and finally decided to ask, I turned around and found her with her eyes closed, seemingly

asleep. A surge of joy filled me, and my hungry gaze greedily roamed over her body, her slightly heaving breasts, her

tempting, full buttocks. My hand trembled as I touched her thigh, but there was no reaction. "Should I touch her?" I thought for a moment...

After a long while, I finally placed my hand gently on her thigh. I didn't dare to caress it, only lightly

pinching . Seeing that she didn't move, my lust intensified, and my hand traced across her buttocks. She suddenly opened her eyes

before I could pull my sinful hand back. My fear was this: she would stand up and slap me,

then walk away. But she didn't. She looked behind her with hazy eyes, then

closed , gently resting her head on my shoulder.

At that moment, I was ecstatic. Was she agreeing to be with me? There couldn't be any mistake! I cautiously looked ahead

. A pair of hands slid between her thighs and buttocks. Unfortunately, I dared not touch her alluring breasts because I feared they

might be seen by those in front. So I focused all my attention on her lower body,

gently dragging her labia back and forth through her skirt. She opened her eyes, her face flushed with shyness as she looked

ahead , trying not to make a sound. Then she leaned forward,

completely protecting her breasts, and my other hand immediately climbed onto her alluring breasts. Using both hands, I gradually felt a change in her body through her

clothes . I slipped my hand inside her clothes, and a surge of fleshy

sensation assaulted my brain. Her hardened nipples and throbbing vulva intensely stimulated

my desire. I took out the hand that had been kneading her breasts and gently pulled her hand. She sat up and looked at

me with a wistful gaze. My fingers were already inside her vulva, and I placed her hand on my already erect penis. She glanced

cautiously ahead, her palm sliding against my erection. I pulled down my pants, gesturing for her to put her hand inside.

She gave me a wink, and seeing my determined and eager expression, she still slipped her hand inside my underwear and gripped

my penis tightly at the base.

My pleasure intensified, and my fingers thrust more and more violently into her vagina. I

imagined as my own penis, which was now on the verge of collapse under her ministrations. "I'm here,"

she whispered in my ear. I assumed she was also approaching orgasm, so my fingers

worked even harder. Her vaginal fluid increased, and then the car stopped. I was jolted by the sudden, unexpected

braking, and a gush of hot fluid shot out from my penis.

She held out her semen-covered hand, gave me a resentful look, and the sudden stop had

stopped my fingers. She pulled my hand away, took out a tissue to wipe her hand and genitals, then handed me the tissue and got up

to leave. I awkwardly took the tissue, and seeing her about to leave, I hurriedly got up to get out of the car. She pressed me back into my seat,

gestured towards my genitals with her lips, and whispered, "My period is coming to pick me up." I sat down blankly, only then realizing I hadn't

asked her name, address, or how to contact her. So I hurriedly asked, "You..." only to realize I couldn't ask any

more questions. "Are you going hiking tomorrow?" My eyes were full of anticipation.

She smiled and shook her head at me. As I anxiously stammered, "Well..." she lowered her head and said, "Yes

." At that moment, I really wanted to bite her lips. She just walked away from me, her pert buttocks passing by me

at close range . She seemed to trip, her entire buttocks pressing against my face.

The plump buttocks I had longed for finally gave me a kiss goodbye.

Dragging my tired body, I took the bus home, took a shower, and kept excitedly reliving

everything .

"Will she go tomorrow? What if she doesn't go? Will I still be able to see her? Will I be able to fulfill my wish and insert

my penis into her alluring honey hole?" Questions like these kept me awake all night. I

was woken up early by the alarm clock, quickly and carefully prepared, and ran towards the mountain.

Fearing discovery by the couple who came every day, I hid in the weeds on the right path, peering towards

the crossroads . The wait was filled with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. Fortunately, it wasn't in vain; I saw her

slowly walking across the crossroads, glancing left and right. Just as I was about to rush out, I suddenly noticed someone following behind her—the same person

who come with her last time. I was stunned. Had she changed her mind? Or was there another reason? I composed

myself, emerged from the weeds, and looked at her. She looked at me, her eyes filled with conflict

and unspoken words. Then she turned her head away, avoiding my gaze. The woman and she whispered something, but I was completely

oblivious .

I had originally planned to descend the mountain, but partly because I felt unwilling to give up, and partly because I wanted to find a quiet place to brood,

I turned back through the weeds and came to the clearing on the right path. The sun was still hidden behind the mountains, and

the grief and indignation in my heart at that moment could not even compare to that of Chen Zi'ang, who climbed the Youzhou Terrace and looked around before bursting into tears. The morning sun was blazing,

yet I was filled with sorrow.

I heard the rustling sound of the grass being parted, and with my head bowed, I saw a pair of full feet. I stood up.

"You've come!" I was overjoyed to see her standing before me.

"I originally wanted to come and tell you that we shouldn't do anything wrong." Her eyes turned to pity.

"But seeing you so sad, I couldn't bear it. Sigh, never mind." She looked to the side and said, "

Isn't there even a place to sit here?"

I led her to a large tree by the roadside, took off my shirt and spread it on the ground. She sat on it, pulled me

onto her lap, and suddenly grabbed my groin, saying shyly, "Hurry up, I lied and said I had diarrhea

before I came. She's still waiting outside."

"Who is that person? Why does she always come with you?" she asked, hurriedly unzipping her pants.

"My aunt," she pulled her panties out from under her skirt and set them aside, "is staying at my house. She insisted on

coming; she's the one who invited me the first time."

"Then I have to go thank her. Without her, I wouldn't have met you."

She didn't say anything more. My penis was already inside her, and we

were performing the most ancient ritual in this desolate wilderness, with the sky as our blanket and the earth as our bed.

Just as we were immersed in the atmosphere of lovemaking, a shout came from over there, "Ling—,

are you done yet?" We both looked over in a panic, but she didn't come in. "Almost done, just wait a little longer!"

she shouted.

I pinched her butt hard. "Tell her to wait a little longer, what do you mean almost done? It's still a long way off!" I

complained.

"Hurry up, or she'll be dead if she sees us." She pinched my butt back.

Seeing how flustered she was, I could only thrust harder. Gradually, we both lost ourselves in the pleasure

of impending . My movements became fast and forceful, and her moans grew more urgent.

"Don't ejaculate inside!" she suddenly cried out just as I was about to climax. I thrust a few times

deep , pulled out my penis, and my semen spurted out almost simultaneously, splashing onto her body.

"I'll wait for you here tomorrow," I said, watching her hurriedly tidy up.

She glared at me. "That's enough. We'll get caught if this continues. Besides, what am I going to tell

her tomorrow? That I still have diarrhea?"

"Just say you sprained your ankle and it's healed. Ask her to go down the mountain and get someone for you," I suggested. Seeing her hesitation

, I stood up and hugged her, almost pleading, "Come tomorrow, okay? I can't live without you. If you don't come,

I'll keep waiting here."

She nudged me with her hips and laughed, "You can wait all you want. Maybe you'll meet a fairy."

"You are that fairy!" I flattered.

She shook me off, turned back and gave me a mysterious smile, then straightened her clothes and hurried outside.

I could hear the woman's complaints and her laughter. Looking at the bright sunrise, I knew she

would definitely come tomorrow.

[The End]

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