【Shanshan the Lustful Woman】(Part 1 Complete)

(I)

Shanshan, yes, that's my name! I know it's a very "common" name, but I guess I can't blame
anyone, can I? After all, an orphan shouldn't ask for too much.

From as far back as I can remember, I've known I have a certain quality, a quality that attracts others.
Because of this, I've never lacked men around me, some of whom should perhaps be called boys. But believe me, what they can
give far exceeds what you should expect from a minor

… When I was eight years old, I performed oral sex on a man for the first time; it was my kind headmistress. I still remember what he said
: "Shanshan, be good, the director is sick, very sick! The doctor said that if a cute little girl helps, the director
can get better! Be good, the director loves you the most, can you help the director?"

"Okay, I will definitely listen to the director and help."

"Come on, first help the director touch here." He placed my small hand on his crotch, then he pulled
down zipper and took out his huge, dark penis from the opening in the front of his underwear.

While comforting my slightly frightened state, he pulled my face towards his genitals: "Don't be afraid, the director
really hurts, look, it's all swollen down there, the doctor said that if a little girl helps the director blow air down there,
the director will get better."

"Come on, be good! Shanshan, be good!"

"You're so good... so good..." He grabbed my head and shoved his strong male symbol into
my mouth, thrusting it into my throat again and again.

The first time my mouth was filled with a man's flesh, it was hard to describe the feeling. I only felt his warm
penis getting harder and harder, the veins on it becoming more and more prominent, and clear fluid starting
to flow from the opening of his glans.

At first, his movements were very gentle, but gradually, he increased the speed and used both hands to hold my head
to match his thrusting.

"Oh...oh...Shanshan...oh...oh...a little lighter...oh...a little lighter...so good
...oh..."

I don't know how much time passed, but I started coughing because I couldn't breathe, but he didn't care, he just
kept speeding up his movements, faster and faster...

"Oh...Shanshan...oh...you...you...are so good...faster...oh
...yes...yes...a little lighter...Dean...almost...almost...almost..."

"Oh...oh..." Finally, he ejaculated, shooting onto my tear-streaked face.

Looking at his satisfied expression, tears still flowed uncontrollably.

"Shanshan, the director has already expelled the toxins. The doctor said these toxins can't leak out;
the little girl who saved me has to swallow them. Don't be afraid, it won't harm you."

"Come on, swallow it obediently, okay..." He smeared the semen on my face with his hand, then gestured for me
to lick his fingers clean. When his fingers were empty, he pulled down my pants and
probed .

"Ah, Director, no... no! Director, it hurts! Shanshan is in pain!"

Seeing that I was about to burst into tears, he had no choice but to stop. But unsatisfied, he pressed my head
down , making me lick even the remaining drops from his glans.

I will never forget the taste of his semen. It was salty and astringent, smooth
like , yet sticky like honey. The warm fluid
churned in my mouth like filling for a sweet dumpling, rushing down my throat and into the deepest part of my body…

“Shanshan, be good, don’t cry. The director will take good care of you! He will take good care of you…” He was right. From that night on, he pampered me for twelve years, continuing his treatment of me

every night (sometimes during the day). At first, he only used my mouth. As I grew older, he began to attack my clitoris, then my anus… When all this was no longer enough for him, he started playing threesomes, foursomes, finding other little girls (even little boys) to join in … Time has diluted all those feelings. Perhaps you find it strange that I can now describe it so casually, as if recounting a cheap pornographic novel. So what! I never see myself as a victim. A girl's transformation into a woman is an inevitable path, and I was just experiencing the early pain! I admit I've been in pain, but gradually, I began to enjoy it. I'm not the fragile, glass-like woman in novels, wallowing in the past. On the contrary, I yearn for happiness, I admire paradise. I believe that sex is absolutely the only ticket to paradise! (II) In those days of limited information, most children didn't know what sex was. Some were even frightened by the sudden growth of pubic hair, let alone the fear some girls experienced when they first started menstruating. I often teased Yi-ling, who shared a bed with me, about this, laughing at her for making a fuss over nothing. Once, a boy accidentally touched her breast , and she kept nagging me about it for three days. I've always just laughed off these inevitable parts of life. After all, the director would still tell me things about that kind of thing while I was working, but that was all. The regular "meetings" with the director gradually stopped satisfying me. I knew I wanted more, and I deserved more. Once, on a whim, he masturbated in front of me. By then, we no longer relied on lies as a bridge, because he knew I was deeply entangled in the whirlpool of desire. I was no longer simply being used ; I began to strive to find various forms of pleasure in him. I released my long-imprisoned soul, regained control, and reclaimed the little dignity I had left from the jailer! I watched him first stroke his limp penis with his right hand, while his left hand roamed over his chest, teasing his nipples or gently brushing his hair. His penis gradually hardened , and he skillfully pulled back the foreskin, revealing his large glans. His penis was pale pink, about 15 centimeters long. To be honest, it didn't taste bad; it was quite clean, even rather delicious! I watched his testicles shrink smaller and smaller . Then he gripped those two small balls with his left hand, tightening and relaxing; tightening and relaxing—everything seemed so regular, yet so incongruous.

He closed his eyes, panting heavily, muttering to himself, "Faster...faster,
faster ...yes...oh...that's it...oh...that's it...ah...you...are so good...
so...good...oh...I...I...oh...I...I can't take it anymore..."

"Oh...I'm going to let go...I'm going to let go...ah...ah..." Then came a satisfied sigh
.

As usual, he made me lick the hot fluid he had ejaculated on his belly.

"Shanshan, it's a pity girls don't have prominent breasts, otherwise you would understand how a pair of hands can create heavenly
pleasure!" he said, looking down at me.

He was wrong. We may not have prominent breasts, but we can create our own sticks of the right length,
probing every unfathomable secret lair within us!

As time passed, I began to understand that one man could not satisfy me, especially not a
body nearing its end. My unfulfilled body cried out for help, demanding release!

Who else could I choose? There was only one answer—Qingyong.

Qingyong was an orphan two years older than me. He was taller than other children his age, with enviable
thick black hair. His thick eyebrows and large eyes made his features appear mature beyond his years, and his fair complexion
gave an irregular kind of handsomeness. In fact, Yiling had confessed to me many times that she was infatuated with Qingyong.
She often praised him for having a strange attraction that made her want to be close to him.

Unfortunately, the director noticed this as well, and one night, he summoned him. From the expression on his face as he
walked out of the director's room, I realized that Qingyong had become one of his favorite playthings. His terrified and suspicious
eyes were a replica of mine from years ago.

Gradually, we became the dean's favorites. He even started asking us to serve him together, and after a
while , our threesome became a regular occurrence!

The dean especially liked it when he and I would lick his penis together. I would suck the glans while he
played with his testicles in his mouth with his tongue. He would use his right hand to masturbate Qingyong and his left hand
to alternately insert his fingers into my vulva. Finally, just before Qingyong was about to ejaculate, the dean would make me crawl on all fours like a dog
, with Qingyong kneeling in front of me while I gave him a blowjob, and the dean would attack my already
soaked .

Serving Qingyong, I always used all my skills. His penis was quite different from the director's.
The director had thick, curly pubic hair that extended from his navel to the sides of his testicles, topped with a thick but slightly short
shaft. His penis usually slanted to the right, and when erect, it curved to the right into a banana-like shape. Its color
was a dark ochre, similar to coffee. Up the shaft was his uncut foreskin, tightly covering the large
glans.

Qingyong, on the other hand, had a smooth lower abdomen sparsely interspersed with a few fine hairs, which could not conceal his
magnificent, erect penis. Its surface had a pinkish sheen, reminiscent of a baby's delicate face, but
when actually touched, it was as hard as a steel pipe. His glans was exposed, displaying a perfect curve,
which often made my heart flutter at first sight. When it filled my mouth, the entire penis transformed into a living fish,
leaping and throbbing with boundless vitality on my tongue. In that moment of spiritual union, I knew we had
become one .

Under the relentless assault of my tongue, Qingyong could never hold out long before ejaculating wildly into my mouth. It didn't matter;
he was still young. Time and experience would change everything, I believed. I would swallow every drop of Qingyong's love juice,
savoring its sweet and sour taste. Of course, the best was yet to come.

After the director finished penetrating me, he would begin his assault on Qingyong's anus, taking out pre-prepared cream and smearing it on
Qingyong's vulva before launching a fierce attack. Qingyong's pained expression told me he didn't like being played with
from behind; I was different. When the director first conquered my virginity, I loved it. I loved the pleasure of my sphincter contracting and expanding
, like an electric current coursing through my body, tingling and intoxicating.

I continued licking the dean's penis as it was being inserted and withdrawn, and also licked Qingyong's anus. The dean would ejaculate on
both of our faces, and then he would order us to lick the semen off each other's faces.

After a few times, I began to realize that I had feelings for Qingyong. I licked the dean's pubic hair, but imagined that I was
serving Qingyong. I swallowed the dean's penis to the deepest part of my throat, fantasizing that it was Qingyong's huge male body
inside me. I kept rolling my tongue, moving it up and down along the urethral opening of the dean's glans,
but what appeared in my mind was Qingyong getting bigger and harder in my mouth...

Finally, before the dean ejaculated, my genitals were already moistened by my love juice. I felt a surge of excitement
rising from the deepest part of my body, starting from my toes. A stream of desire slid down my inner thighs, through
my pubic hair-less vulva, flowed to my navel, circled my not-so-full breasts, and rushed to the
back of my head. At that moment, I experienced my first orgasm, and at the same time, I broke free from all constraints, feeling
an unprecedented sense of freedom.

(III)

One sunny weekend, the dean took all the boys on an outdoor excursion. Director
Suzhen stayed behind to clean the courtyard with the girls, preparing for the trip the following week.

Qingyong didn't go either; he had caught a bad
cold so he had to stay and rest. I knew in my heart that this was my only chance.

While everyone was cleaning the courtyard and no one was paying attention, I dropped my cleaning tools, slipped into the courtyard, and opened
the door to the boys' dormitory. Qingyong was fast asleep on the bed. His room only had four people; it was the best and most spacious
room in the courtyard, after all, the dean still cared for him.

I quietly approached him, looking at his sleeping face, so innocent yet so captivating.
Gently brushing aside the bangs on his forehead, I could feel his slightly feverish body temperature; his breathing was sometimes rapid, sometimes
gentle , with warm breaths escaping from his mouth. I knelt down and placed
a light kiss on his flushed cheek. That kiss awakened him from his slumber and released the desire within me, a desire that would burn endlessly…

“…It’s you…you…what are you doing?” he asked in a hoarse voice.

“Qingyong, I…”

A moment of silence fell between us.

"Qingyong, I want you." I said, trembling. "Yes, I want you. Ever since I can remember,
I've known I belong to you, and you belong to me..."

"But..." he said.

"I know I'm no longer innocent... but my heart has never been possessed by any other man. You must
have felt it too, right? The deep love in my eyes every time I look at you;
the surging

" "I... know..."

"Then today, I'm no longer the director's little doll. I am who I am, Shanshan—a woman, a woman
who loves you, a woman who needs love... Possess me, Qingyong! Possess me! Let us
become one...

" "..."

I reached my hands under the covers, pulling his hands out, opening his clenched fists. I guided him
to cover my mature breasts with his palms, then slid my hands between his legs, beginning to rub his genitals. Qingyong
was only wearing underwear. When my cold hands touched his warm thighs, I could feel him
trembling slightly. I continued to rub his penis through his underwear, teasing his glans with my fingers, while he
lingered between my breasts.

"Ah...ah...ah..." We both moaned involuntarily.

Qingyong, ignoring his cold, simply threw the blanket aside, then hurriedly
untied , and I tore his undershirt.

Finally, our lips met, and the long-dormant volcano was ready to erupt. Ignoring the invasion of germs, disregarding
the cold wind, we attacked and explored each other with our tongues, exchanging rich bodily fluids and sharing
our souls.

Following his gills to his earlobe, I gently kissed it a few times, then down his neck, my lips kissing all the way to his
erect nipples, then his cute belly button, below which a thick patch of curly hair prickled my cheek, making me feel incredibly happy.
Finally, I reached my long-desired treasure, that magnificent little rod.

Qingyong's panties tightly hugged his already erect jade pillar. Looking at my treasure, which was about to burst forth, I opened my mouth without hesitation and bit down through
the .

"Uh...uh..." Qingyong immediately couldn't help but make a sound, but I continued to tease him with my tongue.

"Quickly...uh...take it...out..." I ignored him and continued teasing.

"Quickly... I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore!" I pulled his penis
out from beside my underwear and swallowed it whole.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd served a man (even Qingyong), it was the first time I'd felt so
satisfied. My past fantasies had now become reality, and they were stirring in my mouth. I was afraid it
would disappear, afraid I would wake up from this beautiful dream! I couldn't help but suck harder, hoping to get it
as deep as possible into my mouth, hoping it would become a part of me...

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the door opened.

"Shanshan, where did you run off to... Ah... You... You guys..." It was Yiling.

I quickly spat Qingyong's deflated penis out of my mouth and ran to pull Yiling into the room.

"You saw it all, we're..." I said.

"Don't say anything," Yi-ling said, lowering her head and blushing.

Seeing Qing-yong standing silently to the side, I knew how to quell a potential commotion.

"Did anyone see you come in?" I asked.

Yi-ling shook her head.

"Then come on!"

"Come on? What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I'm saying!"

"You want me to...do something with you?" she asked timidly.

"I've read your diary. Don't tell me you haven't fantasized about Qingyong..."

"How could you..."

"Stop pretending to be reserved. You saw us when you came in...that must have excited you,
right?"

"..."

I approached her and began to caress her underdeveloped breasts. She didn't resist.

"You want him to do this to you, don't you?" I comforted her again: "You want it,
don't you ?" "

...Yes..." She had completely succumbed, to her long-dormant desire.

Removing her clothes was easy. I pulled her, trembling slightly, to Qingyong's bedside. Her cold and the earlier
shock prevented Qingyong from expressing much opinion, but how many men could resist the temptation of two against one?

I held up Qingyong's withered flower stem and said, "This is the treasure you've been longing for. Come, take a good
look at what it looks like!" I pressed Yiling's head down.

She trembled even more violently.

"Don't be afraid, wrap your arms around it."

She did as I said.

"Help it up and down."

"Yes... ah... a little gentler... ah..." Qingyong said.

The spear gradually lengthened and hardened in Yiling's hand. It was time.

"Now open your mouth and swallow it."

I saw Yiling hesitate.

"Eat it quickly, don't you want to feel Qingyong's strong body with your mouth?"

Finally, she mustered her courage and completely submerged the longsword in her mouth.

The feeling was strange; looking at Yiling was like seeing myself at eight years old again. I knew that after
today , she would face a completely different life…

Looking at the two of them, my extinguished passion reignited. Standing at Qingyong's bedside, I leaned down and
kissed his forehead, then his nose, his full lips, my tongue sliding down to his erect nipples. Finally, I
lay face down on his bed, my head resting against Yiling's. She was passionately sucking on his hot penis, while I gently touched
every sensitive spot on Qingyong's upper abdomen with my tongue, then naturally directed the source of my desire towards his mouth.

Qingyong didn't disappoint me. He supported my full buttocks with his hands and, without hesitation, launched a fierce
tongue attack. My desire had already overflowed, and my juices flowed down my thighs. Qingyong first rubbed his nose against my
rainforest , then bit a handful of reeds and held them in his mouth. The slight sting made my gushing flow even
more violently, and it also splattered his face. He stopped tormenting me and went straight for the hole, swinging his soft tongue
into it.

"…Uh…yes…yes…it’s…it’s…there…ah…it
…want…ah…I…I…can’t…can’t…" I was incoherent.

He first gently touched my vulva, then gradually penetrated my clitoris. His ever-changing tongue awakened
every body; every inch of my skin felt like it was splitting and rebuilding, and I felt like my body no longer belonged to me!

This was the first time a man had performed oral sex on me. I finally understood why men liked it when we used our mouths on them…
the experience was heavenly, like, yes, that word—paradise. Across mountains and rivers, this
was my paradise.

Finally, I released, even before Qingyong entered me.

Suddenly, I felt a pang of sadness. Was this what I wanted? Here, in this orphanage, how much longer would I have to stay with
the increasingly frail director? "Is the man before me truly my future?" I couldn't help but ask, watching Qingyong and Yiling
's unbridled pleasure.

No! I want more, and I will get it.

Yiling bled, and I saw Qingyong gently stroking her hair, comforting her.

I still remember the night I lost my virginity; the headmaster also spoke softly to me, "Shanshan, be good, don't cry
. The headmaster will treat you well."

The same tender gaze was now reflected on Qingyong's face.

"I will treat you well," he said.

(IV)

Finally, the day for the girls' outing arrived. Our team leader was our director, Ms. Pan—no, we should now call
her Director Kobayashi. She married a Japanese man three years ago and changed her surname to Kobayashi, but we still couldn't quite pronounce
it . Plus, her name is Suzhen, so everyone likes to jokingly call her Suzhu, which she, being good-natured
, didn't seem to mind.

Another female teacher was originally supposed to be with us, but she had to cancel at the last minute.

Our destination was a large botanical garden, divided into many sections. In the morning, we visited
the indoor decorative section, the perennial herb section… and planned to continue in the afternoon to see the fragrant flower section, the tropical
section, the poisonous plant section, and so on.

At noon, everyone was divided into groups for free time. Yiling and I were in the same group. Since last week,
there had been a subtle change between us; we hadn't spoken to each other except when necessary.

So I left the group, thinking I could just rush back when we met up at 1:30.

Wandering around, I unknowingly wandered to a rest area attached to the park, which was quite far away. Along the path were rows of
small wooden cabins, mostly rented to families on vacation.

Then I saw them—the director, with a young man nestled beside him. I quickly hid in the roadside
bushes and watched them go into one of the cabins.

That man—yes, it was him.

He was a mechanic from a plumbing shop next to the orphanage; he had been called in to fix the power outage in the director's office not long ago due to an overload
. I was impressed by his refined appearance then, and I remember his name was something like Shaoyuan.

I went to the back of the cabin. A corner of the curtain in their back window wasn't drawn, and I peeked in.

He had taken off his jeans, leaving him in only a t-shirt and socks, and the director was only wearing lace
underwear , sitting on the edge of the bed giving him a blowjob.

"Are you sure you're okay leaving those kids alone?" he asked.

"…Um…no problem!…They're all braided…grouped! Um…" she said, looking
up .

It was clear her technique was clumsy; his expression betrayed that she had hurt his manhood.

I opened the window and jumped in. At that moment, terror was written all over their faces.

"Shanshan, what…"

"I don't want to waste time. I need to borrow your lover," I said.

"Who is she?" he asked.

"Have you forgotten me? I was the one who brought you into our dean's office last week to change the wiring."

"It was you?"

"If you let me join, I promise I won't tell anyone about you two."

"I..."

"You have no choice anymore, and don't you want a better one?"

I noticed his recently shriveled masculinity rise again; the body never lies.

I haven't touched a man for a week. Since my threesome with Qing Yong and Yi Ling, even the dean hasn't contacted me.

I took off all my clothes, displaying my proud physique.

"What, are you going to keep spacing out?" I asked.

"Alright then!" He was, after all, a man. He picked me up and threw me onto the bed: "Since you
want it, I'll give you a quickie!"

Without any foreplay, he straddled me and thrust into me in one go. That feeling of fullness was wonderful;
I felt no longer empty, no longer alone…

"Shaoyuan…" Suzhen said helplessly.

"…Mmm…Huff…Huff…" I cried out passionately

. "…A little…Huff…In
…Mmm…A

little…" I said, "…A little…Deeper…Huff…A little
...

I pushed him away. "This is the good man you found?" I asked Suzhen with dissatisfaction. "I think you two don't need
a hotel room; you can just go to the bathroom and take care of things in three minutes!"

Shaoyuan wanted to say something, but held back.

Shaoyuan rolled over and lay on the bed. I climbed onto the bed, straddled his chest, and knelt on both knees beside his ears
in a squatting position, his chin pressed against my genitals.

"Drink up all the milk you just ejaculated inside me," I said, looking down at him.

"I don't help women..."

"Do you know what will happen if I call for help now?" I said. "I'm not even 16 yet!"

Ignoring his resistance, I pointed my breath at his mouth.

"You don't want to go to jail, do you? Hurry up and lick it! Hurry up!"

Finally, the dejected tiger, like a kitten, obediently started licking. It was a mixture of my
love juice and his essence, and he seemed to lick with increasing enthusiasm.

"Director... um... don't say I... um... stole your toy... um... let you... play with it..."
"Come here...now...ah...kneel by the bed...ah...and blow him again...um..."

She did as she was told.

I snapped back to reality and turned to say, "Don't suck...ah...too tight...use your mouth...ah...
constantly ...thrust...lightly...ah...lick with your tongue."

"...Ah...ah...um..." I climaxed.

After calming down a bit, I took over the director's work and gestured for her to watch my technique.

Shaoyuan's penis wasn't long, much smaller and thinner than the director's or Qingyong's. I swallowed it whole,
teasing the glans with my tongue, or patting it on my tongue with my fingers, or putting his little marbles in
my mouth and teasing them.

From his ecstatic cries, I realized he'd never felt so good before.

"…ah…ah…so…great…ah…almost…almost…almost…"

I knew he was about to ejaculate again, so I pulled the popsicle out and put it in the director's mouth.

"…Ah…ah…ah…um…" He ejaculated a lot, so much that it flowed
out .

After showering, I left in a hurry, saying nothing. Throughout the afternoon's activities, the director avoided my
gaze.

It didn't matter; on my way home that evening, I was completely satisfied.

(V)

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