[When I was a boy]

Author: jazz1010
Chapter 1
That year I was only sixteen years old. During summer vacation, through a relative's introduction, I got a job at a book rental shop. I earned
about five or six hundred yuan a month, but luckily it included room and board, so I could save a considerable amount.
The owner was a woman, of average appearance, and I didn't look closely. When I came, the person who introduced me told me
not to say anything unnecessary and not to meddle in other people's
affairs .
Being introverted, I didn't bother to inquire about others' lives. That day, a man came into the shop. His obese figure made him have to sidestep when passing the bookshelves. The
owner smiled at him, didn't say much, took his hand, and walked into the back storage room.
She then turned back and called to me, "Xiao Chen, if anyone comes looking for me, just say I'm not here!"
I glanced around curiously and nodded in agreement. After tidying up the outside bookshelves, I moved a
stack of books inside and suddenly heard a scream. Curious, I went in, lifted the curtain, and
saw a strange scene.
The fat man lay on the ground, while the proprietress sat on him like a Buddha. Her clothes
were pushed up to her armpits, and her white breasts, like two rabbits, dangled from her chest. The nipples were quite large, and
for some reason, they had turned brownish, almost black. The man's hands kneaded them vigorously,
the breasts deforming into various shapes with his touch. After a while, the man lowered his left hand, then reached out
with his right, pinched one of the proprietress's nipples, and began to pull.
The breast gradually stretched outwards with the pull, like an inflating balloon. At this point, the proprietress
stopped moving, tilted her head back, and vigorously kneaded her other breast with one hand, while
letting out long moans.
Finally, the man raised his left hand and lowered his right, the released breast bouncing back, forming a wave
that was arousing to the eye.
The proprietress resumed her movements, her arms supporting her on the ground, her face contorted in pain, her body swaying constantly.
Her lower body was covered in a strange patch of dark hair. It was the first time I'd ever heard of women
having pubic hair, and I was utterly shocked, my mouth agape in astonishment.
Just then, the two men noticed me enter. The fat man threw his clothes at his genitals,
yelling, "Get out of here!" I stared blankly, then stumbled and ran outside.
"Come back!" I heard a voice—it was the landlady's.
"Are you crazy? Why did you want him back?" This was clearly the fat man's voice. "I find it
quite interesting!" the landlady muttered, then called to me again, "Xiao Chen, come in here."
I hesitated at the door for a moment, then went back in.
The landlady was still on top of that man. Seeing me come in, she said, "You just stand there, don't
speak, don't move." I stood there, almost unconsciously.
The landlady took off her top, and I never imagined her body could be so fair and delicate.
The area below her neck was a completely different color, entirely unlike the sallow complexion of her face. Her fair skin and soft,
fleshy curves swayed incessantly. Perhaps because of me, the man seemed shy,
lying there motionless with his eyes tightly closed.
The proprietress took his hand and placed it on her breasts, then began to move again, her body
swaying violently back and forth, moaning, "Mmm...ah...mmm...ah..." Her breathing became heavy,
her voice very strange. I felt an itch in my heart, and my penis swelled slightly. Involuntarily, I
reached out and grasped it.
Suddenly, the fat man violently slammed the proprietress to the ground. I was so frightened that I stumbled backward, leaning against
the wall behind me, my penis immediately going limp.
But the proprietress didn't resist; instead, she obediently lay there, like a gourd, her large buttocks
parted in two, the cleft a strange brown color. I wanted to go closer to see, but the man roughly
pushed me away, leaving me standing timidly to the side.
The proprietress slowly raised her knees, her body undulating, then turned back to look seductively at the
man behind her, saying, "Come on, hurry up." The man, whose pants weren't completely off, took two steps and
suddenly tripped, falling onto the proprietress's buttocks.
They both lay down at the same time. I chuckled at this. The man
gave me an annoyed look, then knelt behind the proprietress, pulled her pants down from her ankles, and
frantically lifted her body, saying, "Damn, what a slut!"
The proprietress knelt there, the man kneeling behind her, holding his penis, and inserted it
into her body, then began to sway his body, cursing incessantly.
The proprietress's hands, which had been supporting her, fell to the ground with the swaying, and she moaned softly
. The man suddenly leaned down, straddling the landlady, touching her drooping breasts, but
his buttocks never stopped moving. Then he straightened up, thrusting violently from behind. The landlady
's body swayed forward with each impact, her breasts bobbing.
The man's left hand gripped her buttocks, while his right hand slapped her hard across them,
leaving a bloody welt with five clearly visible finger marks. The landlady
screamed in agony, turning her head and saying, "Oh... harder!" Without another word, the man thrust again. The landlady
screamed wildly.
They swayed for a while, the man's speed increasing
until he suddenly let out a long sigh and collapsed onto the landlady.
The entire storage room echoed with the heavy breathing of the two men. After a while, the man
climbed off the landlady, began to dress, and then bit her buttocks before leaving
. He glanced at me as he went.
I stood there, somewhat bewildered by the sight of the naked landlady, then shakily moved my feet and
followed him out.
Chapter Two
After that incident, I became extra cautious whenever a man came in, lingering at the door for
a while. Sometimes the landlady would call me in.
One day, a strange, thin man came in. He ignored the landlady and went straight into
the back storage room. The landlady no longer tried to hide from me. She said, "Xiao Chen, you go watch the door!"
"Okay!" I replied and walked towards the counter. After the landlady went into the back, I
slipped away from the front to the back. Now, no matter how I looked at this woman, she was incredibly beautiful.
But this time, I listened outside for a long time, but the landlady didn't call me in, nor did I hear her howling
. It was strange. I took a stack of books and kept pacing around the door. After a while, both of them came
out. The landlady was neatly dressed, not at all like someone who had just had sex.
The man, all smiles, slowly walked out. The proprietress followed behind. At the door, she said,
"Come on, again!" Watching him walk away, she spat and muttered, "Pervert!"
Inside, she picked up her cup, took a sip of water, and then spat it out.
Today, the proprietress was wearing a black, tight-fitting t-shirt that accentuated her perfect figure. Her large
breasts were clearly visible, and because she seemed to be braless, they swayed as she walked, quite alluring
. During my breaks at work, I would steal a few glances to bolster my energy.
She wore black stockings, which somewhat concealed her ample legs, and a bright red short skirt
around her waist. When she bent over, you could even see her black lace panties, but her buttocks were so full that the panties
were rolled up and tucked tightly into her cleft. I would also be working behind her chair, head down
. I picked up a book and saw the proprietress, her buttocks sticking out, leaning forward. Her rounded hips made me
want to look at her irresistibly. Bored, I was reading a book, and from behind, I peeked at the view under her skirt.
The glimpse of her fair thighs ignited my lust. I took a breath and reached into
my pants, groping around. But just as I was about to act, the proprietress stopped me!
"Xiao Chen, what are you doing?" The proprietress had turned her chair around at some point, and now
she was facing me directly. But she spread her legs, seemingly teasing me, and kept shaking them.
I was so embarrassed that I couldn't say a word. My face turned bright red, and I felt like it was about to bleed. I lowered my head in shame
, forgetting to take my hand out of my pants.
Suddenly, something touched my head. I looked up in surprise and saw a foot—a
jade-like foot encased in black stockings—waving in front of me. I stared blankly at the proprietress, whose face was full of
joy. She said, "Xiao Chen, do you like me?"
I nodded woodenly. The proprietress chuckled, then kicked out—not with much force, but I was
caught off guard and sent flying, landing on the ground.
The proprietress stood up, walked to the front, and pulled down the roller shutter. I hesitated for
a moment, about to stand up, but the proprietress's black-stockinged foot reappeared in my sight. She placed one foot on
my face and stomped on it repeatedly, then asked, "Xiao Chen, does it feel good?"
But her toes were already in my mouth, and strangely, I drooled. I made "uh-
huh" sounds, still hearing the proprietress's laughter. After a while, she moved her foot to my
penis. My penis was now at its maximum size.
Provoked by the landlady, I wanted to grab something and thrust it into it hard, but since
the person in front of me was the landlady, I didn't dare.
After she'd had her fun, she squatted down, pressing her genitals against my mouth, and said, "Do you like it?"
Hidden under her skirt, I couldn't see anything, but I smelled a faint fishy odor. A strange
feeling enveloped me; my heart raced, and my body trembled uncontrollably.
Suddenly, the landlady sat down, her entire weight pressing down on my head. Her genitals, like a soft
bun, pressed against my mouth, making it difficult to breathe. I tried to break free. But in an instant,
the landlady stood up again and said, "Come on, let's go inside!"
Chapter 3
Hearing the landlady's words, I trembled and lay there motionless. The landlady, who had already stood up and
walked out, didn't hear my movement and turned back to kick me.
The pointed toe of the shoe pierced my flesh. I felt the pain and quickly stood up. The landlady
chuckled softly and said, "What's wrong? Afraid I'll eat you up?"
I touched my head and smiled, but inside I was incredibly nervous. Although I masturbated frequently,
the image of a woman in my mind was always vague; I had no real concept of women.
Seeing my hesitation, the landlady reached out and gently stroked my crotch a few times. My penis
immediately became erect, and the heat emanating from my lower abdomen surprisingly gave me a lot of courage.
She patted me a few more times, satisfied, and then went into the inner storage room. I followed behind,
like someone heading to the execution ground, though I wasn't sure who was the condemned one.
The storage room was surrounded by huge bookshelves as tall as the room itself, with a table in the middle, also piled high with
books. I still held books in awe, and the thought of doing this kind of thing amidst piles of books filled me with
a sense of melancholy. Because the storage room had no windows, it was dimly lit, with a gas lamp emitting a faint yellow glow
hanging from a rope.
The landlady didn't care about any of that. As soon as I stepped through the curtain, she shoved me. Confused, I
glanced back at her, only to see her face change drastically. She angrily kicked me, saying, "Get down on your knees!"
I obediently lay down on the ground, motionless. The landlady seemed to sigh and said, "Lie down!"
It seemed I had misunderstood her meaning. I wondered if she would continue to punish me!
Just as I turned around, something black flew towards me,
smelling faintly of fish and soap. I picked it up and looked at it; it was a pair of underwear. I saw some sticky discharge at the genital area. I took...
I sniffed it.
"Don't smell it, lick it!" the landlady said. Curious, I licked the sticky substance with my tongue.
It didn't taste special, just exciting. I put my underwear in my mouth and smacked it
a few times, but still felt nothing special.
"Kid, you're pretty quick to understand!" the landlady's voice whispered in my ear. She had already walked over
, her clothes completely off, her large breasts hanging in front of me. I stared
, dropping my underwear, and instinctively wanted to touch them.
But the landlady pushed me away, stood up, walked to my lower body, pulled down my
pants, grabbed my penis, and gently shook it a few times, asking, "Still a virgin?"
"Yes!" I replied, feeling a little ashamed for some reason. The landlady fiddled with it for
a moment, then walked around my body, saying, "Take off all your clothes!" I quickly took off
all my clothes and lay naked on the ground.
The proprietress stretched out her foot, and I noticed she was only wearing black stockings. Her black-stockinged foot landed on
my face, and I instinctively licked it. The stockings were the tight kind,
smooth to the touch. This sensation made my heart pound.
She brought over a small stool, sat on top of my head, and placed her feet on my face. I reached out and
rubbed her feet against my face. Her feet didn't smell strong, except for a slight sour odor and
a hint of floral tea scent from the insoles. I greedily licked them.
Saliva finally soaked the stockings, and I shoved one foot into my mouth, swirling it around with my tongue. I
felt her toes wriggling, as if trying to escape, but I forcefully held her foot down. A
state of intoxicated passion drove me mad.
With a slap, she bent down and struck my face, then said, "Wait!" The slap jolted me
awake. I quickly lowered my hand and lay there stiffly. After a moment, something soft and black
landed on my face.
It was her stockings. I thought for a moment, then neither touched nor spoke. Next, I felt something
move across my face—her bare feet, bare of stockings. She gently
rubbed her feet against my face, and seeing that I didn't move, she said, "Hurry up and lick!"
Hearing this, I felt like I had received a royal decree, and quickly put her jade feet in my mouth and started to gnaw
. I couldn't bite into the soft flesh of her soles no matter what I did. Holding them in my hands, her feet were quite plump, but I still couldn't bite them. Then
I licked them once, and she said, "Don't lick the soles!"
I changed my attack point, grabbed her toes and put them in my mouth, biting them wantonly, and then
slowly licking them with my tongue, my tongue wandering between her toes. She actually started to moan softly, "That's it,
that's it, ah... um... hmm... that's it, that's it..." Hearing her encouragement, I
played even more enthusiastically.
I rolled over on the ground, knelt at her feet, and licked her vigorously, I even forgot about my swollen penis.
She got off the small stool and leaned against a bookshelf, stroking her vulva with her hand in a daze.
I couldn't help but kiss her from her calves all the way down.
Her legs were very soft, like a freshly baked loaf of bread, soft white flesh swaying there
. I lingered on her calves for a moment before continuing. There were red lumps on her knees
, which I figured were the result of her labor.
Finally, I moved from her jade-like feet to her vulva. I hesitated for a moment, but ultimately kissed her.
Surprisingly, she didn't hit me. Instead, she pulled her hand away and pressed my head down firmly. I lay on the ground, my head
pressed against her genitals. The fluffy pubic hair tickled my face. I tried to part
the hair with my nose, inhaling the salty, wet scent. The flesh there was even softer, as if it were
melting. I carefully explored it with my tongue for a while.
She used her tongue to probe inside the opening, swirling and rotating it. As
I went deeper, her hand pressing down on my head tightened. I found a strange clitoris inside.
I gently bit it, and she let out a soft gasp. I bit it again, and her moans
intensified. Now it felt like I'd found her Achilles' heel, and I kept lightly biting that clitoris. Between
licking her lower body, I looked up at the landlady. She had her head thrown back violently, almost
reaching into the bookshelf, one hand tearing at her breasts, kneading and squeezing them,
while the other hand was on my head. When she felt a release, she quickly pressed my head down again. As
her body arched back, the bookshelf behind her swayed, creaking.
Books occasionally fell from above, hitting my head. Annoyed, I pushed the falling books aside. Then I
grabbed the landlady and moved her to the ground to continue biting her. In the dim light, I was like a rat crawling through a hole, constantly
moving forward.
Suddenly, her body trembled, and she whimpered as if crying, "Ah...ah..."
The hand on my head gripped me tightly, tearing my hair painfully. Immediately, some
white foam gushed from her vagina, which I quickly caught in my mouth, greedily sucking and savoring it.
She looked at me and said, "Is it good?" Then she gently patted my face.
The undigested fluids flowed onto the floor, staining several books yellowish.
I nodded blankly. Actually, there wasn't anything particularly delicious, just a feeling of excitement. She lay there
for a while, and I climbed onto her body, gently licking her breasts. I don't know why
I was so craving this place. I covered one breast with each hand and bit the other with my mouth.
The breast I was touching was so wonderful; the softness almost melted me. My nipples
were already erect, and I kept fiddling with them with my fingers, but the breast remained firm.
The nipples inside her mouth seemed to throb. I didn't even get a good look at her breasts before
burying my head deep inside. I gently bit her nipple and then rubbed it lightly with my teeth. I
felt like I was back in my mother's arms, and I didn't want to leave.
She didn't seem to notice my actions, letting me lie on top of her, my head buried between her breasts. After
a while, I heard her breathing return to normal, "Hoo hoo..." She finally
patted my back gently and said, "Lie down!"
Reluctantly, I lifted my head from between her breasts, walked to the middle of the room, and lay down.
The landlady stood up and stepped over my head. I felt the sticky fluid dripping from her vagina
onto my body.
She stopped at my penis and then sat on my stomach. Although I felt she was heavy,
I didn't feel any pressure; instead, I felt a sense of anticipation. After she sat down, I quickly touched
her buttocks from behind. Her round buttocks were like a disc, and with her legs spread apart, her brown anus was clearly
visible. I touched and gently pressed the folds of her anus, and she immediately
responded with "Oh... Mm..." but she turned around and pushed my hand away. I lay back down dejectedly. Her
hand immediately grasped my penis, then stroked it a few times, and then gently scraped
and pinched the glans. A tingling tremor ran through me, and then I ejaculated.
She turned her head, glanced at me, and said, "Kid, don't be in such a hurry!" As she spoke, she smeared the semen
on her face, looked at me with a wicked smile, and moaned coquettishly, "Ah..." Seeing this, my limp
penis immediately became engorged again. She grasped my now-erect penis and said, "Young man, you're
different!"
Then she started stroking it for a while, stopping each time just as I was about to lose control. Suddenly,
she turned around, and I felt two hard, stiff things awkwardly manipulating my penis. I
looked up and saw she was using her feet.
Her thick soles moved somewhat awkwardly over my penis, but I felt an unusual excitement,
even stronger than when I had ejaculated earlier. I shouted, "I'm going to cum!"
But she didn't stop; her feet continued stroking. I couldn't hold back again and ejaculated.
Her feet didn't stop; with the slippery semen, her feet moved even faster. This time, before my penis
even softened, it became erect again.
After a while, she stopped moving, took a few steps forward, slowly squatted down, lowered her head
, guided my penis to her vagina, and sat down. A feeling of going straight to heaven overwhelmed
my mind. The pleasure emanating from my penis was non-stop; the soft, warm touch sent shivers down my spine.
I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I even got goosebumps.
After sitting down, she didn't move immediately but stayed there, savoring the sensation. After a moment, she gave me a coquettish look
and said, "Xiao Chen, let's begin!"
(To be continued)

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