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Do these things actually exist? 

Background: I'm a vocational high school teacher, and I'm required to recruit students, specifically junior high graduates, mostly 15-16 year olds. Many students add me
on QQ after inquiring. One day, a girl on QQ bombarded me with questions unrelated to recruitment, like my zodiac sign. Because of my recruitment quota, I patiently played along…
Finally, the girl said, "Can you top up my phone credit? My number is 13xxxxxxxxxxxx," and gave me her number.
I was furious: "Damn it, do we know each other that well?" I was about to block her.
But that day, I unexpectedly struck it rich—a friend who borrowed a few hundred yuan two years ago had actually paid it back.
Thinking about it, I casually topped up 50 yuan for that girl.
Then she never logged on again, and I forgot all about it.
About half a month later, that girl came online.
"I can't pay back the phone credit you topped up for me."
"Oh, never mind then."
"But I don't want to owe anyone." "It's okay,
it doesn't matter."
"No, I have to pay you back!"
"Oh, you can pay me back when you have the money, I'm not in a hurry." "
Or, you can book a room and call me over, then we'll be even."
...@#¥%%
Okay, I admit, I'm so out of touch... I admit, I'm conflicted, confused, and shocked...
But I never imagined that 50 RMB could be spent like this...
I finished my college entrance exam and was on vacation at home. I heard that many parents were finding jobs for their children to gain some experience. I asked my dad if he could find me a job to play around with. My dad (a veteran doctor) thought for a moment and said: The morgue is short of staff.
I'm a woman, and I run a stall at the night market tonight.
Since childhood, I've always had a lot of blood
drawn during checkups, and it takes ages to stop the bleeding. Just then, the city management officers left, and I was taking my things out when a woman with long, flowing hair approached.
She said she wanted to see anklets, and seeing that I wasn't setting them up yet and was about to leave,
I quickly stopped her, saying, "Yes, yes, I'll get them for you right away."
So I started searching in my bag, saying to her, "Wait a minute, they're coming right away."
While I was smiling apologetically at her, my hand was pricked by something I didn't recognize—a small stud used for earrings, you know what I mean.
So I raised my hand, still smiling, "Hehe, sorry, I got pricked. Hehe, wait a minute, I'll look again."
The woman watched as I boldly pulled the nail, which was almost halfway in, from her finger and continued searching.
With a near-paralyzed expression on her face, I pulled out a blood-soaked anklet. "Do you like this?"
Then the woman cried out in horror, "No, no!" and left...
Okay, I scared away a customer...
Graduation time, back to school to complete the paperwork, a few buddies and I rented a room together, that's the background.
My stomach hurt first thing this morning, and I ate a lot of chili peppers last night, so my anus is burning.
Then, when my buddies and I went downstairs to check out, I was clutching my anus, saying, "I need to buy some medicine, it hurts so much..."
That receptionist at the hotel, could you be any more terrified?!
A few days ago, I was walking home from shopping when it suddenly started raining heavily. Near my home, I saw an elderly homeless man sleeping by the roadside, his shoes soaked through. In the middle of summer, he was wearing winter thermal underwear and canvas shoes, completely filthy and wet.
Feeling a little sorry for him, I went over to give him some money. But as I got closer, I noticed he smelled unpleasant. When he saw us offering him money, he waved his hand excitedly, saying in our dialect, "I can't take your money, I can't take it, I can't take it."
He was very firm, even tossing the money aside before picking it up again and giving it back to me. I had no choice but to give up. My heart ached the whole way home. It's near my house, and the thought of it just wouldn't sit still.
When I got home and went online, I saw a news pop-up on Tencent: "Ministry of Agriculture's official vehicle expenses reach 150 million
yuan, ranking first among 24 departments that have disclosed their spending."
Yet, the people who need money most are homeless on the streets.
There's a little female cat at our school, not afraid of people. We all call her "Uncle Cat," but she's actually female.
I met her one quiet night. I had just bought a bag of grilled fish slices and was eating them as I walked. She followed me pitifully, and I couldn't bear it, so I fed her the last of my fish slices. And that's when the tragedy began! Every afternoon at 5 pm, she would appear at our dormitory entrance, following me whenever I appeared, meowing incessantly, constantly crying for food. After getting speechless, I would run to a small shop and buy her a bag of fish slices and a carton of milk. t_t After feeding it for a few days, it actually became picky about food!!! This stray cat has become picky!!! It won't eat anything except fish fillets and milk, like sausages and leftovers!!! And I'm still a poor student!!! A bag of fish fillets costs 8.8 yuan, milk costs 1.9 yuan, that's 10 yuan a day, almost as much as a human!!!
So I simply stopped feeding it! I couldn't take it anymore! The most tragic thing is, the night I stopped feeding it, a scream woke me up! Are you kidding me?! It was sitting right at the dormitory door, staring at me, its roommate who needed to use the bathroom! Two in the morning, a black cat sitting at the door staring at you, like a ghost, it's terrifying!!! From then on, whenever we didn't feed it, a mournful meow would echo through our dormitory in the middle of the night...
When I was little, I was very afraid of teachers; one of my homeroom teachers was particularly fierce and had a terrible temper. One day, during my homeroom teacher's class, I suddenly felt the urge to urinate. I raised my hand and said I needed to go to the restroom. The teacher's face darkened, and she scolded me, "
Don't you know class is about to end? How can you be such a child?
"
After that incident, I started urinating frequently, going to the restroom three or four times in ten minutes between classes.
Two weeks later, final exams were approaching, and I spent two consecutive periods working on exams without breaks. During the third period, my homeroom teacher took over a less important class. I held it in all afternoon and finally couldn't take it anymore, so I weakly raised my hand. The teacher's face darkened again, and she said, "
XX, why do you need to go to the restroom again? Are you sick? Tell your parents to take you to see a doctor.
"
I almost cried then. After class, a few noisy boys surrounded me, saying, "
Are you crazy?
"
I cried because of that.
The next day, at my insistence, my mom took me to the hospital. The examination revealed it was a psychological issue, nothing serious. I won't do that anymore.
Last year, on my brother's birthday, I started dating one of his classmates. Later, because she was unfaithful and cheated on me, I broke up with her decisively.
Yesterday was my brother's birthday again. I arrived late and didn't bring a gift, so I treated him to dinner again. After a few rounds of drinks, my brother got drunk and, with tears in his eyes, told me something: the classmate I was dating was the girl he had a crush on for a long time. He had been struggling to confess, planning to do so on his birthday, but I beat him to it. Moreover, the girl had always been very gentle and shy, but after talking to me, she became promiscuous. My brother said I ruined her, took her virginity, and wasn't responsible. He said he had hated me for a long time. We hugged and cried for a long time.
But the truth is a different story. The day we talked, I took her home, and she said she didn't want to go home and asked me to take her to a massage parlor. Okay, I said I was drunk. The problem is, her performance in bed didn't seem like a virgin; she's more experienced than me. She cheated on me, not me...
Bro, tell me, who's the more pitiful one here? Isn't this melodramatic?!
In junior high, the aunt next door always called me a high school student, and I secretly vowed to become one. Then, in high school, she called me a college student every day, and I thought I'd go to college just for that. After graduating, I went home and saw her, thinking, "Let's see what you call me now." She smiled and said, "You're back, old lady!" Me…
Here's an embarrassing story about my junior high teacher. Junior high schools sometimes had college students interning as teachers. The one in our class was a 19-year-old girl.
Back then, there were chain guns that were popular; most people born in the 80s played with them.
One day, during an intern teacher's Chinese class, my friend, whose grades weren't great and who wasn't popular with teachers, decided to tinker with his newly made chain gun in his desk. Without thinking, he filled it with flint and steel and put on the firing pin. At this point, the intern teacher noticed I wasn't paying attention in class. She ran up to me and demanded I hand over the things I was playing with in my desk. I had no choice, so I pulled out a chain gun and handed it to her. Tragically, the gun suddenly went off—a really loud one. The intern teacher, a girl who looked to be only ten or so, saw me pointing the gun at her and immediately collapsed to the ground in terror. But that wasn't the climax. The classmates next to her immediately rushed to help her up. The floor was soaking wet, wasn't it? She must have wet her pants from fright! Everyone around was speechless...
So, my classmate was dragged to the student affairs office by our homeroom teacher and stood there all afternoon. That day, a little story circulated at school: a student from Class 117 had a conflict with a teacher and shot him, scaring the teacher so much he peed his pants...
The next day, our class got a new intern teacher... And I became famous at school.
All these years later, I still feel really bad for that intern teacher.
I remember in physics class, the teacher was a very young and muscular man.
One day, during class, a little boy timidly raised his hand: "Teacher, I need to pee..."
The teacher, in the middle of an exciting explanation, without turning around, blurted out: "Cut it off...
cut it off...
cut it off..."
The whole class instantly collapsed. Anyway
, it's been a long time since I graduated, and I really miss my teacher. Speaking of which,
having a cold is okay, but you can't just sneeze randomly. A colleague of mine had a tragic experience. A while ago, he had a cold and was shopping at the supermarket with his girlfriend... Suddenly, he sneezed very loudly (he had a cold and couldn't control it). But there was a pregnant woman next to him, and this pregnant woman was very timid... yeah, right, she was terrified... and then she miscarried. Yeah, my colleague is still in court. Yeah, he's still recovering from a cold.
I was having lunch at a restaurant called Xinianlai, my seat was very close to the cashier.
A young girl came in and wanted to buy two cups of soy milk.
The cashier smiled and asked her: "Excuse me, miss, would you like some takeout?"
The girl hesitated for a moment, then happily replied: "Sure."
The cashier continued smiling: "Sorry, miss, we don't offer takeout."
Let me tell you about a guy in high school. He had incredibly strong hands, and I was envious. So I bought a hand grip strengthener and practiced every day, even threatening to crush him (you know what I mean, like squeezing each other's hands like a handshake). But when I brought the strengthener to school, he broke it! My God! I shut up and never challenged him again. He showed me that we weren't even in the same league
. A friend of mine used to have a cute cat. One time, my girlfriend was kicking a keyboard on the balcony. She kicked it so hard it hit the asbestos roof outside the balcony. The asbestos was thin and couldn't support her weight. While she was staring blankly, the cat jumped over and retrieved the key. My girlfriend thought it was funny, so she threw the key back onto the asbestos, but the cat was too lazy to move…
So she threw the cat over too…
My nephew's kindergarten is out for the holidays, and I went to pick him up. He and a friend were walking ahead. They were chatting.
The friend said he'd been very troubled lately, having fallen for a girl in his older class (my nephew and he were in the younger class), but he was too shy to confess, etc.
My nephew said to him earnestly, "I've told you so many times, those old women in the senior class are practically dead. It's pointless for you and them."
I was left standing there, completely stunned...
The leader called four female cadres who hadn't been elected to a position. The leader asked, "Do you know why you weren't elected?" The first answered, "Yes, I don't have anyone above me." The second answered, "I do have someone above me, but he's not hard." The third answered, "I do have someone above me, and he's hard, but I'm not active down there." The fourth answered, "I do have someone above me, and he's hard, and I was active down there, but I didn't bleed!"
I'm an athlete, so I'm pretty intense in bed. My boyfriend is a fair-skinned guy, and every time he takes off his clothes, I get really aroused. Later, I just looked at him longingly, wanting him, but he wouldn't let me. When he went home for summer vacation, he said he felt dizzy. His mother took him to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, who said my boyfriend had kidney deficiency. His mother looked at him suspiciously, and I felt so sorry for him.

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