My three years with Xue'er

My Three Years with Xue'er

(Part 1)

The first time I met Xue'er was at the end of 2001. The northern winter was very cold, so when she entered that small

dance hall , her face was flushed red from the cold. I was immediately struck by her beauty: Whose daughter is this,

so beautiful at such a young age?

It was a karaoke competition organized by my workplace. Little Xue'er was participating as a child of an employee. Our

state-owned enterprise had about 1500 people, so you can imagine, there were many good singers—I was

one of them, haha. However, I originally wouldn't have participated, because I disdained it, haha, don't kick me, it's

true . I was temporarily assigned to be the host. People who love to sing and sing well have all had this experience, right? I

didn't intend to, but once I was in this environment, I couldn't help but participate in the competition.

The final result was a bit unexpected: Xue'er came in first, and I came in second. Xue'er sang

truly well. She had received professional training, and she handled the high notes in "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" with ease, her voice clear and resonant,

almost lingering in the air for days. I admired her immensely.

Because I was the host, I had many opportunities to talk to Xue'er. She was really young, only 12 years old

at the time , always blinking her eyes and asking questions, so innocent and cute. Another important

point is that I pay a lot of attention to people's teeth, especially those of the opposite sex—is that strange? I like seeing people with a set of

clean, straight teeth, and of course, I am too. Xue'er had a set of pearly white teeth, which I

liked.

When we received the award, I even pretended to shake hands with Xue'er; her little hands felt so soft, delicate, and

slender. At the same time, my eyes glanced at her chest under her light red sweater and saw two very faint buds.

I thought : Is she already developing at only 12? My heart skipped a beat…

I saw Xue'er again two years later. That summer, my workplace organized a tour of performances, and Xue'er was among the performers

. By then, Xue'er had clearly entered puberty; she was much taller, graceful and elegant, and always seemed

to be deep thought. We live quite far north, so summers aren't as hot as inland areas.

Although skirts are common, Xue'er wore a neat light-colored denim outfit, which accentuated her

nearly mature figure, making her appear even more poised and charming.

Xiaoqing is Xue'er's music teacher at school and my co-host for this tour. By the way,

our company runs the social services here; the school is part of our company. I was the one who received Xiaoqing's entire class

when they were assigned to the company, and I also gave them orientation. I even had a fling with one of her classmates back then,

haha.

Although Xiaoqing teaches music, her dancing skills seem even better; she's

top-notch . She's a typical southern beauty: high forehead, slightly deep-set eyes, small nose and mouth, long neck,

slender waist, long legs, and excellent proportions. Combined with her soft voice with a slight southern accent

and waist-length hair, she's what people nowadays call a "heartthrob."

I'm not good-looking, and I'm dark-skinned, but my friends say my smile is very approachable. My figure isn't

great either; I'm only slightly taller and lighter than Maradona, but I'm still passable. With that kind of

appearance, I wouldn't stand out in a crowd, but I care about my appearance, have a good personality, and am very talkative. Especially

when I'm with girls, I'm incredibly eloquent and charming, always seeming understanding and exceptionally well-behaved

. At the same time, I feign world-weariness, having experienced the bitterness and sweetness of life, so I always give off an impression of maturity, stability, and talent.

People often say I have a wide range of interests and broad knowledge, but I know best that I'm a jack-of-all-trades, master of none, only scratching the surface.

In my workplace, someone like me is basically considered a genius, so I have quite a bit of experience in picking up girls,

haha .

Xiaoqing likes someone like me. Her husband is a workaholic, career-oriented, but I know him

better . He's the typical capable, shrewd, and endlessly ambitious type. He

valued more than his wife, while I valued his wife more than him. Xiaoqing was no pushover either,

so besides the arts, primarily music and dance, Xiaoqing and I also actively explored and practiced

ancient .

The recipient of our visit that day was a remote branch station. Xiaoqing and I pushed open the door to the station's meeting room,

preparing to finalize our impromptu script. Upon entering, I froze. Xue'er was changing. Her

jeans and other accessories were piled on the meeting table; she was only wearing a pair of snow-white underwear, holding a Tibetan-style

dance costume, standing there silently, staring at us. I think her mind was probably completely blank at that moment.

At that moment, I felt dizzy—Xue'er was so white! The girl's pure and pristine body was

beyond words. I'll try my best to describe it:

long, black hair cascaded over her delicate, pink shoulders; her breasts, quite large for her age,

stood erect like adorable little white rabbits. I knew exactly what those "

breasts that defied gravity" described in erotic literature looked like. Her small nipples were so cute one dared not be presumptuous. Her

pale areolas… I can only describe them as "light-colored," as they were only slightly darker than her snow-white breasts,

lighter than pale pink.

From my angle, I could only see Xue'er's side profile; below her breasts, I could see

a pile of clothes she was holding, and behind her, an incredibly graceful curve from her neck to her waist, followed by her small, white buttocks tightly encased in

her white panties, and then her long, slender legs—perhaps because of her young age, her thighs were also very thin.

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I stared blankly for what seemed like a long time, though it was only a few seconds. Xue'er hadn't reacted

, or rather, she was at a loss. Xiao Qing, that cunning and mischievous girl, said, "It's okay, Xue'er. You continue

changing. Don't delay the performance. Teacher Wen and I can just turn our backs to you. We don't have anywhere else to practice

our lines ."

I quickly turned around, saying with feigned composure, "I'm sorry, Xue'er..."

Xiao Qing turned around calmly and said, "Let's begin."

Xue'er hadn't uttered a sound the entire time. She quickly and quietly put on her Tibetan robe, then, head down, clutching her clothes, went out

the door. Only then did I realize that the meeting room door was a sliding door, without any latches or bolts.

Xi, at the same time, I realized that in those two or three minutes I had been completely lost, not knowing

what I was saying when I was reciting my script. As soon as Xue'er left, I heard a soft chuckle: "You've got your eye on

that young girl ?"

I said seriously, "The lady in 'Guan Ju' is about this age, and gentlemen still pursue her.

Besides," I whispered to Xiao Qing, "it would be a lie to say I don't like such a beautiful figure. Look at

that young girl's breasts, they're bigger than yours, haha. Do you dancers think big breasts are a hindrance? You

adjust your mindset to your physiology, and you train them to be smaller, haha..."

Actually, Xiao Qing's breasts, though small, suited my taste perfectly. My aesthetic is that I like slender, tall girls with small

breasts, small buttocks, small waists, and long, thin legs. They feel firm but not tight in my hands, which feels wonderful. Sometimes when

I dance with pretty young women, my hand touches their waist, and the soft flesh on their waist immediately reminds me of a fertile belly. My

next plan stops there. Many people may prefer a fuller figure; to each their own, so please don't scold me, haha.

My discussion with Xiaoqing about breast size hadn't even had a chance to delve

deeper before it abruptly ended after I suffered

a series of blows to my arms and back. Having finished rehearsing my hosting script, I was about to leave when Xiaoqing suddenly blurted out, "Brother Wen, do you really like Xue'er?

I'll find a chance to have her serve you, and maybe serve me too." Looking into her smiling eyes, I sensed something beyond

the smile , but I couldn't quite place it…

It's been almost two weeks since the tour ended, and although I know Xiaoqing is on summer vacation, I haven't contacted her.

Partly, I know she'll definitely come to me first; deep down, her aloof nature means she sees it as

another genuinely very busy. Summer here is a pilgrimage site; welcoming and seeing off guests is our main daytime

activity, and our main daytime activity is now our main nighttime activity.

One Saturday afternoon, I accompanied guests to dinner and drinks until we reached the airport. There, I ran into Xiaoqing's

husband; he and his boss were heading south for a system conference focused on eating, drinking, and entertainment. Just as the guests went through

security, my phone rang. I smiled slightly at the caller ID—it was Xiaoqing.

On the way back to the city from the airport, I kept thinking about what Xiaoqing meant by "surprise" on the phone. She said she

was going to design a program today, and she would be the host. Could it be some kind of quien role-playing game from SM? I couldn't

understand how a man could derive psychological pleasure from imagined subservience and real torture and abuse. I

'd always wanted to try SM, but I'd be the host.

Entering Xiaoqing's house, I was surprised: Xue'er was playing the piano. Xue'er wore a loose white

short-sleeved shirt and shorts today, her ponytail loosely tied, a typical child's outfit. Xiaoqing, on the other hand, had her long hair casually

tied up, wearing the white silk low-cut camisole nightgown I often see her in. I bet she was

only wearing underwear under her nightgown, because the two small protrusions on her chest and the outline of her white underwear were faintly visible under the slightly transparent nightgown. 　　I think I understand Xiaoqing's purpose today. ********** 　　... Where 's the code? But I'm afraid to try. Also 　　, 　　other authors include a publication date in the title , and I don't know how to insert it. Could someone 　　please tell me ? ********** 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　... 　　I 'm writing this story because it's true; it doesn't require much imagination , making 　　it easier 　　to write . ********** ... 　　"Don't you want to sing us a song, idol?" Xiaoqing asked. 　　"Don't tease me, Teacher Tian," I changed the subject. "What do you need my help with?" I asked deliberately. 　　"My computer can't connect to the internet, could you please take a look?" I 　　turned on the computer and was both amused and exasperated. I didn't know if Xiaoqing or her husband had chosen to work offline, but she actually thought it was infected with a virus! When we were able to browse the internet smoothly, Xiaoqing suddenly asked Xue'er, who was casually flipping through a book, "Xue'er, do you have sex education classes now?" 　　"No, we only start in the third year of junior high," Xue'er answered, standing up from the piano bench. It seems the distance between students and teachers isn't something that can be bridged quickly.

“I have a website here, you can take a look and get some early education.”

Xiaoqing, sitting next to me, said, opening her bookmarks and clicking on the website for *Yin Ping Mei* that I had visited a long time ago. I

knew it was a sexual health website, an adult website within the scope permitted by national regulations.

But a few seconds later, the screen was filled with content such as “How to achieve sexual happiness,

the feelings , and whether sexual worship is acceptable,” and there were also pictures of girls with figures like Xue’er in revealing clothes

as decorative images. This made me uneasy. I glanced to the side, and Xue’er was still standing

in front of the piano bench, her eyes fixed on the screen, her hand tightly clutching the book she had just been reading: “Teacher Tian, we shouldn’t be

learning yet…”

“Aren’t we about to start learning?” Xiaoqing said naturally, “Come sit over here, let Teacher Wen find some materials for

us .” Xue’er seemed reluctant but not too resistant, and sat down with Xiaoqing on

the bed next to my computer chair.

This was Xue’er’s small room. To the left of the entrance was a piano against the wall, and to the right, in the corner, was a single bed with the computer

next to it. The small room was simply and warmly decorated, yet stylish.

"What kind of information are you looking for?" I finally understood what Xiaoqing wanted to do, but my mind was a bit of a mess:

Xiaoqing was playing with fire, and she herself might not even know how things would turn out. Besides

, although Xue'er had a body that was almost fully mature, even alluring, she was still just a middle school student…

"Let's look for information about puberty, see if there are any pictures or information about secondary sexual characteristics." Xiaoqing

very naturally steered things in the direction she wanted. "Xue'er, do you know what secondary sexual characteristics are?"

"No." Xue'er answered timidly but confidently, her voice filled with anticipation for

the answer .

"Primary sexual characteristics are the most fundamental differences between men and women in terms of sex, like genitals and gonads.

Secondary sexual characteristics are mainly the differences in appearance between men and women, mainly starting to change from puberty onwards at your age

." Xiaoqing explained earnestly, her tone like she was giving a lecture. I was truly impressed by her acting skills

; she definitely had something planned.

"During this period, boys and girls will experience a series of differences in appearance and physique. For example, boys will be taller

, more muscular, grow beards and Adam's apples, and their voices will deepen. The appearance of secondary sexual characteristics makes

adolescent boys more and more handsome, becoming men; at the same time, girls will be more slender, with more subcutaneous fat,

their breasts will grow, their pelvis will widen, and so on. This is also thanks to secondary sexual characteristics, making adolescent girls

graceful and increasingly beautiful."

At this moment, I had no interest in looking for any nonsense information. Glancing to the side, Xiaoqing's demeanor and expression

really seem like she was imparting knowledge, her eyes focused intently on the computer screen, without the slightest hint of awkwardness.

Xiaoxue'er's face had turned rosy, her eyes frantically meeting mine for a moment before hurriedly looking away, an expression of wanting

to stop but not daring to utter a sound, ashamed to continue listening yet wanting to listen more—it was extremely cute.

I felt the atmosphere in the room beginning to heat up, and the wicked thoughts in my heart had begun to sprout.

I knew Xue'er's awkwardness stemmed from my presence. If it were just Xiaoqing and her, she would

have listened naturally, even if shy.

"It's nothing, you don't need to feel uncomfortable," I said calmly. "Teacher Tian is right

, and she's doing it for your own good. This way, you can learn about these things earlier and resolve

the confusion of puberty sooner. Don't feel restrained just because I'm here. I'm more than ten years older than you, right? I could be your uncle,

haha..." My tone became more relaxed.

Xue'er clearly relaxed after hearing these words. She smiled slightly and

nodded , without saying anything.

"By the way, during puberty, both boys and girls grow body hair under their armpits and in their pubic area. Do you

have any ?"

Xiaoqing's question was quite sudden, and Xue'er's face flushed red again. "Mmm," Xue'er hummed through

her nose .

“Let the teacher take a look.” Xiaoqing said, moving closer to Xue’er. My heart skipped a beat.

When I saw Xiaoqing pull Xue’er’s elbow, I realized she wanted to see her armpit hair. I felt a sense of relief.

Seeing Xue’er’s rapidly changing expression, I knew she was relieved too, and she obediently raised her little hands behind her head. I

thought to myself, “So clever, so cunning!”

“Xue’er’s armpit hair is so fine and soft, much prettier than ours. Teacher Wen, you should take a look too.”

I leaned closer and saw the sparse, soft armpit hair that Xiaoqing had pulled down to her shoulder, so fine I could count it in a minute or two.

There was also glistening sweat in her soft armpit, caused by nervousness.

My heart suddenly raced again, and I muttered, "It's so beautiful, this is perfect. But I wonder if it will

become thicker in the future, then it won't look as good as it is now."

I spoke incoherently, leaning closer and gently sniffing. It smelled of sweat, but not

unpleasant , and there was a pleasant fragrance. Was this the virgin's scent described in books? Suddenly, Xue'er pulled her arm

back. I guess no man had ever spoken to her like that while being so close to her, making her

feel shy and awkward.

"Have you had your first period?" Xiaoqing whispered in Xue'er's ear.

"It started this year," Xue'er answered obediently. After what had just happened, Xue'er was much more open.

"Then you're already a little woman. It seems there are some things you should know." Xiaoqing affectionately

put her arm around Xue'er's shoulder. "Our Xue'er is a little beauty, have any boys already developed feelings for you

?" Xue'er nodded.

I quickly seized the opportunity: "As the saying goes, opposites attract. It's perfectly

normal It's precisely because of this attraction that love develops, eventually leading to marriage, allowing humanity to continue its lineage

."

Xue'er listened, half-understanding, and Xiaoqing then asked, "Xue'er, do you know how human life is created

?"

"My mom says I crawled out of her belly, but I always thought it was impossible."

I felt that she shouldn't know too much about childbirth so early, as it might terrify her,

so I didn't answer directly: "When a man and a woman have sexual intercourse, the sperm created by the man and..."

The union of a woman's fertilized egg and a zygote forms a zygote. After a period of growth in the mother's womb—

the so-called ten months of pregnancy—the zygote gradually develops into a baby, eventually being born. Hearing my

textbook -like explanation, Xue'er's eyes widened, seemingly unable to comprehend the wonder of life's creation.

Xiaoqing then continued, "What Teacher Wen just mentioned about sexual contact is called intercourse in formal language. Intercourse is something both

humans and animals do, but humans are the most emotionally complex animals, far

surpassing any other species. Therefore, this mutual affection, this intertwined love and desire in humans, is called 'making love,' while

the lower-level sexual intercourse in animals is called 'mating.'"

Perhaps hearing Xiaoqing's several enticing words, Xue'er blushed again: "Making love? Is it

kissing?"

Xiaoqing chuckled: "Our little Xue'er is so cute, but it's normal that you don't understand." Sex is

a wonderful process, and there are many ways to do it, but they all lead to the same goal:

reaching the most wonderful orgasm and achieving the most comfortable pleasure through the joint contact of the sexual organs. For girls, the sexual organs

are where you get your period; for men, it's what we call a little boy's penis."

At this point, Xue'er's face turned even redder, but her eyes swept over my slightly bulging crotch.

Xiaoqing, also looking at my bulge with a smile, asked, "Have you ever seen a little boy's penis, Xue'er?"

"Yes, isn't that for urinating?"

"It's used for urinating, and also for sex. Normally, including when urinating, it's soft

, but it gets hard during sex," I replied.

"A man's penis gets hard when stimulated by information related to sex," Xiaoqing's voice

held a teasing tone. "Is Teacher Wen already hard?" "

Yes, we were talking about this, and there were two beautiful women, one tall and one short, in front of us, so

it got hard without us even realizing it. I couldn't control it; this little thing just won't listen at times like this." I answered truthfully,

and Xiaoqing laughed heartily. Unexpectedly, Xue'er's pure face also showed a smile!

"Teacher Wen, can you show us two women what a man's thing is?"

"I don't want to see!" "Xue'er hurriedly objected, shaking her head rapidly and shifting her body as if she didn't want

to sit on the edge of the bed but wanted to stand up.

With my keen sense of seduction and keen awareness of how things were developing, I knew this was a crucial moment, and

immediately said, "This is nothing to you, but Xue'er should

indeed . When you learn about this in class, you'll only see a few pictures,

which aren't very intuitive." As she said this, Xue'er lowered her head slightly to look at the floor, "But it's a bit of an obstacle for me. I

'm exposing my body in someone else's house in front of other people, which is quite embarrassing. But what we're doing is normal

and correct. Okay, in order for Xue'er to learn about this knowledge as early as possible and smoothly get through puberty, I'm offering this as a sacrifice, letting

you see a real man's body." "As I spoke, I began to unbutton my shirt.

Xiaoqing patted Xue'er's shoulder and continued to hug her, seemingly calming Xue'er down a bit. The two of them,

one genuinely serious and the other feigning seriousness, watched me take off my shirt. As I unbuckled my belt, Xue'er covered

her face with her hands.

My entire body was soon completely exposed in the small room. Taking off my clothes actually made me feel hot. My penis,

completely free of any restraints, knew that Xue'er's eyes were peeking at it through her fingers, and it stood even more erect

and angry .

"Xue'er, look, this is a man's body, there's nothing wrong with it at all." Xiaoqing

pretended to be oblivious to Xue'er's psychological reaction, slowly took Xue'er's right hand, and naturally let it go. Xue'er

's left hand also automatically let go.

"You see, there are two main differences. A man's chest is basically flat. It's all muscle, called the pectoralis major muscle,"

Xiaoqing said, standing up and touching my chest with her hand. I also posed like a bodybuilder, leaning

to the side, chest out, stomach in, buttocks lifted, eyes wide and lips pouting. Xue'er couldn't help but laugh. I was secretly pleased; her tension

had eased by more than half. "Unlike us women, who have two breasts," Xiaoqing said, simultaneously cupping

her own breasts with both hands, pretending to be a professional lecturer. Xue'er listened attentively, her eyes following Xiaoqing's words

.

"The other difference is this sex organ below." Xiaoqing said as she squatted down and grasped my penis.

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"Xue'er, look, this thing is unique to men. Do you know what it's called?" "Xiaoqing stared at

Xue'er and asked, her face very close to my penis, her hand slowly stroking it, making my penis even harder.

"Little penis..." Xue'er answered uncertainly.

"Little penis refers to a child's penis, the correct name for this thing is penis, commonly known as cock, have you heard

of it?"

Xue'er nodded, her face turning even redder.

"Look, this round head in front is called the glans, because it looks like a turtle's head,"

Xiaoqing said, rubbing my glans with her left index finger, a tingling sensation spreading throughout my body. "When a man

gets , his penis gets very hot, come and touch it."

I didn't know what I was thinking at the moment, I just felt the lewd atmosphere in the small room beginning to permeate.

Xue'er also got up from the bed and squatted on the other side of my penis, staring at it intently, but she

didn't reach out to touch it.

"Xue'er, repeat after me: cock." Xiaoqing's tone clearly carried the command of a teacher.

"...cock." "Xue'er repeated softly. I think this might be considered a kind of hypnosis.

"A penis is a penis." Xiaoqing's voice was devoid of any emotion, as if she were leading the reading of a text.

"A penis... is a penis." Xue'er's voice grew louder.

"The glans." Xiaoqing's right thumb, which was gripping my penis, began to circle around the glans.

"The glans..." Xue'er naturally repeated.

"The glans is the head of the penis." Xiaoqing began to slowly stroke it again.

"The glans is... the head of the penis." Xue'er had given up her shyness; her fingers, which had been tightly hugging her knees

, had loosened.

"Xue'er, come and touch it, Teacher Wen's penis is already very hot." Xiaoqing released her hand, speaking softly but not...

"Unquestionable,"

Xue'er finally slowly extended her slender right hand.

As her small hand softly encircled the shaft of my penis, a shiver ran through me,

it felt so good! Xue'er even imitated Xiaoqing's movements, slowly stroking it.

"It's so hot..." Xue'er whispered with a surprised expression.

"Xue'er, you should say, 'Teacher Wen's penis is really hot,' that will bring Teacher Wen more

sexual pleasure, and he will feel more comfortable both physically and mentally." Xiaoqing's voice became even lower and softer.

"Teacher Wen's... penis... is so hot, um..." Xue'er's small hand stroking my penis

tightened its grip , and she involuntarily let out a moan! Her eyes were still fixed on my penis, but

her gaze had begun to wander.

"Xue'er, don't stop. Keep making Teacher Wen feel comfortable. Teacher will let you see

the body ." Xiaoqing stood up and gently pulled down the straps of her nightgown. Watching the white silk nightgown slowly

slide down Xiaoqing's body, my heart skipped a beat again. How far would Xiaoqing take things?

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Sorry for the short post today. I was too busy to finish.

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"Xue'er, look, this is the body of a mature woman." Xiaoqing said, slowly turning around in place.

Her proud breasts and tight white panties were dazzling. Below her long, white legs, her jade feet were

on crystal-clear half-heeled slippers, making her look incredibly elegant and sexy.

I felt the little hand on my penis tighten, then stop stroking it. So I said, "Xue'er, don't

stop, it feels good when your little hand moves."

Xue'er glanced at my now completely dark red and thick penis in a flustered manner, and continued stroking it. I then played

along with Xiaoqing's acting style: "Teacher Tian's figure is quite perfect among women, so it can be your

textbook. Look at Teacher Tian's breasts. This is not only a woman's secondary sexual characteristic and an expression of female beauty,

but also a necessity for breastfeeding in the future."

Seeing a faint, alluring smile on Xiaoqing's face as she stroked her breasts, I

continued , "Breasts are also part of a woman's erogenous zones. Kissing and massaging breasts can bring women

pleasure. The most sensitive part is the nipple." I saw Xiaoqing's index finger begin to draw circles on her

nipple , her eyes slightly narrowed as she looked at Xue'er, "As a woman grows to maturity

, the color of her areola gradually darkens. Are Teacher Tian's areolas darker than yours?"

"...Mmm..." Xue'er answered softly.

“Nipples become erect, enlarged, and hardened when sexually stimulated. Look at Teacher Tian’s nipples; they’re already starting to

change,” I thought to myself, wondering if Xue’er’s body was already reacting.

“A woman’s lower abdomen isn’t like a man’s, covered in abdominal muscles; it’s flat with a slight bulge.” I felt the topic of

breasts was about to cross Xue’er’s self-imposed line, so I quickly shifted the conversation to her lower abdomen to buffer the tension. Watching

Xiao Qing’s graceful and slow swaying movements, I thought that even if Xue’er was still a naive child, and

a woman , she would definitely be attracted and moved by this alluring beauty.

“Just look at Teacher Tian’s hips. You can tell that women’s hips are wider than men’s. This is a physiological need,

for childbirth. At the same time, the resulting curves are unparalleled. Look at Teacher Tian’s neck,

breasts, back, waist, hips, lower abdomen, and legs. Aren’t these curves beautiful?”

Xue’er nodded vigorously: “Yes, really beautiful.”

At this moment, Xiao Qing turned her back to us and slowly leaned her upper body on the computer desk, sticking out her two tender buttocks. I didn’t expect that Xiao Qing’s buttocks, which I

usually thought were not very big, appeared snow-white and large in this position

. Under the small amount of white underwear, they looked even more alluring. I felt Xue’er’s small hand tighten again. I quickly said: “Women’s

buttocks have a much higher fat ratio than men’s, so they look softer and bigger.” Xue’er nodded

gently .

Xiaoqing turned around, squatted down to face Xue'er, and said, "Xue'er, you've seen almost all of Teacher's body

, except for that one little bit. Do you want to see Teacher's genitals?" This question was clearly a bit sudden for Xue'er; she

was stunned for a moment, neither confirming nor denying. Xiaoqing continued in a slow, slightly authoritative tone, "Teacher

knows Xue'er wants to see, because we're both women, but Xue'er, you're still young, while Teacher's genitals are mature.

You want to see what they look like, right?"

Xue'er lowered her head and whispered, "Yes..." Her small hands had already moved off my penis,

fiddling with the cute bow on the front of her loose short-sleeved sweater.

Xiaoqing helped Xue'er stand up, placed her hands on Xue'er's shoulders, and smiled as she looked at Xue'er's shoulders, saying,

"Then let me see your body first, since there's no one else here anyway." Xue'er

glanced . I remained seated in the computer chair, my penis still erect, maintaining a reserved and polite smile

as I looked at Xue'er.

“Look, Teacher Wen and I have shown you our bodies completely. Xue’er’s body is very beautiful.

We saw you changing clothes during the performance a while ago, so Xue’er, don’t be nervous. We’re all

being honest with each other, isn’t that good? Come on.” Xiaoqing said, lifting up Xue’er’s sweater.

Xue’er quickly grabbed the bottom of the sweater, “No, no…” But Xiaoqing didn’t give her more

time , continuing to lift it up. The sweater slipped from Xue’er’s small hands and reached under her armpits, revealing a white,

half-length bra.

“Come on, Xue’er, raise your arms,” Xiaoqing commanded softly. Xue’er obediently raised her arms, and the

short-sleeved sweater was off in the blink of an eye.

Xue’er immediately crossed her arms in front of her chest. Perhaps she felt a little uncomfortable,

so an awkward smile flashed across her face, but it quickly turned into panic, and she lowered her hands to cover between her legs—

Xiaoqing had taken advantage of her unpreparedness to pull down her casual pants with elastic waistbands.

"Ah, teacher..." Xue'er's panic was alarming. She disregarded

the exposure , her small hands barely covering her private parts, which were already protected by her underwear.

Beneath the cute white underwear with cartoon patterns like bears and umbrellas, her slender legs were tightly pressed together, and at the base of her delicate calves, she wore a pink dress.

On Xue'er's feet, clad in slippers and white socks, lay a pile of pants that Xiaoqing had pulled down for her.

"Xue'er, lift your foot and take off your pants." Xiaoqing looked down intently at Xue'er's small feet. Xue'er

seemed to accept it implicitly, obediently lifting her foot and silently letting Xiaoqing remove her protective layer.

At this moment, Xue'er was only wearing a bra, underwear, and socks. A flustered look flashed across my

face, which was showing a look of fascination, before she shyly lowered her head, her hands twisting in front of her private parts,

looking completely lost.

I snapped out of my daze and saw Xiaoqing had just stood up. An idea formed in my mind. I stood up and stepped to the other side

of the bed , pressing Xue'er's shoulder, saying, "Xue'er's a little nervous again. Come on, let's sit down and

talk, it'll be better." As I spoke, my penis inadvertently pressed lightly against Xue'er's hips.

Xiaoqing readily put her arm around Xue'er's shoulder, and the three of them sat down together. I reached behind Xue'er's head

and gently loosened the hair tie of her ponytail, letting her long hair fall loose. "Isn't this prettier? Xue'er,

you should let your long hair down. It's not only beautiful, but it also makes you look a few years older."

Xue'er smiled at me, and I knew she was genuinely happy to receive the compliment because she whispered

, "I always wear my hair down at home."

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