【The Legend of the Republic of China】(1-6) Author: kerryyang

Author: kerryyang
Word Count: 8451

Chapter 1: I was born in

the first year of the Republic of China, 1912. Many significant events occurred that year:
Alfred

Wegener proposed the theory of continental drift; Victor Hess discovered high-altitude radiation using balloons; Max von Laue

discovered X-ray diffraction; the Republic of China was established; Empress Dowager Yulong abdicated; Yuan Shikai seized power… However,
none of these had anything to do with me. I was simply born that year. My name is Tang Yin.
When they probably hoped I would be as learned, eloquent, and renowned as that great scholar of the Ming Dynasty, bringing prosperity to
the Tang family.

I was also expected to do so. From a young age, I was required to study diligently.
Teachers taught me classics, history, philosophy, literature, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. But actually, I wasn't interested in any of those things. I seemed to have always been interested in girls,
preferring to play with them. I even bullied some of my relatives' daughters and maids of similar age.
Looking back now, I realize my parents named me Tang Yin, not
so much . Tang Yin was a renowned romantic and talented scholar in the Ming Dynasty, but my parents seemed to only notice his talent and
automatically overlooked his romantic side…

Although those little girls had longer snotty noses than me, cried more often, and weren't fully developed,
I still preferred spending time with them to those little boys playing in the mud. We played games together,
held hands, and I could hug them now and then. I loved playing hide-and-seek the most because when I caught them,
I would pounce on them, secretly grab their little breasts, and quietly kiss their pouting lips…

If I accidentally made them cry, I would quickly apologize. They were too embarrassed to
tell others that I had bullied them like that, and I would give them lots of toys and snacks to cheer them up.
Instantly, they would forget about being bullied, and they would continue to play with me, which I always enjoyed.

From a young age, I harbored a strange longing for women, which probably stemmed from my wet nurse. My family was considered
wealthy in the area. When my mother gave birth to me, her milk supply wasn't very good, so they hired a wet nurse. The wet nurse
had a little girl with her, Qianqian, who was two years older than me. From a young age, I was most fascinated by my wet nurse's breasts
. I remember not being fully weaned until I was six. Every night, when I slept in the arms of my mother or wet nurse, I would either have
my lips on their breasts or touch them, or bury my head in them to fall asleep. Thinking back, it was truly blissful.

I often slept with my wet nurse, between her and Qianqian. To my left was Qianqian's rosy,
baby-faced beauty, and to my right was my wet nurse's ample bosom. I loved the faint scent of soap on my wet nurse, and Qianqian
seemed to gradually develop that fresh fragrance as well. My wet nurse was a hardworking, kind, and beautiful woman, gentle and elegant
with a tall and graceful figure. Her husband died in the war last year, leaving her and her daughter to depend on each other. Fortunately, the Tang family
took them in, so my wet nurse was always very grateful to our family. As a result, she always spoiled

me and indulged my every whim. I also liked to cling to my wet nurse, loved her scent, and would often snuggle into her arms and act cute.
Qianqian was initially very hostile towards me, thinking I had stolen her mother. However, because I knew how to charm girls from a young age, I
secretly gave her treats and toys, and she gradually won me over, and we could play happily together. I would also often
secretly kiss Qianqian. At first, she was shy and pushed me away, but later I persisted, and
it seemed like she felt good about it, so she naturally started to pout and kiss me back.

My wet nurse and mother would always kiss me first. Whenever I pouted my little lips and went up to them, they would kiss
me. My uncles and aunts, seeing how cute I was, also wanted to kiss me, but I always dodged away.
From would jokingly call me a "little pervert." I didn't understand what "little pervert" meant; I just felt
comfortable being kissed by my mothers and other girls.

Chapter Two: The Budding of Innocence

The year was 1920, the ninth year of the Republic of China. I was nine years old that year. Three significant
events occurred: the Zhili-Anhui War, the publication of the "Chinese Communist Declaration," and
the third was that my penis could get hard…

I vaguely remember drinking too much water before bed one night and trying to sleep while hugging my wet nurse's chest, but I couldn't fall asleep. It seemed like my wet nurse's breasts had gotten bigger over the years from my touching. Although she no longer had milk, she stayed with the Tang family to care for me
because of my needs.
Qianqian was sleeping on my left, breathing softly. She's 11 years old
this year . When we play together, she seems to intentionally distance herself from me. Once, when I tried to kiss her, she
dodged away, looked at me seriously, and said that we can't just play with things like that. She couldn't explain why. That day, I
still managed to kiss her while pinning her against the wall. And to punish her for not letting me kiss her, I kissed her very hard and for a long time.
Inadvertently, my tongue seemed to enter her little mouth. Qianqian's eyes widened instantly, and her body went limp,
almost falling over. Luckily, I had one hand pressing down on her chest and the other supporting her arm. Her chest seemed to
gradually swell up, a bit like small steamed buns. I asked her about this before, and she said that's how it is when you grow up. But
why are my chests still flat? Is it because I touch her chest so often? I should let Qianqian touch my
chest from now on!

After my tongue entered Qianqian's mouth, I discovered a whole new world. How come I never noticed it before
! My tongue found Qianqian's tongue inside her mouth, and I pressed my tongue against hers. It was soft and
warm, so comfortable! Qianqian kept trying to avoid my tongue, so we started playing a game of chase
. We used to play this game together all the time, but this time it turned into a battle of tongues.

The only downside was that saliva kept dripping after my tongue went in. Qianqian hates it when people get her
clothes dirty, and if saliva dripped down, it would definitely get on her clothes, and then she would get really angry. I'm
actually still quite afraid of Qianqian getting angry. I remember when she was about five years old, I secretly
hid behind a tree to watch her while she was urinating. I was planning to scare her while she was peeing, because I get
really annoyed , and it might even stop me halfway through. When she walked behind the tree, took off her little floral pants, and squatted
down to pee, I was shocked to see that she didn't have a penis, just a smooth slit, but
it was white and tender and quite pretty. This discovery really terrified me, and I screamed. This immediately attracted...
Many people came over, and when Qianqian noticed, she quickly pulled up her pants. However, the wet patch behind the tree was
still embarrassing for so many people to see. After that, Qianqian was angry for a long time. She wouldn't play with me, wouldn't let me kiss her, wouldn't let
me touch her breasts, and wouldn't let me sleep with her wet nurse. That lesson is still fresh in my memory. And after that, I learned that
men's and women's genitals are different…

So I could only keep sucking in my saliva and swallowing it. When I couldn't swallow it all, I simply transferred
the saliva into Qianqian's mouth so she could swallow it. The important thing was that it couldn't drip. Qianqian's protection of her clothes
surpassed everything else.

Qianqian could only passively swallow her saliva, constantly trying to expel me, the intruder, from her mouth. She felt
increasingly suffocated and wanted to push me away, but I remained pressed tightly against her. Qianqian initially wanted to bite me,
but because she always doted on me and was gentle with people, her kind heart couldn't bring herself to do something so domineering and barbaric. Besides,
hurting this little brother would get her scolded by her mother. So, taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, she forcefully pushed my
tongue out. But she used too much force, and before she could retract it, not only did she push my tongue back, but
her own tongue also entered my mouth. Once inside, she tried to quickly withdraw, but how could I let
her succeed so easily? Being pushed out had already made me lose some of my prestige. Since I was in, I shouldn't think I could leave so quickly. Humph!

Do you think you can come and go as you please in my territory? I quickly closed my mouth, holding her tongue inside,
immobilizing her, and gently wrapped my tongue around hers, teasing this intruder with the tip of my tongue. Qianqian
almost cried. She felt a strange mix of discomfort and comfort, and in the face of this helplessness,
the only thing she could think of was to cry. As soon as I saw Qianqian was about to cry, I quickly let go of her mouth, and we
both started breathing heavily. Qianqian, tears streaming down her face, yelled, "You little brat, you almost suffocated me! Waaah
...

You bullied me again!" Of course, I quickly apologized and gave her a lot of things she liked.
I let her hit me several times with her soft little fists. It didn't hurt, so I let her hit me;
if it hurt, I wouldn't have stood there like an idiot.

After that, Qianqian wouldn't let me kiss her so deeply anymore, only pouting and kissing me. She said if I
stuck my tongue in again, she would bite it off. I was terrified; getting my tongue bitten must hurt so much! Once, I
accidentally bit my tongue while eating, and it hurt so much I cried loudly... So I dared not put my tongue in
Qianqian's mouth again. Even if I did, I would only stick it in briefly... Her tongue slipped in and I quickly pulled it back, then I grinned mischievously
at Qianqian, who then massaged me with her little fists.

That night I drank too much water and couldn't sleep. After finally falling asleep, I was woken up by the urge to pee
. By then I had stopped wetting the bed, so I shook my wet nurse awake and asked her to help me pee. She sleepily
picked me up; there was a chamber pot next to the bed for us to use at night. My wet nurse touched my penis
and immediately sensed something was wrong—it was hard. Even though it was from needing to pee, the hardness still made her
a little uncomfortable. The child beside her was growing up, and it made her feel a bit embarrassed.

After peeing, I touched my wet nurse's chest and continued sleeping, turning towards her side. After urinating, my penis
hadn't softened yet. When I leaned towards my wet nurse, it touched her waist, which was a little uncomfortable. I pressed
my penis down, but it touched the soft flesh between her legs. She trembled slightly, but I didn't pay much
attention. I adjusted my position and continued to touch her breasts. Her breasts were soft and tender; mine weren't as big as hers.
She let me touch them without saying a word, but I felt it getting increasingly hot and moist down there. Her breasts seemed to be
hardening. Suddenly, she hugged me tightly, pressing my legs between her thighs. It felt a bit stuffy,
and I couldn't touch her breasts as easily anymore. I was also a little sleepy. So, I just leaned against her chest and fell asleep.

Later, I learned that she had had a very difficult time that day. I barely slept the rest of the night. I unintentionally aroused
her long-buried desire, and, to make matters worse, I kept teasing her. Although it was unintentional,
for a woman like my wet nurse who hadn't had this kind of contact in a long time, it was practically playing with fire. That night, my wet nurse
got up to change her underwear.

The next morning, when I woke up, I found my penis was hard again. I innocently took
my wet nurse's hand and placed it on my penis, crying in a childish voice that it was swollen and wouldn't go down. Seeing my
penis in broad daylight—white and hairless, yet already showing signs of growth, with prominent veins and a huge shape—it looked a little
scary . But seeing me cry like that, it was quite comical. Qianqian watched from the side, even teasing it a little, and said:
"You were so tiny when you were little, and now you've grown so big! It looks swollen. Does it hurt, Xiao Yin? Let me
blow on it for you?" She said, bringing her mouth close to my penis. The wet
nurse , telling me to go pee first, and that it would be fine after that… After I peed,
it did get better after a while, which made me very happy.

After that, my penis was basically erect every morning. Sometimes when I was bored, I would play with my little hands
. Later, I started playing with the wet nurse's and Qianqian's hands on it. At first, the wet nurse was both annoyed and
amused , but she couldn't resist me and put her hands on my penis. Later, she seemed quite willing to put them on my penis. Qianqian just
thought it was fun and didn't react much. I
felt very comfortable every time the wet nurse and Qianqian's hands were on my penis.

Sometimes I wondered why they didn't have penises. I had seen Qianqian's penis before; it was just a slit.
I wondered what was in that slit. Why was mine a stick, while hers was just a slit… Was everyone
else that?

Chapter Three: The Secret Below

The time was 1922, the eleventh year of the Republic of China. I was ten years old that year.
Many : the Second National Congress of the Communist Party of China was held, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party began their first cooperation, Chairman Mao led the Changsha strike, and the Hong Kong
general strike turned the famous Victoria Harbour into a stinking harbor… But the most important event for me was discovering the secret of
a woman 's genitals.

One day, I finally discovered that a woman's genitals were different. The situation was like this:
I was tired from playing and fell asleep on my mother's bed. Later, I woke up to a pattering sound. I thought it
was raining, so I got up and saw my mother bathing in a wooden tub. I immediately saw the slit between my mother's legs…
The scenery was striking, completely different from Qianqian's. My mother's lower body was a dark forest,
clinging to her body when wet, so thick and shiny, shimmering with a mysterious allure, deeply
attracting my gaze. I could almost hear my own heart pounding. My eyes were fixed on that spot,
unwilling to look away, staring blankly, my mind a complete blank, only feeling my heart racing and my breathing labored.

When my mother's hand moved down to clean that slit, the dark forest was obscured, and I
snapped out of my daze . My mother looked up, saw me watching her, smiled calmly, and naturally turned away,
saying, "Mom just got back and was all sweaty, so I took a shower. I saw you were asleep, so I didn't want to wake you, but I ended up
waking you anyway. Mom will be done soon, and then we'll go eat." I think
I but that alluring dark scene was already deeply imprinted in my mind. I was
10 years old that year.

After that incident, I became particularly attentive to what was between a woman's legs. Sometimes I
would stare blankly at women's underwear drying on trees for a long time, until I was dragged back to school or Qianqian called me to play.

After that incident, I secretly peeked at Qianqian's genitals again and found that she was indeed still bare, without any pubic
hair. Suddenly, I wasn't as interested in Qianqian as before.

Also after that incident, I consciously tried to spend more time with my mother. My mother was the strong woman and
pillar of our family, managing all the affairs of the household. My father later became addicted to gambling and opium, but our family owned
hundreds of acres of fertile land, making us a wealthy family in the area, enough for him to squander. After several unsuccessful attempts to persuade him, my mother gradually
gave up shifted her attention to me and managing the household. The whole family required my mother's care, and
with me, this troublesome little rascal, she was even busier.

I go to school in the mornings and have teachers in the afternoons to teach me music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I'm quite busy,
but I'm mostly too lazy to learn these things. I often oversleep in the morning or skip
class because my wet nurse and Qianqian massage my penis too well. The teachers in the afternoons aren't willing to teach properly either, so it's better if I don't come. They get paid for nothing and
can take the opportunity to flirt with the maids in my household. I wonder what those maids' private parts look like. Now,
when I see a woman, that's my first thought. Damn it, it seems the seeds of a lecherous heart have been sown long ago...

I

still have to sleep with my wet nurse most of the time, but as long as my mother comes home early at night, I'll go
sleep with her, hug her, kiss her, touch her breasts, and sometimes deliberately rub my hand against her genitals. If I see
her frown, I quickly raise my hand and pretend to scratch my head. Of course, I'm always pretending to sleep,
squinting my eyes, observing her expressions. It seems I've been training my lecherous eye since I was a child.

My mother's scent was completely different from my wet nurse's. My mother was like a noble peony, while my wet nurse was like a secluded orchid in a valley.
I liked both scents. However, my mother's breasts weren't as large as my wet nurse's, but they were soft, just the right size to hold in one hand, and
felt very comfortable to touch.

But I still wanted to feel what a woman's genitals felt like. However, seeing how hard my mother had worked,
and considering how high her expectations and demands of me were, I knew that if she knew I was constantly thinking about
what her genitals felt like, she would probably be furious. How could someone as gentle and protective as me bear to make my mother angry…

Damn it, it was just that I lacked courage. After all, my mother's dignity was deeply ingrained in my heart,
and I was afraid of disrespecting her noble image.

The opportunity a month later arose. That day, accompanied by the steward, my mother went to discuss
the sale of this year's silk with a wealthy merchant from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Our family was a major silk-producing household, and silk sales accounted for 30% of our annual income.
So, if we could secure this deal, our family's situation would be greatly guaranteed. Therefore, my mother personally took the initiative. My mother
was always very thoughtful in her speech and dealings with others. She came from a wealthy family and was a well-bred lady. If it weren't for the low status of
women she would have been more than qualified to be a county magistrate or a village head. That day, my mother also drank
several cups of Shaoxing rice wine with the merchant from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Those who are used to drinking rice wine can drink a lot, while those who are not used to it get drunk after just a little. My mother was
the kind person who would get drunk after just a sip of alcohol. After drinking a few cups with the merchant from Jiangsu and Zhejiang that day, she forced herself to see them off, and then as soon
as she got home, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. She

didn't even take off her clothes. Wasn't this clearly giving me an opportunity? That day, I had already decided to sleep with Qianqian's
small, soft breasts in my arms. Qianqian's breasts had grown during that period, and I hadn't touched them much lately. Could it be that
I'd neglected her and someone else had made them bigger? I had planned to confront her that night, but when I
saw my mother being helped into her room by servants, a wicked idea immediately formed in my mind. I quickly entered my mother's room, and
after the maids helped her remove her outer clothes and shoes and settled her in, I told them all to leave, saying I was going to sleep with my mother that night and take
care of her, as drinking too much at night is very uncomfortable. The steward even praised the young master, saying he'd grown up and knew how to take care of people.
Little did he know that this young master intended to "take care" of his mother like this.

After they left, I quickly closed and bolted the door. I didn't need to worry about my father coming back; the opium den had
become . Standing by the table, I poured myself a glass of cold tea and gulped it down to calm my restless heart and
the excitement of my impending mischief. Standing at a distance, I quietly gazed at my mother lying on the bed. I realized then how
beautiful she truly was. Her rosy cheeks held a gentle smile, and she breathed softly. It was a noble beauty, a
serene beauty, a radiant beauty. I felt I had never appreciated my mother like this before. At that moment, she was
incomparably beautiful. To truly appreciate my mother as a woman was so breathtaking.

I slowly approached her, gently removing my clothes. Wearing only shorts, I climbed onto her bed,
straddling her body, and entered the inner room.

I lay down, trying to calm my excited and nervous heart. Actually, I didn't know what I was going to do. I just instinctively
felt that my mother was so beautiful and wanted to be close to her. But a devilish voice inside me kept reminding me, "
Your mother's lower body is even more beautiful... Go, after today, who knows when you'll have another chance...

Go, unveil that mysterious veil, feel that alternative beauty... Go, seek that primal passion,
enjoy that mysterious charm..."

Driven by desire, I slowly got up and whispered, "Mother? How are you sleeping
?" I placed my hand on her blanket: "Mother? Are you hot? Do you want me to loosen the blanket for you?" As I spoke, I...
I pulled back the covers. Mom was only wearing a close-fitting undergarment. Usually, she only took off her clothes
and got into bed after the lights were out. I slipped my hand inside her breasts. I'd measured those breasts countless times with my hands, but I'd never
actually seen them. I unbuttoned the undergarment, slowly unfolding it. Inside was a red bodice, and below that, a pair of boxer
briefs…

Seeing this, I was a little flustered. Damn, the bodice was tied at the back! And the boxer briefs were even
harder to take off. These boxer briefs were tight-fitting, designed to look good under a cheongsam. Taking them off was a
hassle; I'd have to lift my butt and legs. I'm only 10 years old; I can't lift them… Even if I could, if I
accidentally woke Mom up, I'd be doomed…

Although today was the first time I'd seen Mom's naked body… ugh, I haven't seen it yet, do you think you'll
definitely see it… even this level of naked allure made my mouth dry, and my little penis felt
like it was… I'm starting to feel something... I never felt this way when I secretly watched Qianqian taking a bath completely naked... It seems
there's a huge difference between an immature little girl and a mature, beautiful woman... The cup of herbal tea I drank earlier is now completely
ineffective; I should have drunk a whole pot...

Suddenly, Mom turned around, her face turned inwards. I was overjoyed and almost burst out laughing,
but thankfully I covered my mouth in time. I gently stepped over Mom's body and got off the bed. Facing Mom's back, I carefully unbuttoned the buttons on the neck and back of her
bodice . Now the bodice was completely open, but the most difficult part was the underwear. What to do?
I tried first, gently pulling up half of the underwear and slowly pulling it down, but the lower half was pressed down by Mom's body and
couldn't .

Even after pulling down only one side, I could see a glimpse of a dense grove of dark hair, which
stirred half an hour passed with little progress. I was worried that my mother would get cold
, so I didn't completely remove the bodice. Of course, the main problem was that I didn't dare to take it off completely.
How would I put it back on after that? That was the biggest problem. So I decided not to remove the bodice. I planned to turn it
inside out and then I could see the full view of my mother's breasts from the inside...

I tried my best to pull down my mother's panties carefully, but no matter how hard I tried, I could only see
a corner of the allure. I still couldn't see the full view up close. At this moment, my mother moved her body, as if
she felt that her panties were digging into her skin. She pulled down the bottom half herself. I
thought, "Isn't this a great success?" I tilted my head and looked inside, and the entire grove of dark hair was fully displayed before my eyes.

I quickly and tiptoed inside, bringing my face close to my mother's genitals. A faint, fishy smell mixed with the scent of bath
flower petals wafted out, making me feel refreshed and invigorated... Inside the dark forest was
a budding flower, its fleshy color so alluring. I wanted to kiss it,
to feel that glistening, fleshy, fragrant little flower with my little mouth... At that moment, I had no
intention of using my penis; I'll have to wait until the next chapter to learn how, I won't know in this chapter...

My mouth drew closer and closer, first my nose touching the stiff black hair. Involuntarily, I stuck out my
tongue and licked the outer edge of that flower. I noticed my mother's body tremble, which startled me, so I quickly lay down
and pretended to be asleep. After a while, finding no sound, I quickly got up again, this time not daring to use my tongue. I
reached towards the sacred tree, first feeling the dark forest with my hand. I found it was indeed hard yet smooth.
Yes, it wasn't fake; Qianqian definitely didn't have it… Then I gently parted the flower with my fingers, slipped my middle finger
inside , first secretly touching it before quickly pulling it back, then slowly rotating it around on the outside. Later, I noticed
the flower slowly exuding sap. As I was slowly rotating and feeling the delicate inside the flower, I accidentally
slipped a hole. My mother's body seemed to tremble again. I immediately froze, staring intently
at my mother. I saw that her eyes were closed, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was in some pain. Seeing my mother like this,
guilt immediately filled my heart, and all passion and desire vanished… I just wanted to quickly pull my hand out,
dress my mother, and cover her with a blanket. As I pulled my middle finger out, my mother seemed to groan again, and her
thighs involuntarily clamped my hand shut. Uh… I couldn't move my hand, it was frozen in a stiff position
, and I dared not move. A bead of cold sweat dripped down my forehead… The nerve endings on my finger felt
the lubrication gradually surging inside the flower. This flower bit my finger like a hungry little mouth. At that time, my
finger was still very delicate. I was afraid that this flower would
bite off my finger like the man-eating flower in Western horror stories. That would hurt a lot, and I was most afraid of pain… I thought I would quickly pull my finger out, but as soon as I pulled it out
a little, it was immediately blocked by my mother's thighs. Involuntarily, my finger went in a little deeper. With
each in and out movement, my mother's brows furrowed again… But then her beautiful thighs gently opened.
I felt like I had been granted a pardon, and I quickly and gently withdrew my finger from my mother's little flower path without even
catching . I looked at my fingers; there was some slippery liquid on them. I put them on my tongue and licked them, but I couldn't taste anything
... Maybe I was too nervous. It was my mother's taste... Never mind, I just wanted to clean up quickly
. I shoved my whole finger into my mouth, licked and sucked it all over, and quickly licked it clean.
After cleaning it, I rushed over my mother's body, got out of bed, tied my undershirt, and carefully pulled up my underwear. Just then, my mother moved again
, and I immediately froze. But it seemed that her movement made it easy to pull up my underwear. After
finishing , I was exhausted. I turned off the light, hugged my mother's waist, kissed her rosy lips,
buried my head in her chest, and fell asleep.

Later I learned that Mom had been woken up by the cold when I took off her underwear, but she was still dizzy and
weak vaguely recognized me, her little rascal, and was a mix of anger, laughter, and embarrassment. Luckily, I didn't do
anything too outrageous afterward. Mom spoiled me terribly, and honestly, she had been suppressing her own feelings for a long time.
So in a moment of hesitation, she let me misbehave. She was also terrified afterwards; if this little rascal could do this to me,
what would he do to others? Leaving him with the wet nurse all this time wasn't a good thing; she'd have to discipline him more strictly from now on.

However, her son's dependence on her secretly pleased her.

Chapter Four: The Splendor in the Flower Room.

That morning, when I woke up, I found the bedside empty. I guessed Mom had already gotten up, even the lingering warmth...
Everything was gone. Looking at the empty bed, I felt a strange emptiness in my heart, a slight sense
of loss and melancholy. I thought to myself,
how happy and blissful it would be to wake up every morning to see my mother's beautiful, slightly dazed face.

Only a lingering fragrance remained by the bed. Suddenly, I noticed a few damp patches on the crumpled sheets. I
touched them, smelled them, and licked them… Hmm, I was sure it was
some strange fluid from my mother's genitals last night… But it should have dried by now, so why
was there still some? I pressed my face against that small patch of dampness, trying to feel the sensation from last night
… One minute later, two minutes later, ten minutes later, half an hour later… I remained in that
position … but I still couldn't feel anything… except the urge to defecate…

Maybe it's because my imagination and memory are terrible. Qianqian said I'm a sensory creature, not an emotional
one . I guess she realized that I need to see a real image to react; I can't just
imagine things.

That morning, Mom went out early to see off that wealthy man from Zhejiang. I heard that the man's
wife and I got along quite well, even becoming sworn sisters. Humph, what a load of rubbish! She's practically my aunt now,
and she hasn't even come to see me! She could at least send someone with a small gift! Actually, I was mainly upset about
that aunt I hadn't met, because she prevented me from seeing Mom's languid, drunken morning charm. I've always held a grudge about this
. That night was, after all, my first real understanding of a woman's body. I was looking forward
to seeing , and for her to wake up to a
handsome face smiling at her... Later, I even severely "punished" my aunt because of this, but that was
a long time later...

That day, I was practicing horse stance in the yard. I usually learn some martial arts to strengthen my body from the family's martial arts instructor
. I practiced horse stance because an instructor told me it was the best way to train physical functions. Actually, it was
mainly because I overheard that spendthrift son of the Li family bragging at school that horse stance could train your penis so
you could urinate further. Hearing this excited me. Lately, I'd been getting an erection every morning, so I had my wet
nurse and Qianqian take turns touching my penis. But for some reason, it felt a little strange,
and urinating was uncomfortable. Maybe I was just too weak to handle the nourishment…

I'm a very determined person; if I said I'd stand for a full hour, I would definitely do it. Even though my back and
legs were shaking, my mother kept telling me to be a real man, that a man must persevere! (I
didn't , but after I became a man, I deeply understood its meaning,
and I truly became my mother's real man. She was so prescient…) So I
had to persevere. After standing for about half an hour, it was lunchtime. I told the martial arts instructors to go eat first, and I
continued standing in the courtyard. I usually don't have a spoiled brat attitude and am quite amiable to the servants
, so they all went to eat, laughing and joking. Damn, that's so disloyal! I was just saying it casually
, and they actually left...

By then, I was already quite strong, because you had to be physically tough to fight in school, otherwise
you'd get bullied by those little brats from the Li and Wang families. I accidentally flirted with a girl from the Li family once, and her brother—
that big brat from the Li family—found out and beat me up. It was a one-on-one fight. That
brat from the Li family was tall and strong, and I couldn't beat him. Later, the girl from the Li family pleaded with her brother, and I wasn't beaten too badly.
When I was being beaten, I kept protecting my handsome face... After that, I often went to the family martial arts instructor to learn some
martial arts to strengthen my body. Even if I couldn't beat them, being stronger would at least help me take a beating... Actually, it
was because I was timid and wanted to become stronger to scare people...

After practicing my horse stance for a while, Qianqian came to find me to go eat. Qianqian is so good to me. I
told her I needed to practice a little longer and let her go eat first, but Qianqian insisted on staying with me. She even took out a small handkerchief
and wiped my forehead. I took the opportunity to kiss her soft, white palm, which startled her… Then she playfully
punched me with her little pink fists, her fragrant body pressing against me. My legs were already trembling,
and now I couldn't stand up anymore. Just as I was about to fall, I caught Qianqian and braced myself against the ground to prevent her from falling.
Qianqian was also startled and clung tightly to me, quickly asking if I was hurt… Of course, I was fine
, especially since there was grass behind me… But I still pretended to be in pain here and there, and Qianqian
touched and stroked me with her little hands. It felt so good, hehe. I took the opportunity to pull Qianqian down and kiss her
mouth. Before eating, I drank some saliva to moisten my throat. Mmm… Qianqian's saliva was sweet and
moist , so delicious.

Just as we were getting intimate and our passion was at its peak, I suddenly heard footsteps approaching. I saw
Butler Liu pulling Sister-in-law Wang towards the greenhouse. Sister-in-law Wang seemed hesitant and reluctant, and the two of them pushed and
shoved each other as they reached the greenhouse door. Butler Liu took out his key, opened the door, and before going inside
, he actually kissed Sister-in-law Wang's face. After going inside, Butler Liu looked around and immediately closed the door. Because Qianqian and I were
lying on the ground, and the bushes were blocking our view, he didn't see us.

I thought they were secretly planning something naughty, so I pulled Qianqian and sneaked to the greenhouse window.
The greenhouse window had been broken for a while, but it wasn't a big problem, so it hadn't been repaired. Through the broken opening,
I saw Butler Liu pinning Sister-in-law Wang down on a large wooden board. Butler Liu's trousers were already pulled down, and Sister-in-law
Wang 's bra was undone, revealing her large breasts. Although they were large, they were soft and slightly sagging.
Butler Liu was pulling her trousers down further. I noticed a lot of black hair on Butler Liu's penis. I
pulled my own penis down and compared it to his, thinking mine looked better… but Butler Liu's
seemed , which made me a little annoyed. Then I saw Sister-in-law Wang's trousers completely pulled
down, revealing her pubic area. I secretly took a closer look at her vulva; the shape
was different from my mother's and Qianqian's—it looked like a steamed bun, and the flesh on it was dark… Hmm, my mother's was
prettier. I'll have to look at my mother's vulva next time I have the chance…

However, I couldn't understand what Butler Liu was doing next. I saw him grab Wang's sister-in-law's breast with his left hand and
his ugly little penis with his right, and he actually shoved it into her vagina. Wang's sister-in-law let out
a suppressed moan, her face showing a mixture of pain and pleasure. Butler Liu said, "It's alright,
go ahead and moan. They've all gone to the kitchen to eat, there's no one here..." Then Butler Liu
started thrusting on top of her.

For some reason, this made my heart pound, and my penis actually got hard. I
naturally took Qianqian's small hand and placed it on my penis. I turned to look at Qianqian and saw her
blushing and looking down, glancing up every now and then before immediately looking down again. I was confused, but I didn't think much of it
at the time and immediately focused my attention back on her. Butler Liu's body was still thrusting rhythmically,
the thumping sound quite pleasant. He kept moaning, seemingly enjoying it immensely,
a moan with each movement, and Sister-in-law Wang would moan along... Could it really feel good to insert my penis into a woman's vagina
? I looked at Qianqian's beautiful, blushing profile, wondering if it would feel good for her to hold my penis like that,
and whether I could actually insert it into her vagina. I suddenly wrapped my arms around Qianqian, one hand still
encircling my penis, the other pushing against my chest... until Sister-in-law Wang's moans suddenly grew louder and louder,
I turned my attention back to her. Butler Liu's buttocks were thrusting faster and faster, his moans turning into
heavy breathing , his face veins bulging, his cheeks flushed red, while Sister-in-law Wang was also excited, moaning more and more ecstatically, her hands
tightly wrapped around Butler Liu's head, shouting loudly, "Harder, harder, faster, faster... ah... um
..."

Qianqian's body seemed to be trembling a little. Perhaps she, like me, was
a bit . This old woman already had a loud voice, and now her screams were rapid and urgent, like a ghost's howl
. Goodness, it was awful… Qianqian's voice was so gentle and pleasant…

Thankfully, after a few seconds, I heard Butler Liu groan, and his body trembled. At that moment, Wang's
sister-in-law 's screams stopped, turning into soft moans… Okay, the world was finally quiet…

Butler Liu was still on top of Wang's sister-in-law, kissing and licking her for a while, then said we had to hurry up and come out so they
could have dinner. As soon as I saw this, I quickly grabbed the stiff Qianqian and ran. Qianqian almost fell on the way,
but luckily I caught her. I have to say, Qianqian can be really clumsy sometimes.

That day was the first time I saw real-life practice. Although the two characters in the demonstration were rather poor, it taught me that
a man's penis can indeed be inserted into a woman's vagina, and it might even feel good.

Oh, I forgot to mention the historical context. Let me add that... It was the 12th year of the Republic of China, which is 1924.
I was 12 years old that year... As for what major events happened that year, you can search it on Baidu yourself; I
don't really remember... Maybe nothing particularly significant happened that year.

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