Traveling Through Doraemon's World (Part 3)

(Doraemon Transcending Time - Part 3)
Why does someone as knowledgeable as me still need to go to school, and even elementary school at that
? At daybreak , I was woken up by my mom downstairs with panda eyes. Her face was pale with
a strange red tinge; if you didn't know the story, you'd think she was sick. But having experienced an all-night porn session,
I knew her appearance was due to being tormented all night—you think I got my panda eyes from that
?
Her disheveled clothes were one thing, but the problem was she seemed to be wearing nothing but a robe… Was she going commando?
Are women these days really this bold? I stared at the two protruding points on her chest and
sighed at the decline of morality.
As if embarrassed by my staring, Mom's face turned from white to red to black, and finally
she erupted in anger . Faced with such a beautiful, mature woman in a fit of rage, I instinctively turned and ran away—a
truly humiliating act! It must be the inertia of my body acting up, it must be! Just before leaving, I glanced back
resentfully , and lo and behold, that old lecher was already pulling Mom into the room…
Strange, although one bottle of Viagra is enough to make him a
maniac all night, it's only for one night.
How can it still be effective now… Something's definitely not right… Hahaha… Right, the side effects will surely
make , and then my chance will come!!
But Nobita's body is really not good. Yesterday, he only exercised
a little while recruiting his underlings, and felt great at the time, but today he has a sore back, aching legs, and cramps… Nonsense, that guy said I
masturbated all night. Come out here, I'll challenge you to a duel!!
I arrived at school listlessly, and after a quick display of my amazing social skills, I managed to find out my
class and seat. Walking in, I saw Yi Jing, that little girl, was indeed there. Seeing her, I finally understood why
so many people are into being a "Lolita fetishist." But where were my two new underlings? It seems like it's already 10 AM
!
I was arranging my broken Siege of the Thinker when the fat old man I'd been ignoring on the platform suddenly became unhappy. "Nobita,
do you know what time it is? Why are you so late? And you didn't even announce your arrival? If you don't give me a reasonable
explanation , you're not allowed in. Go stand outside!"
Damn, this old man is too arrogant. He doesn't even understand respect for elders. Is being a primary school teacher something to be proud of? I'm a PhD supervisor at a
home -based university! But since you're my boss now, I'll let you off the hook. I composed
myself. "Teacher...
I stayed up all night doing homework. Look, my eyes are all dark circles..." "
I rushed over to him, tears welling in my eyes, rubbing my face against his sleeve—I was too excited last night and didn't
cover myself
the blanket, so I caught a cold, and my nose was running so much… The fat old man was furious at my trickery, but he couldn't push me away forcefully in front of everyone, so we
started tugging and pulling at each other on the platform, creating a stalemate—in this situation, I naturally had the upper hand.
Once my nose cleared up, I quickly climbed off him, took a piece of homework from my bag, and handed it to
him—Nobita hadn't done anything before he disappeared, making me waste a minute catching up on this idiotic stuff.
The fat old man took a deep breath, then looked down at his tattered clothes,
his face immediately turning a liverish color. He swayed against the wall for a long time before regaining his senses, then looked at
the homework I handed him, and his expression gradually improved.
But I felt uneasy; it seemed like I always had this feeling before I tricked someone, except this time, it
seemed like I was the one being tricked."
Sure enough, "You wrote this? You can write such beautiful characters? Tell me honestly, whose did you copy?"
I turned my head and saw that the characters were written with flowing, elegant strokes... Who else but
me Naturally, I nodded in agreement.
The fat old man thought he had caught me red-handed and could make me stand outside as punishment to vent his anger, but he didn't expect me to be so shameless
as to admit that I wrote such obviously different handwriting. Suddenly, he felt that
half of his lofty goal of educating people had collapsed, and his face immediately turned purplish-red. He couldn't breathe and almost fainted.
With the intention of saving his life and then extorting money from him later, I went over to help him catch his breath, of course, carefully avoiding
the places smeared with snot.
"Why don't you give me a test? I've been studying all night!" With my clever brain, I
naturally figured out the reason for the fat old man's exaggerated reaction and made up a lie.
With a trembling finger, he pointed at me. Thinking I wouldn't give up until I hit rock bottom, the fat old man shoved me aside and quickly
wrote several large characters on the blackboard: 1+1=? Thinking this was a great
opportunity , I laughed loudly, and with a flourish, a large "two" appeared on the blackboard.
Wow! Seeing that I had actually solved such a difficult problem, both the teacher and the students gasped
, their faces showing disbelief. The fat old man wiped his reading glasses several times with trembling hands.
After confirming that my answer was correct, he couldn't help but sigh, "Truly a genius!"
Haha, one plus one is nothing! I'm going to give them something even more shocking. I snatched the chalk from the old man's hand and
started writing on the blackboard: Two plus two equals four, three plus three equals six... When I got to four plus four equals eight, everyone in
the classroom was looking at me with nothing but admiration. That old geezer was practically begging to become my
apprentice... Come on, what's there to take advantage of an old man? Hehehe, little babes, if you have any questions,
just ask me. Hmm, what does one plus two equal...? Too easy, it's a threesome...
Hmm, don't get me wrong, I'm not a babe fetishist. Hot, mature women are my favorite... Hmm, actually, I
just wanted to understand why so many people like being babe fetishists through the process of dating babes. My
mind is still very pure!
After much effort in winning over the girls, my relationship with a group of pretty girls in my class, especially Yi Jing, developed to the point of
hugging and kissing ... well, being good friends. If these girls weren't so innocent,
turning all my dirty jokes into lame ones, I definitely would have decided to seduce them all. As for now... this
arduous work of corrupting the pure hearts of girls will have to wait until I get to Yi Jing!
While pursuing girls, I'm also racking my brains trying to figure out what the other tools I need are for. I'm carrying those two books, one good and one bad, with me
at all times to experiment. Perhaps it's my strong desire that's making my luck soar; after a few experiments...
Later, I actually discovered the purpose of one of them—the broken one—which was exactly what I had
always hoped for: writing on it would make it happen.
"If you want to do something well, you must first sharpen your tools." My current body couldn't even get an erection, so even if I picked up a girl
, I wouldn't be able to enjoy it. So, after figuring out their functions, I immediately wanted to write the words "penis erection" on that broken book.
However, considering how ridiculously broken the book was, what if something went wrong, like it made my penis
immortal? That would be incredibly unlucky!
Turning to look at the fat old man who had discovered my genius and was so excited he was vomiting blood and collapsed, I felt I should make him
contribute to my scientific research. At his age, not only was his penis already immortal, but it was probably already starting to shrink
and mold. If it succeeded, he should thank me! Thinking about this, I felt my image was
incredibly noble and powerful. It was rare for someone as lewd as me to be so noble, and I even felt a little embarrassed.
I quickly wrote the words "Compassionate and Merciful" on the page, then solemnly stared at the fat old man's crotch.
There was no reaction, and it seemed even more saggy than before… I wiped my sweat, casually turning my head
away. It was indeed a defective product; thankfully, I hadn't used it on myself. The fat old man… history will remember his sacrifice…
After
experimenting for a while, I finally understood by the time school ended. That tattered book could only influence the trajectory of events,
gradually changing the future of people or things in a predetermined direction. Any demands that were fabricated, violated objective laws
, or clearly infringed on others' rights, such as striptease, would only backfire due to insufficient power
.
Did they think that this would prevent me from doing anything lewd? They seriously underestimated me.
I chuckled lewdly and hid in a secluded spot on the back hill, where a high-powered telescope appeared as I had
requested I picked it up, climbed a tree, and looked towards Yi Jing's house. Just as I had written
, the bathroom window was half-open, and a figure was taking a shower inside. *Giggle giggle*, binoculars, open
the window, and the most frequently seen erotic scene in Doraemon—Shizuka taking a bath—finally got me aroused.
Ugh, I suddenly remembered school just ended, so that person couldn't possibly be Shizuka. Could it be that I peeked at her dad
? If so, I'd really have to wash my eyes with distilled water. But it seems her legendary dad hasn't appeared yet
… Oh, those breasts, even bigger than the mature woman in my house, that white, plump butt, that
standard demure beauty… Could it be Shizuka's mom? Oh, even if I didn't see Shizuka taking a bath, seeing
Shizuka's even hotter mom would be worth it.
After watching the beautiful woman take a bath, I hated my underdeveloped body even more after coming down from the back mountain.
Peeping at people taking a bath and not getting any reaction is one thing, but touching my penis gives me pleasure! Isn't this putting me on
the hot seat, forcing me to think of cheap tricks?
I wonder if wearing twenty condoms would make my penis thicker and harder?
When I got home, my pockets were overflowing with the "lucky" money
I'd "found"—all ten-thousand-yuan bills, enough for a no-holds-barred party. Of course,
I wasn't interested in such a party that only benefited others for now.
At lunchtime, Nobi Daisuke wasn't there; only Nobi Tamako was at home, looking pale.
There were so many freshly washed sheets in the yard… Could she have had a stroke and been rushed to the hospital? I cursed him
while asking, hoping I'd be right.
Tamako's mother wouldn't tell me the details, even if she begged, just vaguely saying she
hadn't gone to work that morning because her boss had yelled at her on the phone, so she wouldn't be home for lunch.
Hearing it was such a small thing, I was naturally disappointed and turned to focus on my future
sexual happiness . Considering that even if I figured out the purpose of the other book, the rules and limits would probably be similar, I
thought it would be more worthwhile to shift my focus to exploring other items.
After finishing my meal, I returned to my room and cautiously picked up the remote-like device to examine it. I pressed
the buttons repeatedly, but nothing worked. What a failure!
Gradually, I grew bolder, randomly pressing and waving the gibberish. Suddenly, I felt
something strange. Looking down, I saw—oh no! My penis was glowing, and it was gradually getting brighter. I wondered if
it would explode when it reached its brightest point?
I frantically pressed the buttons until I finally got it back to normal. Wiping away a bead of sweat, I secretly congratulated myself on my
good luck. Then I remembered that when it was glowing, it seemed a little bigger and
harder If it weren't glowing, it would be quite useful… (Aren't you afraid of it exploding now?)
My scholarly curiosity was piqued. I picked up the remote again and started studying it. With my previous experience, and after
careful thought, I figured out something—this thing could actually transfer the functions of electrical appliances to the human body
. I accidentally switched the light's function to my penis, but unfortunately, it only made it brighter and harder.
Lights don't get bigger, and other appliances don't have that function either, so I haven't been able to turn my fifth limb into
a colossal rod, which is a real shame.
This remote control isn't very useful for now, so I picked up that strange rope and started examining it.
Ropes are rare in Doraemon, so I can't really use them as a reference.
"Could it be the legendary SM bondage rope?" I muttered to myself.
"SM-specific bondage rope? What's that?" A voice rang out behind me, startling me so much I
jumped up. Turning around, I saw Nobita's mother with an icy expression. I immediately accused her, "It's not my fault,
Gian gave it to me."
Good heavens, how could I forget? The people in this world are quite innocent; they probably wouldn't know
what SM bondage means. "Ahaha, Mom, it's a bondage technique that can promote physical development. I recently
felt that a certain part of me was a bit small, so..." I said, casually tossing it behind me. But this damn rope
inexplicably curved, one end landing squarely on Nobita's mother's head. Even stranger, it twisted and stood up
like —though it didn't make a sound.
"Mom... are you alright?" I asked fearfully... Eh, why am I so fearful...
Hmm, it must be the lingering resentment left by the original owner of this body, Nobita. (
Doraemon Transmigration (Part 4))
"Oh?" Nobita's mother's expression didn't change at all; she just gave me a strange look. "What are you talking about?"
"What? What could possibly be wrong with me?"
"Don't you feel anything?" I was extremely surprised. A normal person wouldn't be unaware of something like this standing on their head
—unless it had already taken effect. As I thought about it, a thought suddenly struck me: "Mom must be
feeling something strange, right?"
"What...strange thing could I be feeling..." Nobi's mother looked at me and suddenly stopped, as if she had noticed
something wrong but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Suddenly, her face turned red, and her eyes darted around as she said,
"Never mind, let's not talk about this for now. Gian and Fuku are looking for you downstairs. You should go down now." "
That expression was so alluring, it stunned me. With my years of experience in the world of erotic fiction, I easily
recognized it as a sign of a woman's arousal—could that rope really be an aphrodisiac? How could such a lewd thing exist in the world of
Doraemon ?
But let's put those thoughts aside for now. I need to get the rope off first. After all, I don't have the tools yet.
Even if Nobita's mom is inexplicably aroused now, there's no way we can have a daytime debauchery. Besides,
there are there. I'll try it another time.
But... how do I get the rope off?
'Hmm, Mom, you have dust on your head. Let me wipe it off for you!'" "Seeing Mom's complexion gradually
return to normal, but I still hadn't come up with a solution, I casually said as I walked to the door.
I doubted even an elementary school student would believe such a flimsy excuse, let alone an adult like Nobi's mom.
But unexpectedly, she hesitated and asked, 'How could that be... Oh, really... Hmm, it seems so...'
Is that even possible? I stared in disbelief as she reached up to her head. If she found that
rope , I was in for a world of hurt. So, in desperation, I shouted, 'Let me do it, Mom, you can't see it, you can't sweep
all that dust away!'
'Is that so... It seems so!'" "Mom's expression shifted from hesitation to certainty in just a few seconds before she
lowered her hand, waiting for me to brush the dust off her clothes.
This… my thoughts are a bit muddled. Could she really believe such an excuse? But I still took the
opportunity to remove the rope. As I walked down the stairs, I carefully examined the rope in my hand. It didn't
seem be the aphrodisiac I had initially suspected, but I couldn't quite put my finger on its purpose
. It seems that without human experimentation, it's impossible to figure it out.
But it's alright, aren't there two loyal underlings? They just joined and…" Having the opportunity to prove their
loyalty was their greatest honor!
Although human experimentation was horrific, the Playboy magazine found in the gift wrapping immediately boosted the two
little brothers ' loyalty. And, I could proudly announce that
I had finally figured out the purpose of that strange rope—it could shake someone's resolve.
Thinking about it, Mom's aroused state just now was definitely
because which made her think of that all-night battle with Nobi's father. Wiping away sweat, thankfully, because my "tools" weren't
fully developed, I... I didn't have the urge to hug my mother and do anything else, otherwise I would definitely end up in a terrible situation... Hahaha, my
character is indeed very good!
However, this kind of thing doesn't seem to be of much use. It can only continuously induce and change other people's
thoughts on a small scale, and it is impossible for people to lose their minds. Can I still ask a beautiful woman to sleep with me based on this?
After being depressed for a while, I decided to run back to the room and play back the battle recorded by the sensory monitor. Misfortune
never comes singly is indeed an unbreakable truth in any world, including the world of animation - I was excitedly watching Nobi's father
's hands skillfully take off my mother's briefs, when my vision suddenly went dark, and I felt like the monitor was out of power! ! !
Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time, even if the things in Doraemon's hands come from the future, they are all cheap.
Even if some things look perfect, they must have great flaws in some aspects, but don't
expose them when you are having fun. And... there is not even a plug that can be plugged into the socket.
How can I charge it when I am depressed! ! !
Author, on behalf of hundreds of millions of obscene people, I strongly despise you! ! !
The undying evil spirit is the true portrayal of adulterers like us, even if we encounter Despite such a significant setback, I still
placed the sensory monitor by the window to bask in the sun. I didn't know if it would work, but in Doraemon comics,
most tools can use sunlight to generate electricity, so I hoped this time would be no exception.
My entertainment for passing the time was gone. Using that 'It Will Surely Come True' lousy book, at best I could only do
things like spying, completely lacking the real feeling of being in action that the sensory monitor provided. It
would probably take another four or five years for this body to naturally mature. By then, the great transmigrator, the little perverted lecher,
that is, me, would probably have already died from a bursting of sperm.
It seems I can only research how to use other tools to quickly 'strengthen' certain parts of my body in the short term
, so I can actually use them.
I helplessly flipped through the remaining six tools in my hand: the 'It Will Surely Come True' lousy book… pass, the rope that shakes
confidence … pass, the blank book whose function I don't yet understand… pass, the capsule with unknown function… it
couldn't possibly be an aphrodisiac… pass, the gift wrapping cloth and the remote control that can transfer electrical functions to the human body
are somewhat more promising. I thoughtfully
examined the two items: a gift wrapping cloth and a remote control for transferring the function of an appliance...
Suddenly, an absolutely brilliant idea popped into my head: what if there was
an to
my little penis, hehehe, hahaha...
It seems there aren't any appliances with such inexplicable functions in real life, but it doesn't matter. I've already made a lot of
money; I can just order one from any small factory. Besides, my little brother Afu seems... It seems they're also quite skilled at making electronic models
... If they could transfer the function of a pendulum-like appliance to the waist... I wiped my drool,
once again admiring my own intelligence. The senior was right after all: daydreaming is wisdom, and desire is power!!
When basic needs are met, lust arises. At this moment, all I could think about was quickly creating this appliance. So, carrying a large
bag, I left home, picking up money from the ground while inquiring about places that could customize special-function appliances.
Japan truly has a comprehensive range of jobs; I never even imagined there were people doing this kind of work before.
I was working on it; my large bag wasn't even half full of banknotes when I found one. The shop was small, and
there didn't seem to be many customers.
After hearing my request,
the man place, gave me a strange look. He seemed puzzled by my seemingly pointless request. But
the customer is always right. After I grabbed a handful of banknotes from my bag as a deposit, his gaze immediately
hardened , and he confidently declared he would complete the task perfectly in a few hours.
I nodded in satisfaction and went back out to continue my money-collecting spree.
When I was almost full, I suddenly realized this wouldn't do. While collecting money might make me a wealthy man,
it wouldn't give me any real power. How could I achieve my future goals of bullying men and women? And what if someone discovered something was wrong? Wouldn't
I attract the attention of kidnappers?
Starting a company would be better. I'd already collected tens of millions of yen; buying
a small company wouldn't be a problem. Once I've built up my empire,
I can get any beautiful woman I want by first promoting her husband. If she refuses, I'll demote him… Hahaha, then
I won't even need to think about how to use machines to make women submit.
But I still need to prepare the tools first. Thinking this, I suddenly realized the girls nearby
seemed to be avoiding me. I quickly stopped my lewd grin, pulled a smirk, and tried to look less
lewd.
Back at the shop, the man had already set up the strange machine I requested. I turned it on and
tested it ; it indeed inflated, and it could be freely adjusted between three and six times… Designed to
my liking, could this be my destined first company employee?
With a clatter, I emptied half my bag of banknotes. "I want to start a company. Would you be willing
to become my employee?"
The man's eyes widened at the sight of the ten thousand yuan bills covering most of the table. He mechanically nodded after
a long .
His name was Gutou Masao? Wow, what a great name... I guess I'm destined to be his subordinate. I wonder
if I'll ever hire a secretary named Matsushita Belt...
The establishment of the AV film company was entirely handled by Mr. Gutou. After signing the work
agreement left all those tens of millions of yen in his shop (aren't you afraid he'll run away with the money?? Well, because
I've indicated I'll continue to provide funding, so he won't run away now. And as the destined
future technical director of AV film, at least he won't run away in this story, right, author?).
I rushed home, turned on the instrument, pressed a button on the newly manufactured appliance, and then
pressed a button on my penis... "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the cries, the sharpness of a sword comes from the grinding wheel," this saying is indeed true.
Right now, my penis feels like it's being ground by a grinding wheel, or like it's being pulled outwards by something forcefully. The pain is so intense that I'm crying and
screaming.
But this pain comes and goes quickly—of course, it can't completely disappear; the lingering pain still makes
me howl.
"Could it be broken...?" The proverb "lust is a knife above one's head" is indeed true. I now deeply regret
not using that fatso for human experimentation; ultimately, it's all because
of my excessive lust! Once the pain finally subsided to a tolerable level, I hurriedly unbuckled my belt and pulled out my long-suffering
little brother (Author's note: You haven't even taken your pants off yet...), praying that
it die before it even began.
Hmm, although the color had turned blood red, both its length and girth had increased to four times their original size, and it felt hard
to the touch , nearly ten centimeters long. I think I only adjusted the amplification to three times; could the remaining one
be swelling? The experiment was successful, but the constant throbbing pain meant that this divine weapon wouldn't be ready to be used for a while
; I might not even be able to sleep peacefully.
I was sighing and massaging my little...no, I should call it my big cock,
to reduce the swelling, when the door suddenly opened. My mother was standing in the doorway. "What's wrong with you? You were screaming so much just now...ah?? You
...you..."
For my mother, who had only ever seen Nobita's father grow to five inches after taking aphrodisiacs, a nearly ten-centimeter-long
cock was undoubtedly a prehistoric beast. She screamed in fright. Despite being a mature woman with experience, she almost
immediately came to her senses. But what was that dangerous glint in her eyes? I did want incest, that's true, but
that doesn't mean I wanted to be the one instigated by a woman!
But it seems pretty exciting though...
I was standing there lost in thought when my mother came over. "...You, what happened to you?"
It seems impossible for a normal kid to have such a large size. I lowered my head and
criticized for a while, then threw out the rope that was shaking my confidence. "Actually, I got stung by a bee here..."
Would she believe such an outrageous excuse? I carefully observed my mother's expression. Thankfully, with
the help of the rope that had shaken her confidence, she easily accepted the excuse. Or perhaps... her mind wasn't even
focused on the reason?
"Does it hurt?" My mother cautiously reached out and touched my still-erect penis, while I,
naturally, stunned (I'm too ashamed to live, let me be raped to death by a beautiful woman!! Author: Get lost, you wish
!)
. Seeing that I didn't speak, my mother naturally assumed I was enduring the pain and gently began to massage me.
I must say, women's massage techniques are indeed unmatched by us men. After a while, my pain
lessened considerably. However... this scene looked more like my mother giving me a handjob... And,
Mom are you blushing while massaging me?
As if sensing my strange gaze, my mother gave a soft sigh and hurriedly ran out of the room.
"Alright, you should be almost better now. I... I should go make dinner..."
What's going on here? I looked down at my still-reddened penis. Was this an unplanned
act of seduction?
(Doraemon Crossing - Part 5)
For the next week, due to unbearable pain in my groin, I had to refrain from wandering around and spying, simply
maintaining a routine between school and home. And you know what? This actually made me
known as a genius at school—really, all I did was get bored in class and solve the problem of the square of three, which had puzzled the academic world for years.
Is it really necessary to exaggerate this issue?
The mathematical development in Doraemon's world is truly lagging behind…
Besides, I discovered an unexpected surprise—because my little penis was forcibly stretched three or four times its normal size
, even if the machine's simulation function is canceled, it won't shrink back (if it could shrink back,
all the suffering would have been for nothing). It just won't get very hard due to its young age. This also solves
one of my worries—what if the simulation remote runs out of power?
So, it all comes down to luck, luck!!
That evening, I sat alone by the window, my face serious, eyes closed in deep thought. Today is
the auspicious day of my sword's official debut. Who should I choose as my first sacrifice?
Originally, I really wanted to choose my current mother as the sacrifice, but these past few days, thinking about having to
spend a long time with her, I suddenly felt that I had to slowly, step by step, lure her to my bed
. It's definitely not because her mood has been so unpredictable these past few days, sometimes strict and sometimes gentle, making me
uneasy. Hmm, absolutely not!
However, this limits my options. These past few days, I've mostly met little
lolis, and my ten-centimeter-long sword is enough to tear their still-developing bodies apart. Ruthlessly destroying flowers
sounds tempting, but destroying them to death is pointless. So… where can I find a mature woman, someone worth
a serious assault ?
Right, Yijing's mother seems to have a good figure and a pretty face… My eyes lit up, and the bamboo dragonfly
appeared in my hand. A moment later, under the cover of night, I quietly flew to Yijing's mother's bedroom.
No one seemed to be there. Why hadn't she returned so late? Was she out messing around?
Pshaw, of course not! But no problem, I have a way to get her back quickly. Thinking this, I took out that
tattered book, about to write down the order for her return, when a classic passage from a pornographic novel suddenly popped into my head—
raping a drunken woman.
"That's a great idea!" I thought to myself, overjoyed. I'd been wanting to try this for ages. I tossed the sleeping pills I'd brought
aside. A woman who's asleep and can't move is no fun. Let her think it's her husband; it'll be much more exciting if the two of us
cooperate ! And there are no side effects... Hehehe, am I really that wicked?
"First sentence... She came back, dazed and confused..." Not long after I finished writing,
I heard the sound of a door opening, followed by a series of stumbling footsteps. My heart skipped a beat; it seemed there was more than
one person. I quickly hid. A moment later, a man and a woman entered Yi Jing's mother's bedroom. The woman
was obviously Yi Jing's mother, and judging by the man's age... could he be Yi Jing's father?
"Second sentence... The man in front of me just received a call. His company has a very time-consuming emergency
task for him; he won't be back until at least tonight..." Whoever he is, I obviously have to get rid of him now, otherwise,
where will I get my chance to perform?
Just as I finished writing, the phone in the bedroom rang. After answering the phone, the man could only
helplessly tell Yijing's mother, "I have something to do at the company, I might be back very late tonight, you should go to sleep!"
He then walked out of the room and left. It really was Yijing's father… but that's normal, it's not like he's having an affair.
"Goodbye, Yijing's father, I'll take good care of your wife for you!" I
emerged from my hiding place, looking at his retreating figure through the window and laughing, answering for Yijing's mother who clearly had no reaction
. Hmm, wanting to sleep with someone's wife and then mocking him, am I being too wicked? While impatiently taking off
my clothes thought, maybe I should go all the way and make her feel extremely good later as compensation…
I turned around, locked the door, climbed into bed, and lay down next to her. My first battle in this world, and a very
exciting one at that, I tried to calm my excited heart (who said judging by my performance, I must
have been a virgin before transmigrating, step forward!!), reached out and embraced her soft body, kneading her breasts. She
was indeed intoxicated, completely unresponsive to my teasing. But when I moved my hand down between her legs and spread them open
, she woke up. As expected, she thought I was Yijing's father, and without opening her eyes, she mumbled
something and went back to sleep.
Honestly, I was still a little uneasy about this kind of high-skilled act of adultery, afraid
she'd discover me before I even started. My current young body could barely handle Ji'an and Afu, let alone have the strength
to rape an adult—that was a joke. I wondered if I'd be hung up and beaten. So, her
almost acquiescing gesture calmed my racing heart a little!
I waited a while longer before mustering my courage to hug her full body tightly, my hands beginning to
roam restlessly over her. My lips kissed her through her clothes, sucking and biting her nipples. Gradually, her nipples
hardened, and her breathing became rapid.
When both nipples hardened, I pulled her clothes off her shoulders, unhooked her bra, and instantly a pair of
full, soft, and firm breasts appeared. They were so beautiful and perky, the rosy areolas swollen and hard. I
couldn't help but swallow hard—my eyesight was indeed excellent; her body was almost flawless…
Lying on her nearly naked body, I buried my face between her high, firm breasts, inhaling the alluring scent of
milk. My lips and tongue kissed and licked upwards from the base of her breasts. It was indescribably pleasurable!
“Ah…you naughty…bad husband…ah…” Perhaps because she hadn't breastfed for nearly ten years
, Yijing's mother's breasts were incredibly sexy. At this moment, she couldn't help but moan softly. I greedily
opened my mouth and took her breast into my mouth, my tongue licking the round, firm nipples. As I kissed, I gradually
moved upwards to her neck, her face, and finally kissed her sexy lips.
I held her close, kissing her, while the other hand kneaded her full, soft breasts. After a while, my hand
moved down her waist, past her smooth abdomen, and touched her pubic hair. I felt a surge of excitement—
Yi Jing's mother's pubic hair! I gently tugged and stroked it, then moved my hand further down, touching her
thick, soft labia majora, and began to rub them vigorously.
She squirmed uncomfortably, moaning softly. As I rubbed, her vagina gradually
became wet, sticky vaginal fluid clinging to my hand. Without further ado, I parted her labia with two fingers,
inserted my middle finger deep into her wet vagina, and began to thrust in and out vigorously. Yi Jing's mother's breathing immediately quickened.
She stood up, squeezed her legs tightly together, and twisted, but her body became increasingly limp. Soon, her labia began to
open and close, sucking on my middle finger. Watching her vaginal fluids overflow and her moans incessant, I
felt extremely satisfied. It turned out that even though my body hadn't developed, my finger skills for teasing women hadn't lagged behind!
"Ah...oh...bad husband...you hate me...oh..." Yi Jing's mother moaned continuously, and judging from
the content, she probably thought I was her husband in her half-awake state.
I looked at my ten-centimeter-long sword and smiled smugly, "Tonight I'll show you what a real man is!" I
forcefully pulled my finger out of her labia, laid her body flat, pressed her naked body under me,
lifted her legs and pushed them up, bringing my already hard penis between her legs, brushing past the soft,
curly pubic hair, touching her warm, plump labia, and after a few rubs, I pressed against the wet, slippery opening.
Her body shifted uneasily. I held my penis, coated with the slippery, lustful
fluid flowing from her vagina, and rubbed it against her vaginal opening. The clear liquid seeping from the glans made her crotch
wet and sticky. Yi Jing's mother said in a trembling voice, "Ah, ah...it's so itchy...don't..."
At this moment, I had already inserted the glans into her honey hole, plowing it in along the tight vaginal opening. I could feel
the glans being slowly swallowed by the wet, soft flesh. Wow! It was so wet and tight. But looking at her expression, it seemed
quite distorted and painful... Oh dear, don't look at me with such contempt. Actually, I know that although she
pretends to be unwilling, she must be secretly delighted to be able to enjoy such a big penis!
As I slowly squeezed into her fleshy hole, she couldn't help but plead, "Ah...it hurts...it hurts...
you bastard ...stop..."
"Heavens above, I haven't actually made a move yet!" Hearing her panting, I was itching
with desire . I prayed, afraid that some passerby god in heaven might
strike me, the quintessential villain, with lightning, while I grabbed her plump, round thighs and thrust in hard. With a "whoosh," my thick, hard
penis slid all the way into her vagina, instantly filling it to bursting.
"Mmm..." Yi Jing's mother let out a soft moan, turning her face to one side, and only after a long while did she slowly exhale. After I forced open her
vaginal opening, the hot, moist vaginal walls quickly enveloped my penis. It was already filled with nectar, and
the hot flesh, like surging waves, layered and tightly contracted, the soft yet
elastic muscles gripping my penis powerfully and evenly. This feeling moved me to tears… Um,
hey you, don't be so sarcastic. I wasn't a virgin before I transmigrated.
I never imagined that Yi Jing's mother, who was already married and had given birth, would have such a tight vagina, making me feel like I was floating on air.
I lay on top of her, my penis slowly thrusting in and out of her vagina, experiencing waves of
ecstasy . Kissing her beautiful face and rosy lips, after a few moments, I received her soft,
juicy, exquisite pleasure and the most beautiful and highest joy in life.
It's just that Yi Jing's mother's narrow and tight vagina, when it met my thick, long penis… These few thrusts were
almost ; her body swayed up and down with each impact, she gasped for breath, repeatedly
pleading, "Ah...ah...it hurts...it hurts...stop...stop..."
"I told you I haven't touched her...and my feet haven't either..." Even so, I still
pressed my large penis deep inside her, rubbing it against her, allowing her to unconsciously begin to experience intense pleasure.
Soon she was aroused, the entire room filled with the seductive, sensual scent of young women making love.
My large penis rubbed against the depths of her vagina, sending waves of pleasure through our bodies. I kissed her full breasts incessantly
, sucking on her pink, strawberry-like nipples. Because of her
lubrication , I started thrusting again. The movements were no longer as strenuous as before; my large penis plunged in and out relentlessly
. Her buttocks rose and fell in rhythm with my movements, and her juices flowed like a burst dam, continuously
gushing from deep within her vagina, running down her white, tender buttocks and onto the bed.
But her sexual instincts drove her to lift her hips and thrust her chest even higher, allowing my penis to penetrate even deeper.
The sounds of flesh rubbing against flesh during thrusting, the squelching of her juices, and the creaking of the bed under our weight
created a beautiful symphony, accompanied by her sensual moans, playing an alluring melody in the room.
"Ah...so good...oh...ah..." Yijing's mother writhed, her plump buttocks twisting and thrusting
upwards and side to side, her hands tightly gripping my head as she panted and moaned. Her continuous panting
intensified my lust! I began to thrust vigorously, my penis sliding in and out of her wet vagina,
the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoing. Each thrust brought forth a gush of her juices.
Before I knew it her legs had spread wider, her alluring vagina thrusting forward, clenching and unclenching my
penis. With each friction between my penis and her vagina, it grew hotter and hotter.
After a while, Yijing's mother finally pulled me close, letting my thick penis remain firmly inside her
vagina . She breathed heavily, "Husband… your… penis… today… how… how… it's gotten so long
…" She paused, seemingly deep in thought.
"Oh no, how did we end up talking about this?!" Realizing I was about to give myself away, I grabbed a piece of clothing from
the rumpled and covered her head to block her view. Then, I pulled out
my large penis and pressed the head against her labia majora,
thrusting into her voluptuous body.
"Oh...!" Sure enough, Yijing's mother forgot her earlier question after my sudden attack, letting out a satisfied
moan , and began to thrust her plump buttocks upwards again. I guiltily wiped away my sweat, grabbing her
full, firm breasts with both hands and squeezing and kneading them incessantly, pressing her soft body firmly down, and then got into position and
began to thrust forcefully.
Her soft vagina tightly gripped my hot penis, making my thrusting and penetration incredibly pleasurable
!
A rapid series of thrusts made Yijing's mother turn her head and moan with pleasure. I shook my buttocks violently, my big cock sizzling and
pounding in and out of her hot, wet vagina, making her pant heavily. Her voluptuous body swayed back and forth with my
rapid movements, her fleshy appearance making my heart itch. I pressed her hot
body tightly against me and increased the force of my thrusts.
She had been holding me tightly with both arms, but after this series of thrusts, her legs involuntarily wrapped tightly around my
waist, and the whole bed shook with the vigorous thrusting. "So...comfortable...don't stop...husband...
just passing by...giving a push...
sharing the joy
...just passing by...giving a push...
sharing the joy"

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