Woman under the moonlight

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In 1998, I was in my third year of junior high school, living at my second aunt's house in our county town. My aunt's house was a courtyard with four rooms; I lived in the westernmost room. Behind my room was another family's courtyard, and in front was yet another family's house—that was the typical layout in our area back then.

I was 15 years old that year, the age of youthful vigor. "Youthful vigor" is quite fitting, because my energy and libido were very strong. To be honest, I was extremely sexually driven and longed for sex. However, having sex with a woman was unrealistic at that time. Moreover, in those days, I hadn't accessed the internet, and I had no access to information about sex. I hadn't seen any pornographic pictures or movies, and I hadn't even seen a woman's body, not even a woman's breasts; everything was based on my imagination. I had already learned to masturbate. Every night after returning home, because I lived alone in a room, it made masturbation convenient. Under these conditions, with virtually no stimulation, I masturbated almost every day, which shows how strong my libido was.

Actually, I went to bed quite early every day back then. Nothing changed. It was summer. One afternoon, I suddenly remembered hearing the sound of running water behind my house at night. So I moved a stool and looked out the back window. Behind my room was someone's toilet, with a shed outside and a large black bucket on it. Suddenly, my heart pounded. This was a bathhouse; the people behind the house would bathe here. I suddenly realized I could see their woman bathing. I was restless all afternoon. Finally, night fell. I placed the stool under the back window beforehand, then turned off the lights, took off my clothes, and went to bed early. I couldn't sleep; my heart was pounding, and I kept waiting for someone to start bathing. Around ten o'clock, I heard movement behind the house. Because the shed was open, the lights weren't on. I climbed barefoot onto the stool and looked out the back window. I saw a woman undressing in the moonlight. Because I was in a dark house, I couldn't see anything looking in my direction, but by

the moonlight, I could vaguely make out a woman's outline. The woman slowly undressed, and the body of the woman I had always dreamed of was exposed before me. A pair of slightly sagging large breasts, dark hair between her legs—I felt like I'd been electrocuted. My mouth went dry, all the

blood rushed to one point, and my penis was hard and erect, throbbing incessantly. Actually, thinking back now, it was under the moonlight, and I couldn't see very clearly. I only saw two large, white breasts swaying back and forth. When she bent over to wash her legs, I could only see a dark blur;

I couldn't see her vulva at all. Besides, she was just an ordinary housewife, with an average figure. But in those days, for me, this kind of stimulation was unbearable. I dared not breathe, just staring without blinking, feeling the stimulation grow

stronger and stronger, accumulating until suddenly, a jolt ran through my body, and without touching my penis, I ejaculated. The pleasure was incredibly intense, and the ejaculation went exceptionally far. From then on, peeping at women bathing behind me became something I had to look forward to every day, but sometimes I couldn't wait. It wasn't until later, when it got cold, that it rarely happened.

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