The Secret That Cannot Be Told

"Beep beep~" As usual, I honk twice before arriving at her door to remind her to get her things ready and that I'm there to pick her up.
It wasn't easy starting this job; punctuality is crucial! Arriving too early means waiting in vain, arriving too late means getting complaints from teachers or parents! The commute also involves dealing with the noisy kids and their nonsensical questions. Middle school students these days are even more blunt and direct. I overheard them talking once: "That guy today, he's all erect there." "Erect?" "Yeah." "Really? I can even see the shape of the glans…" (Oh my god~ have mercy on me!) After a while, I got to know
the parents better, became more familiar with the students, and figured out their personalities. The pick-up and drop-off times became less hectic, and I became more comfortable.

Frankly, I don't have much patience for those kids! Sometimes I get impatient and angry, but at most I'll yell at them occasionally to follow the rules in my car! After all, their parents are the bread and butter of our business! I can't be so fierce that the kids won't dare come, right? Nowadays, people have fewer children, but with so many precious kids, working in a tutoring center really shows you how different families, parents, and attitudes affect children!

For example, the most common problem is not knowing their child's abilities. There's also the mentality that "I'm paying for my child's tutoring, so they're the boss!" If their child's test scores are bad, they blame the tutoring center, but don't question the school teachers' teaching methods or abilities! (This is a common scene after every monthly school exam). There's also the constant haggling over fees each month. "The monthly fee is the same, why does it keep getting higher every month?" This often happens at the counter, and some parents even get angry and stop sending their children to tutoring.
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Anyway, back to the main topic!
I think I started picking her up and dropping her off when she was in third grade? Now she's gone from a naive little girl to a developing teenage girl in her third year of junior high. It's hard to believe I've been doing this for so many years!

This girl has a somewhat eccentric personality; sometimes she's easygoing and a bit clueless, sometimes stubborn and obstinate, sometimes a bit of a show-off, and sometimes she's withdrawn and completely ignores you. Back then, there were 5-6 kids on the bus, and she was one of the noisiest. As for her figure—she's about 155cm tall and weighs around 45kg. Her bust isn't large, currently around 32B-C (and it'll keep growing! I don't like it too big). Her waist is around 24-25cm, I guess! Her hips are a bit bigger, maybe 34cm? Not bad, quite round and a bit perky! She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a cute little canine tooth that was pleasing to the eye. She possessed a unique, alluring, and captivating charm. When she was little, she was really quite ordinary-looking. There were many cute and well-developed girls in her tutoring class (it's undeniable that some girls these days are incredibly well-developed; some fifth or sixth graders already have busts around 34cm), but she was the only one (of her grade) who had to take the shuttle bus every day.
Because of the route (sometimes I would change the route), she was usually the last to get off, leaving just the two of us on the bus. After taking her for so long, we became quite familiar, often arguing heatedly about certain topics, sometimes even going for days without speaking (which is quite funny now). But she would still confide in me about her life, school, and even her family. Having known her for so long, I've come to realize that her parents divorced long ago, and she's not particularly close to her father (he's a rather rough man, not the type to take good care of her, though he always pays her monthly bills on time). Over time, I've developed feelings of pity and concern for her!
But being an adult, I'm generally more mature than this girl, so I always try to communicate with her or correct some of her more extreme ideas or beliefs. Of course, sometimes there are physical interactions (don't get the wrong idea), like hitting me or tickling me when she can't win an argument. (We're too close, there's no way around it.)

She usually wears her school uniform with black pants that look like leggings to class, and sometimes she changes into her usual t-shirt. The uniform is a collared, button-down polo shirt, and the t-shirt she wears is a bit loose on her, the round neckline is sagging (but that's another perk of mine, more on that later). I don't know if it's to save money or if she just has a particular fondness for it, but she just wears that one. But one thing is for sure: I've never seen her wear a skirt! I don't know why.

Maybe it's because she has to go to tutoring classes soon after school ends. Sometimes, as soon as she gets in the car, she reclines her seat and takes a nap. I try to be sensible and not talk to her, letting her rest a little longer. When she rests in the car, my eyes always unconsciously glance at her. With her eyes closed, she has no idea I'm secretly watching her breasts rise and fall rhythmically. Watching those two round, developing breasts slowly rise and fall in sync with her breathing makes my heart itch, and I have an urge to grab them, haha! I can only think about it. Saying I'm coveting that youthful body is too heavy a word. Is it voyeurism? No! It's admiration. Like observing a pet's behavior. Anyway, let's just consider it a small, happy moment of driving her around.
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Once, we were chatting and the topic turned to her hair. She proudly talked about how great her hair was. I deliberately made a dismissive face, and she actually said, "Don't believe me? Come and touch it!" Damn~ I got my chance. (But how could I just reveal my intentions like that?)
You said that?
Yeah, you'll see when you touch it! (She usually sits in the passenger seat, it's more comfortable, right?) Because I was driving, for safety reasons, I could only reach over and gently stroke her head with my right hand. A feeling of excitement was stirring inside me! Control~ Control~

Hmm, it was okay!

Pshaw! It was perfectly fine~
We chatted idly all the way until she got out of the car… After that, I often had more opportunities to jokingly touch her body!

Then one time, as soon as I got in the car, she asked me, "What's a kidney?"

Kidney is a kidney! Why?

Where are the kidneys?
Seriously! Good heavens! You're in ninth grade, and you still don't know where your organs are?

She gestured to her stomach: Here? (I was stunned!)

No! They're behind your back!

Where? Here? (She actually reached over to my waist and poked me with her finger, making me feel like I'd been electrocuted!)

Ugh! No! Why are you poking me? They're here! (I said this while reaching over to her lower back on either side of her kidneys, deliberately poking them several times. This felt different.)

Hehehe~ It tickles! Oh, there?

You idiot! Didn't you have health education at school? (Was it health education? I'm not sure.)

I forgot!

Hopefully not! You wouldn't forget where your own organs are! Sit still, let's go! (Because we were still in front of her house, I couldn't be too dramatic)
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Sometimes, because she hadn't had dinner yet, she would ask me to drive her to buy food. After a few times, I would ask her if she had eaten after getting in the car. This became a habit. Occasionally, she would buy me a drink or something, and that's how our relationship subtly changed!

One day, after dropping another student off at home, as I turned to back the car, she suddenly faced me, turned to face the back seat, and this sudden action almost made me kiss her!

Whose water bottle was that?

Where? Let me see. Can you get it for me? I can't reach it! (I deliberately turned my body so that I was facing her in the back seat. Her breath was less than 2 centimeters away from mine, and a faint, sweet scent of a young girl wafted over. My right arm was pressed against her breast. It was such a subtle feeling, warm and soft. She didn't change her position, and I didn't move either. I just touched her breast like that. She reached out her left hand to get it, shifting her body slightly to the left. It was indeed not easy to get it, but her breast rubbed against my arm several times. Although it didn't last long, it was at least ten or twenty seconds.)

It must be someone's. They often leave things in the car. I'll return it to him tomorrow.
(I don't know if she realized that I touched her breast, or if she pretended not to know. Anyway, she seemed to be in a good mood on the way to her house, and she started talking.)
On the way, while we were chatting, she suddenly blurted out: I have a secret, and I dare not tell it! I won't tell you!

Oh! A secret? Then why are you telling me? Just say it! Is it shameful?

No! You definitely won't believe me if I tell you.

How am I supposed to know whether to believe you or not

if you don't tell me? Tell me! Do you want to tell me? Why not? I want to hear it! Anyway, only you and I know this!

Okay! I told you, don't tell anyone... (Hesitates for a moment, "
I'm a pervert, I've read erotic comics and watched H-anime..."

) Wow! That's normal at your age. I've read them too. What's so perverted about it? (Actually, at my age, there were no erotic comics. We just read pornographic books with everyone completely naked! And those lighter girls who turn completely naked when heated.)

Really? But when the people in my class, especially the boys, talk about these things, it makes me feel really perverted!

And you? What do you feel when you read erotic comics? What happens? (I try to guide her into my preconceived notions.)

Well... I don't feel anything! (I know you want to say something but can't
.)
Actually, as long as what you see doesn't affect your thinking, and you don't let it control you, it's fine. (I said this, but I didn't really mean it.)
It's normal for you guys to think about these things at your age. It's curiosity during puberty, that's called "spring fever."

Really? I often space out halfway through a shower...

Huh? Space out? What for? You mean...

you stop halfway through and look at my body? (Wow! So frank?)

So what if you look? What's wrong with your own body? Are you different from others? Too big or too small? (Intentionally hinting)

Yes, in some places... (Where? Tell
me!) Right! What's masturbation? Only boys masturbate? (Wow~ that's jumping around too fast!)

Uh~ well, I'm embarrassed to tell you, otherwise you'll call me a pervert!

Okay, okay! I already told you I read adult comics...

Okay! It's... boys playing with their own penis, that's masturbation! (I actually blushed, but I couldn't resist probing further.)
Why are you asking this?

No, I just often hear the stinky boys in my class say things like, "Playing with that with your hands..." I think it's pretty perverted! (Seems a little shy) I heard it gets really exciting, right?

Yeah! And then... um... ejaculate! You guys should have been taught about this in your health education, right?

Yes! But I haven't... watched any! The teachers always say it's over quickly. Have you... ever done that?

What do you think...? Ah, haven't you read adult comics? Aren't they in adult comics? Or you can see them in adult films!

They're all covered up, and they're drawn. How could every character be so handsome or beautiful? And where would I watch adult films? School? Impossible! Home? My dad's home, even less likely! The boys in my class all look disgusting like toads, I'm not interested (it seems he's really disgusted by the boys in his class).

You mean you want to see the real thing? Who would let you watch it? In an adult film?

No way! I didn't say I wanted to watch it! I was just asking... Tch!

Why didn't you ask the question you should have (I'm pretending to be noble again)? Be serious, okay?

It's just you and me, otherwise who should I ask? My dad or those stinky boys in my class? You wouldn't tell anyone, right? That's why I dared to ask you this! Swear! You won't tell anyone about what I asked you today! Hurry up~ Swear it!

No way! Oh

! You swear it to me! (Reaches out and grabs my right arm, shaking it) Hurry up! Otherwise, I won't get out of the car! I'll tickle you...

Hey! I'm driving, stop messing around!

Whatever! You promise you won't tell, or I won't stop! (Continues tickling me)

Hey, I'm going to hit someone! Ah~! (Just as I reached out to stop her from tickling me, my right hand reached out and directly covered her breast. I don't know why my reaction was so fast, but before pulling my hand back, I "slightly" rubbed it. It was so fast that she didn't even notice I rubbed her breast. I could feel that her bra was thin...)

Ah! You... (She stopped)

Huh! I told you to stop, but you wouldn't listen. I didn't do it on purpose (I admit I did a little)!

It's nothing, right?

It's nothing... nothing! You haven't sworn an oath yet! Hmph~ If you don't swear, I'll tell the director tomorrow that you touched me... Hmph

! You started it, I didn't touch you on purpose.

I don't care! Will you agree or not? Will you agree or not?

Oh my god!
Okay~ okay I won't tell anyone (deliberately creating the illusion that she has something on me, to make her happy). But don't tell anyone else which part of yours I touched... otherwise you'll...

I'm not an idiot, why would I tell anyone? Tomorrow you buy me a FamilyMart soft serve, okay?

Why? Because I owe you one? (I'd buy you 10, no problem)

Never mind if you don't want it!

Enough nagging! We're home! (Should have driven slower)

Bye~ Don't forget, take me to buy soft serve tomorrow.

Wow! (A touch and you get an ice cream, it's a good deal no matter how you look at it^^)

Okay, bye! I'll pick you up 10 minutes early, don't dawdle again. (My lips keep curving upwards on the way back...)
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Let me tell you about that t-shirt; the reason I was interested in her wearing that t-shirt is because...
There's a little girl (not yet old enough to go to elementary school) who loves to play with me next door to the tutoring center. Sometimes, while I'm waiting for them to finish class, I'll play with her at the door. Sometimes after class, she'll see me playing with the little girl and say that I'm bullying a child, so she'll come out as the righteous one to protect the little girl. Naturally, they'll team up to deal with me, this "devil."
Like an eagle catching chicks, the little ones hid behind the big ones while I maneuvered around them! As you can imagine, there was some pulling and tugging during play. After all, I was much stronger than them, and I could easily grab them and lead them away!
I noticed that if I stepped back and pressed my hand down slightly, her body would naturally lean forward or squat down, revealing her loose neckline. Inadvertently, I got a clear view of her bra color. She was having so much fun that she didn't notice me admiring her lingerie! Even though I couldn't see very clearly, it still gave me a little thrill! I noticed that she was wearing what "appeared" to be a 3/4 or 1/2 cup bra.
I couldn't just stare at her lecherously, could I? A little gentleness was enough to put her at ease. I often saw white and pink bras. After all, there are other students and parents picking them up and dropping them off. They can't play too long or get too wild; stopping at appropriate times is necessary. Anyway, we see each other five days a week, so there's no shortage of things to see, right?
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"Due to strong convective cloud systems this week, all regions must be on high alert for heavy rain or torrential rain, the Central Weather Bureau..." How many more days will it rain? This weather isn't exactly "pleasant" for me, because picking up and dropping off students means using an umbrella to help them get in and out of the car! My shoes and pants are soaked, and after getting in the driver's seat and closing the umbrella, I get wet again—it's annoying! But this kind of consideration is more appropriate for elementary school students or lower grades. Middle school students probably think they're too old for a little rain, so few will use an umbrella; they'd rather just run in and out of the car. Because of this, on one rainy day... when I was about to drive them home...

didn't you know it's been raining these past few days? No umbrella! Wet now? (She happened to be wearing that t-shirt that day, and because it was half-wet, it was semi-transparent, and you could vaguely see that it was pink...)

Oh dear~ I have to take it off every time I get in and out of the car, and I still get soaked!

I should just run. Don't catch a cold! You'll die if you infect me!

I won't! I'm just a little cold.

You said it's thick? You won't catch a cold? Hmph, that's for the best! Then I won't turn on the air conditioning.

Okay!

There are tissues in the back, you can dry your hair. I'll pull over to the side of the road first (because the tissue box is behind the back seat headrest, and she's sitting in the passenger seat, it takes some effort to get the tissues. At this point, I open the sunroof inner panel to let the streetlight light into the car).

Wait a minute, let me get some tissues! (She reclined her chair and stood up, kneeling and reaching for the tissue box, but her round, pert buttocks were right next to my right cheek. I turned around without hesitation, leisurely watching her buttocks wiggle in front of me.)

Did you get it? (I asked her deliberately, my eyes fixed on her entire body from her buttocks up. Then I noticed that her t-shirt was wide open above her abdomen. Because of the height difference, I couldn't be so lewd as to lower myself to look at her from the navel up, could I?)

Ugh! My arms are too short, it's hard to reach! Okay, I almost cramped up. (She said as she stepped back and adjusted her position.)
Ah~ Damn it! (Just as she stepped back and turned to sit down, somehow, she didn't notice that the back of her t-shirt had gotten caught on the headrest, causing her entire back to be lifted up to her neck, almost completely naked from the back. The back clasp of her pink and white bra appeared before my eyes. The front just covered her breasts, thankfully the t-shirt wasn't torn! It's good to have a window!)

How could this happen! You're really something else! (I said deliberately, sounding annoyed)

Hurry up and use it for me! It's exposed! (She blushed and yelled, quickly covering her chest with both hands. The sound of the rain outside masked her scream, otherwise people outside would think something was happening in the car.)

Okay! What's the big deal? Only I saw it, the whole window was fogged up, who could see? (It was right that the air conditioning wasn't on, plus it was raining quite heavily, parents left as soon as they picked up their kids, so no one noticed what was happening in my car, lucky me.) Stand up a little, lean your back against the seat back, otherwise it'll be hard to pull the t-shirt up!
You're really amazing, you even managed to put the t-shirt on the seat! That's good, don't move! (I helped her while saying this, because I had to pull the t-shirt up a little more to pull the part that was covering the headrest out, and since I was in the driver's seat, I couldn't exert much force, so I deliberately touched her shoulders, neck, hair, and back...) Okay! It's done! (While helping her pull down her t-shirt to adjust it, I accidentally touched her waist; it felt so soft.)
You're a genius!

I'm so angry! How could this happen? You saw everything! Ugh… Damn it! (Muttering to myself)

I have to drive now, hurry up and wipe it off! (The air conditioning is turned on, and the fog instantly dissipates, as if nothing had happened.)
Because of the heavy rain, I wasn't driving very fast. She seemed still not quite recovered from what had just happened, and we chatted intermittently. Suddenly, a dark shadow darted out in front of the car. I swerved the steering wheel sharply to the right, slammed on the brakes, and pulled over to the side of the road.
Since I wasn't wearing a seatbelt, I instinctively reached out to block her from falling forward. She groaned, and I… grabbed my bag again. Oh

dear! Are you alright? Did you get hurt? You damn dog, why did you run into the road instead of seeking shelter from the rain? Luckily, you didn't get hurt! (But my hand was still on my shoulder.) I'm

fine! "Is it a dog? Hey…your hand!?

I'm so sorry! I was afraid you'd rush forward and hit the dashboard or the windshield, so I reached out to stop you. Don't misunderstand! (I was really afraid she'd misunderstand, then I'd be in big trouble! I quickly pulled my hand back, apologized, and pulled the car over to the side of the road. It was less than a kilometer from her house, and near the edge of a afforestation area. There were factories and houses just a few dozen meters ahead.) Luckily, there weren't any cars behind us, otherwise it would have been too dangerous! (I tried to say something to cover up my mistake.) But what happened next surprised me a bit~
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I'm a little cold, can I…give you a hug?

Huh? Hug…give you a hug? Are you still cold? We're almost home!

It's okay, it's not even nine o'clock yet, I don't want to go home so early! (Hmm? That's weird.
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It's definitely not nine o'clock yet!" (I checked my watch. Sometimes my 8:30 class ends late, around 9:00. I usually get to her house around 9:30, so this time is...extra time, right?) What are you going to do with this time? Stop here and chat?

Hug me! (I really didn't mishear.)

Are you really that cold? I'll drive the car a little further ahead, closer to where people live. Otherwise, stopping here will only arouse suspicion. (So I drove along the side of the road to a spot about ten meters from the factory and stopped. I looked around to make sure there were no cars or other people, then turned off the lights and the engine. With this parking spot and the rain, I doubt anyone would want to stop here even if a car passed by. Soon the car started fogging up again.)

How am I supposed to hug you? The gear shift and handbrake are blocking the way. (At this point, I was still wondering if she was serious.)

I'll recline my seat and get to the back seat first, then you can come over! (After saying that, she started to move and sat down in the left back seat
.) "It's your turn!" (Am I dreaming?)

"Oh, okay." (I also climbed over from her side and sat in the right back seat.) "

Can you hug me?" (At this moment, she took the initiative to snuggle up to my chest, and I adjusted my posture to match her movements and hugged her.) "

Your hair is still a little wet. Let me brush it off for you."

"It feels so good to be held like this!" (She suddenly blurted out, looking up at me.) "

Are you feeling warmer now?" (I asked her.)

"Mmm." (Unexpectedly, her lips pressed against mine.)

"Uh...you...?" (I instinctively flinched. Had I taken the wrong medicine today?) "

Let me experience what kissing feels like, okay? The ones in the movies always seem so romantic and comfortable, okay? Please, I promise I won't tell anyone! Really!

You said it?" (I went for it and kissed her.)
I gently bit her upper lip a few times, then gently guided her head with one hand, tilting my head slightly to one side while my tongue gently slid inside her upper lip, testing her reaction. She closed her eyes, letting me lead the kiss and enjoying the wonderful taste and feeling of our first kiss.
After a few minutes of alternating licking and teasing, it was almost time to enter her mouth.
I touched her teeth with the tip of my tongue and forcefully pried them open. She seemed to understand my intention and slightly parted her teeth. My sensitive tongue sensed this and immediately slipped into her mouth like an eel, sometimes pressing against her palate, sometimes licking the inside of her mouth, sometimes intertwining with her tongue, stretching it as far as it could to explore and tease every corner of her mouth. She cooperated by extending her tongue into my mouth as well.

My hands were not idle either, sometimes stroking her face, sometimes playing with her hair, sometimes touching her earlobes and neck, and occasionally gently moving up and down her back and waist. Several times I had the urge to reach out and knead her developing, moderately sized, pink and soft breasts, and touch her nipples, but I restrained myself each time. (Reasonable, rational!)
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She seemed to enjoy the moment, but I didn't want to explore other parts of her body further. After all, she was still a young girl, and I couldn't arbitrarily deprive her of her bodily autonomy. Although she had given me her first kiss, I didn't want to take away her virginity. Although I was extremely excited, I still retained some adult rationality.
The practical consideration was: if word got out, my tutoring center would be ruined and might even have to close down—that would be extremely disgraceful! The sound of rain hitting the car roof, the roar of passing cars, and the rapid breathing inside the misty car—it was a strange combination! After what seemed like an eternity, I pulled away from her lips and gestured for her to relax and press closer to me. She gasped, seemingly still wanting more, and leaned in for a few more kisses. Then she turned and leaned against me, and I wrapped my arms around her from behind.

"Hmph~ Trying to eat me alive? Kissing so fiercely?" (I joked.)

"What a strange feeling! I suddenly felt like I was about to faint… I can't describe it as excitement!" (I wasn't sure if she had an orgasm; if she had, it was…too easy, wasn't it?) "

Hmm~ I guess so? It feels so good, so comfortable!

I'm telling you, if your lips get chapped in the next couple of days, I'm not responsible." (Because of the intense sucking, some people's lips get chapped.) "

Really? Chapped?" (She turned her head and looked at me suspiciously, licking her upper and lower lips with her tongue.) "You're so naughty, sucking so hard!"

I'm just going along with you! You're... happy too, aren't you? (Using "enjoyed" is too vulgar)
It's time to go home, it's almost 9:30!

Hmm, tomorrow... tomorrow?

How about it? You... still want to? (She nodded shyly) Really? You're addicted already? You're really a pervert! (Actually, I'm secretly enjoying it too^^) Who

else can I look for? You're the only one I'm alone with every day! Tomorrow I'll try my best to finish class on time at 8:30, you have to pick me up "on time"! Okay? (After saying that, she climbed back into the front seat, and I couldn't help but pat her butt. She actually turned around and gave me a funny face. It seems that if I wanted to sleep with her, it wouldn't be difficult! Control yourself~) Let's
tidy up our clothes and go! (Starting the engine, pressing the air conditioning defroster, confirming there were no cars around, turning on the headlights and turn signals, I drove into the lane. Despite my lustful thoughts, I was still a responsible driver.) Hmm~ When I got home and took a shower, I was still thinking about what happened today. Was it something she planned all along, or was she just going through the motions, as I said? Or did she turn me into another father figure for her? Recalling the situation, my penis gradually stood up, as if telling me it needed some cleaning and maintenance. Using the slippery foam of the shower gel, I thought about the passion from earlier while stroking my little brother… it was incredibly hard… I wonder if she's like me now… How should I deal with it tomorrow? Ah~ I'll think about it tomorrow!
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Today was another rainy day. I arrived 5 minutes early, but today I drove my own SUV. Before she and the other student got in the car, I went into the cram school to pee and wash my little brother while I was at it… At 8:35, the two of them got in the car. She, who usually sits in the front seat, was wearing her uniform today, but still in black leggings. The other student, from a different school, was in her full uniform and sat in the back seat. After getting in the car, the two of them chatted away. I ignored them and just drove, wondering what would happen later. I'll take the other one home first.

Bye-bye~ See you tomorrow!

Bye-bye~ (Bye-bye~ Gets out of the car and runs into the house)

Going home? I asked…

It's still raining, how about we go to that place from yesterday?

Huh? Aren't you afraid? (Don't pretend) Still want to play kissy-kisses?

I want to see if it will still feel like yesterday…

Well… okay! You decide~

Hey, you seem unwilling?

A little bit! It's like I'm the one who got eaten by you… (pretending to be considerate)

What nonsense are you talking about? Who's throwing themselves at whom? (She leans in and glares at me, looking angry)

Uh~ okay, okay! Let's go to where we were yesterday.
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Same place, same car parked, lights off, engine off, air conditioning off, sunroof open, but this time I went to the back seat first, reclined it, and lay down. Then she climbed over, her breasts pressing directly against my chest, her lips touching mine, but she didn't make any further moves, just stayed there, as if she wanted me to take the lead. So last night's process was repeated, this time face-to-face, woman on top, kissing.
But today my hands were restless… This position allowed my hands to completely hold her waist, and I could freely caress and knead her round, elastic buttocks, the kind that belong to a young girl. The stretchy pants she was wearing were soft and not thick, unlike underwear which is ugly and unsightly; touching them felt like touching her skin directly, very comfortable. (I guess her mother bought it for her. Although she didn't get custody after the divorce, she still has visitation rights. Every winter and summer vacation, her father would agree to let her stay with her mother for a few days. Her mother probably took her to buy the underwear as well.)
Our lips met, kissing and sucking passionately, our tongues almost tangled together. My hands roamed freely over her firm, round breasts, occasionally squeezing them, and deliberately rubbing my fingers back and forth along her buttocks and the sides of her so-called "absolute territory," sometimes applying pressure to certain spots… Even in my jeans, my penis was painfully hard.
Her body writhed, gradually entering a state of climax! Her breathing quickened, her face flushed, she sweated, her body stiffened, and she let out dreamlike moans, but dared not cry out. The process lasted less than five minutes… Suddenly, she collapsed limply against me, her lips leaving mine, breathing softly. I knew she had climaxed! So quickly? I held her and slipped my hand inside her uniform to gently stroke her back, helping her calm down after the orgasm. She rested her head against my left cheek, quietly and obediently letting me stroke her, like petting a docile house cat… This continued for several minutes.

So comfortable! Different from yesterday! (She said weakly while kissing me again)

Huh? What's different?

Hmm~ You touched my butt and that… (She was a little embarrassed to continue)

My crotch and anus, right? (I blurted out)

You're so annoying! Why did you say it out loud?

But you felt something was different today too! (My hand stopped at the clasp of her bra) Um… can I… unhook it?

You… want to take off my bra?

Hmm, I want to touch your breasts. I'll just unhook your bra, I won't take off your clothes, don't worry! Is that okay?

Um… (hesitating)

If you don't feel okay, I won't force you. But I touched you a few times before, and it makes me really want to actually touch you...

Hmm~ okay (whispering, her face turning red again).
I unhooked her bra with both hands, turned her body so her back was to me, spread our legs, and her buttocks were right in front of my penis. My hard penis was pressing against her from behind, it was really uncomfortable... "
As promised, I didn't take off her bra or clothes. Her breasts weren't big, but they were very round, and it felt so good to be able to hold them in one hand. My hands kept moving and kneading her breasts, sometimes moving them left and right, sometimes up and down. Occasionally, one hand would stroke from her navel to her breasts. I even touched her genitals.
I gently kneaded or pulled her nipple with my index finger and thumb, and circled it along the areola with my index finger while playing with it. Soon, the sensation on my fingertip told me that her nipple had hardened and stood erect, and the bumps around the areola were noticeably raised. At this moment, I felt her begin to breathe softly, her head tilting back, her body writhing restlessly—she was getting excited again! "

Does this feel good?" (She was unable to speak with her eyes closed. I intensified my attack, continuously kissing her neck down to her earlobe and breathing into her ear, while my hands continued to stimulate her breasts.)

"Ah~ it's so itchy~ ah~ I can't take it!" (She whispered breathlessly.)

"Let's change positions." (I...) (I really wanted to see and suckle her breasts.) I want to see your breasts!

Okay~ (She was too weak to refuse me. She lay down, and I faced her.) I carefully lifted her shirt and bra. Her round, cute, white breasts, which I could only peek at and touch secretly, were now exposed to me. The mystery was revealed; she was wearing a 3/4 cup, plain pinkish-purple bra without underwire. No wonder I always felt that the touch of her bra was different from that of a regular bra. I looked at the two tender pink nipples that were erect with excitement, swallowed, and brought my lips to them, gently sucking on the nipples. Of course, my tongue also began to lick them restlessly. I alternately grabbed, sucked, licked, twisted, and bit her breasts, watching her expression; she seemed to be enjoying it.

"Mmm...ah...ah...mmm..." (She covered her mouth with her hand, making these low sounds repeatedly.)

"Are you about to climax?

Stop...stop!
I...I want to give you a handjob!" (Her saying this meant she was about to climax again? She couldn't handle the stimulation? My penis was already so hard it was about to burst out of my pants, this suggestion was a perfect solution, but I couldn't resist, forcefully sucking on her nipple.)

"I...ah...mmm...mmm...ah~~" (She hugged my head, her body tense, slightly convulsing, her legs twisting incessantly; she...reached her peak again.)
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The car was cramped, so I lay down and pulled my jeans down to my knees, watching my penis quickly bulge out of my boxer shorts. I didn't take mine off, deliberately leaving it for her to help me pull it out. Cleaning my penis first at the tutoring center was something I anticipated might happen. She hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly stroked my penis through my underwear. "

How come it's so hard? Is this an erection?" (She spoke while touching it, her voice trembling slightly, still recovering from an orgasm.) "

Yeah! Because it's been holding back for so long, it's almost bursting!

" "Pfft~ You're talking nonsense! If it bursts, you won't have a gun anymore, hee hee~" (At this moment, she pulled down my waistband, revealing my dark red, engorged penis.) "
Wow! A man's penis looks like this..." What does it look like? (She gently grasps my penis with one hand, then examines it closely, her index finger rubbing against the glans.) The testicles are here! (She's letting me touch her balls?! I can't take it anymore!) So she moves to my side, grasps my penis, and starts stroking it up and down.

Like this? Your glans going in and out is so funny (since I'm not circumcised, I don't object to her playing like this).

Slow down, be gentle, the penis is actually quite delicate. Yes, like this. You can also hold it with your palm facing down, rubbing the glans a little. Hold it all the way in, stop for a moment, yes~ good, then slowly come up again, once more! Oh~ good~ good~ Can you touch my balls at the same time? (I guide her while she watches, her movements clumsy and awkward) (I noticed she was quite enthusiastic about giving me a handjob; she did whatever I told her to.) Oh~ Oh~ So good! That's it! Speed it up a little bit more~ You're great, you learn so quickly! (She smiled shyly.)

Are you about to ejaculate? It feels harder and harder!

Not yet, because you're doing it so well, I'm getting more and more excited, and it's getting harder and harder! Now is the most comfortable moment! I don't want to ejaculate so soon! (I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, while she continued to stroke my penis up and down.)

Oh~ Is that so? (Her eyes were still fixed on my penis.) Hmm? What's this sticky, stringy stuff?

Oh, that's pre-ejaculate fluid; the penis secretes this when it's very aroused. West.

Oh~ then I'm going to speed things up and get you excited enough to ejaculate? (Starts focusing on stroking the glans)

Okay~ (Has enough time gone by, it's time to ejaculate) Coming~ Coming~ I'm going to ejaculate!
Tissue, let's find some tissue~

Can't find it~ Where is it?

Ah~ It must be in the luggage compartment! You use your mouth first, catch it with your mouth!

Huh? With your mouth?

Hurry up! I'm going to ejaculate~

Oh! (Quickly takes my penis into her mouth)
Oh~ Oh~ (Ejaculates completely, I see her brow furrow slightly, maybe this is the first time she's encountered this taste, making her uncomfortable)

Don't open your mouth yet, keep it in your mouth (My penis is excitedly ejaculating as much semen as possible from the scrotum, I gently hold her head down to prevent her from leaving)

"Ugh~ This~ Ugh…" (Her words were muffled by her penis, but I knew what she meant.)
After ejaculating, I gently pushed her head away and saw my penis slip out of her mouth with a trace of semen still attached… "

Bear with it, I'll find some tissues for you to spit out the semen."

"Ugh~ Hmm~ Hmm~" (She made sounds while waving her hand to indicate I didn't need to look. She reached into her bag in front of her, pulled out a small pack of tissues and a pack of wet wipes.)

"Ah~ Right! Almost essential items in your bags!" (She pulled out two tissues to catch the semen flowing from her mouth, and then pulled out another one.) "

Ugh, you sprayed so much I almost choked, ugh~" (She took out another wet wipe and wiped her mouth.) "What a strange taste! Huh? Your penis is soft now?" Let me wipe it for you. (Holding a wet tissue in one hand and wiping my semi-erect penis with the other, she deliberately circles and rubs it around the glans, even chuckling!)

What are you laughing at?

Nothing! I just find it amazing! It was so hard just now, and suddenly it's all soft, so funny~ hehe. Where should I put this tissue?

Just throw it out, it's raining and it'll destroy the evidence...

You're so inconsiderate! Littering, and...

Or are you going to take it home?

No way! Where am I supposed to put this sticky stuff? Okay, I'll throw it out. (Watching her use her thumb and forefinger to hold the tissue, open the car door, throw it out, and then quickly close the door is quite comical.)
It's even jiggling, how strange! (Touching it again...) Huh? It seems to be swelling? (Pinch~

You've excited it again, watch closely! I'm making it bigger~ (Because of the stimulation from her fingers, I tried to get the blood flowing to my penis, making it stand up again...

It really is! It's bigger and harder again! (Her hand started piston-like movements on my penis again... So much fun~

Just now you were masturbating with your hand. When you use your mouth, it's called "blowing a trumpet". Some girls don't like doing it, maybe it's because of the smell or something, you... can you do it? It's okay if you don't like it.)

"Playing the trumpet"? That does look a bit like it, hehe~ I'll try. Can I bite it? (Wow~

Biting is fine, but I'm afraid if you bite too hard, I'll become a eunuch!

Haha~ Then I'll bite harder! (Opens her mouth and takes my glans in without hesitation)

No! (Oh~ That feels good) First, lick it with your tongue! You've eaten popsicles, right? That's it~ like this! (I guide her through the actions of licking, sucking, holding, turning, and biting, she really has a talent)

Mmm~ Mmm~ Does this feel good? How about this? (She asks while doing it, a good student)

You can use your hands and mouth, that will make me feel even better! (My penis is hard again~) Mmm~ Okay~ (She dutifully served me for about three to five minutes. Since I had already ejaculated once, it might not be so quick to ejaculate again. Also, considering it was her first time giving oral sex, her mouth might be sore and tired.)

Is your mouth tired? Let's take a break? I was afraid you'd get tired from sucking for too long, let's rest?

Oh~ it is a little… (She took my penis out

.) Never had a hot popsicle before~~ hehe (I turned around and hugged her, stroking her back and buttocks. Her bra clasp was still unhooked… When I put my hand into her cleft, my sensitive fingers sent a wet sensation…)
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Your…panties…are wet! (I deliberately said panties, not genitals, to avoid embarrassing her, but my restless fingers kept gently pressing on her anus and inner thighs…

Hmm, I've felt it wet ever since you started kissing me, but I didn't dare say it aloud (whispering…

that's your love juice from when you climaxed! Love juice?? To put

it crudely, it's called vaginal fluid. The lewd kind of lewd~) "That sounds awful! So this is what vaginal fluid is?

It's alright, it's the same as the prostate fluid you asked me about earlier. When the reproductive organs are very aroused, they naturally secrete these things, which means you're very healthy~ (At this point, I had already slipped my hand inside her underwear from her waistband, actually touching her pert buttocks~ My palm and middle finger kept rubbing between her buttocks and anus, indirectly probing down to her perineum and labia... I could clearly see her vaginal fluid on her perineum)

You're so wet and slippery here~ It's warm.

Don't touch there! I hate it! (She pushed me away with her hand)

If you don't like it, then I won't touch you. (But my fingers, still wet with vaginal fluid, kept stroking her perineum and anus...

You... are so bad... Mmm~ Oh (Here we go again! I adjusted our position so that it would be easier for me to arouse her clitoris... I sealed her hesitant mouth with my lips.) I carefully and slowly pulled down her trousers, revealing a pair of plain pinkish-purple cotton thongs matching her bra. Her mons pubis was slightly swollen, and in the dim light, a wet patch was clearly visible from the bottom of the thong to her anus.
I first pulled her thongs slightly tighter, admiring the W-shaped shape of her vulva through them. I could see that her labia majora weren't as thick as they seemed… I stroked this W-shaped area with one hand outside the thong, occasionally running my index and ring fingers along the cleft where her vulva met her inner thighs… Then I slipped my hand inside her thongs, first touching soft, not very thick pubic hair, which I liked.
After playing with her pubic hair for a while, I touched the wet, slippery cleft of her vulva…

Mmm~ (She jerked slightly, her legs opening and closing repeatedly, clenching and relaxing, coming…

Huff… Hah… Mmm… Mmm~ (She started moaning again, her breathing becoming rapid~) As I teased her entrance with my fingers, her body reacted with increasing arousal, and her juices flowed continuously. Soon, my hands were covered in her glistening nectar… If I didn't take off her panties soon, they'd be completely soaked.

"Look~ this is your juices, so much!" I waved my hand in front of her eyes. "

Ah~ don't look!" she said shyly, closing her eyes and turning her head away. "

This is normal bodily secretion, what's there to be shy about?

No!

I'm going to take off your panties, okay? Otherwise, they'll be too wet and uncomfortable, okay?"

"Mmm~ okay~" (shyly
). So, I slowly, slowly rolled her panties down her thighs. When her private parts were completely exposed before me, I felt parched and extremely excited! Like finding an oasis in the desert, I was eager to taste that cool, sweet juices… My penis hardened at 200% blood flow! Honestly, I didn't want to penetrate her body and possess her. I only wanted to work on her labia majora, minora, and clitoris. As I said before, I had no right to deprive her of her bodily autonomy. Her right to have her first time was hers to decide. I wouldn't let sex cloud my judgment; it was a form of respect for her! Making her reach orgasm without physical intercourse was enough. Who says sex has to involve physical contact
?
I adjusted our position so we were facing each other. I put one arm around her neck to hold her steady, while the other continued to work on her vulva. She could also hold my penis and continue the action. My labia majora, labia minora, anus—I teased and stimulated her relentlessly, finally stopping at her most prominent feature—her clitoris.
Sometimes I rotated it, sometimes I pressed it, sometimes I rubbed it left and right, sometimes I flicked it up and down. But my fingers never entered her vagina. At this point, she was completely disoriented. She bit her lip, panting, her body sweating, writhing and twitching. Her clitoris contracted and trembled, her entire vulva was overflowing. I knew she had several orgasms! (Thank goodness she didn't squirt, otherwise I wouldn't know how to clean my car.) This made her involuntarily stroke my penis harder—

oh, so good! It feels so good! (I was ecstatic too) I saw her get up and take my penis into her mouth, moving it up and down rapidly, sucking me until I felt a tingling sensation~

It's coming~ It's coming~ I'm going to cum~ I'm cumming~ Oh~ Oh~ (Just with her relentless efforts, my penis climaxed and ejaculated again~

Mmm~ (This time she didn't spit it out, but slowly and gently continued to suck and lick my penis. Could it be...?

You... swallowed it? (She ignored me and continued doing her own thing. After a while...

Hmm~ It should be clean now! The taste is okay! (She said this after leaving my penis...

You're amazing! You swallowed my hundreds of offspring?

I didn't want to get up to get tissues! So I ate it~

You~ (I hugged her and kissed her passionately again

. Oh no! It's almost 10 o'clock! (I suddenly realized that I had been so engrossed in enjoying myself that I forgot the time... Just then I heard a sound) The phone rang…

Hello! Dad? (She quickly found the phone and answered) Oh~ no! I asked the driver to take me to the bookstore to buy something, and it's raining so hard now, so I'll go home after I buy it~ Bye! (She gave a simple and quick explanation, her reaction was pretty fast! I felt much relieved.)

You're really good! Your mind works so fast!

Otherwise, you would think I'm stupid, right? (She pretended to hit me again… Suddenly she saw our naked lower bodies, paused for a moment, and then laughed shyly.)

Okay! Let's get dressed and go home! Your underwear is still wet… (I took the opportunity to hug her and touched her vulva and peach buttocks again…

I won't wear it, I'm going to take a shower as soon as I get home, it doesn't matter!
You wash it for me…) (Laughing

? Really?

What do you think? I'll get it from you.) (She threw the underwear at me…) After getting dressed and tidying up, we agreed that this matter must never be revealed… Time to go home! Looking forward to when she would come to get the underwear…

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