The Third Night 12

The third night
(6000 words)
The clock struck ten, and the night deepened, but Old You was wide awake. Normally, this would have been his bedtime long ago,
but tonight, for some reason, he felt unbearably hot and restless. Actually, Old You knew why. It started when he saw Xiao Ling's full breasts and those two little points under her pajamas during dinner. However, Xiao Ling never wore a bra at home, saying it was good for her breast health. Although it was a bit too stimulating for Old You, a widow for many years, he had long since gotten used to it. However, seeing her again tonight, Lao You couldn't help but recall that stormy night last week, that incredibly blissful night.
Lao You, in truth, had little experience in that area. He married at 20, and back then, young men were still shy about sex. He hadn't enjoyed himself with his wife many times before she became pregnant. Later, after giving birth to his son, whom he was incredibly proud of and to whom he poured his life's blood, his wife left him. She hadn't remarried since, and
Lao You's experience was practically nonexistent. Therefore, he couldn't discern Xiao Ling's true feelings. Was she pitying him? Or did she have feelings for him? Or was she simply seeking comfort out of fear? But one thing was certain: Xiao Ling didn't resist...
As winter passed and Xiao Ling wore less clothing, Lao You was surprised to find that Xiao Ling never wore underwear at home. However, when he subtly brought it up with his son, his son explained that wearing underwear for too long was bad for one's health, and besides, it wasn't a problem at home. He could only accept it.
Then, a few nights later, when Lao You went to the bathroom, he unexpectedly saw Xiao Ling wearing only a thin nightgown. The first time, Xiaoling screamed and ran back to her room, quickly closing the door, leaving Lao You dumbfounded. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, the two scarlet points on her chest and the dark patch below were still deeply etched in his mind. However, Xiaoling was much calmer the next few times. The most recent time, she even stood and chatted with Lao You for a few words, making Lao You so embarrassed that he didn't know where to look. Of course, the last time was about two months ago, but strangely, these things seemed to always happen on weekends?
After that day last week, the two of them tacitly kept quiet about it, as if it had never happened. But tonight, Xiaoling seemed to sense something was wrong. Her face was flushed throughout dinner, and she went to her room early after finishing.
Lao You felt his body getting hotter and hotter, and his lower body was erect. Looking towards the door at the end of the corridor, he saw light shining through the crack. She usually went to bed around nine o'clock, so why wasn't she asleep tonight? Was something wrong? Finding a reason to convince himself, Old You quietly walked towards the door. With each step, his heart raced, his head throbbed, and his limbs felt like they didn't belong to him.
Reaching the door, he could clearly hear the sound of the television inside. Xiao Ling must still be watching TV. Old You stood there for a moment, composed himself, and gently turned the doorknob. The doorknob turned silently; the door wasn't locked! Although he had expected it, Old You was still overjoyed.
The door quietly opened, and a cool breeze blew in. The air conditioner was on. Xiao Ling, dressed in her pajamas and covered with a thin blanket, was watching TV on the bed. Seeing Old You enter, Xiao Ling blushed and softly called out, "Dad, you're still awake?"
Old You's face also flushed. He said, "Not asleep. I came to see what you were doing. Are you hungry? Want a midnight snack?"
As he spoke, Old You walked to the bedside. This was the third time he had entered this room. The moment he reached the bedside, Old You felt his heart pounding as if it were about to burst out of his chest, like he was in a dream. Although the room was cool, his back was drenched in sweat.
Xiao Ling shook her head: "I'm not hungry. I'm watching a TV series. It's really good."
Old You said "Oh," and stood by the bed to look. The TV was showing a Korean romance drama, which was Xiao Ling's favorite, but Old You had absolutely no interest in it. Although he wasn't interested, Lao You still pretended to be interested and stood by the bed watching. Xiao Ling was explaining the plot to him, and Lao You could only respond with "uh-huhs," but he wasn't really watching or listening at all. His mind was completely focused on the goddess on the bed, and the fragrance wafting from her nose made him even more intoxicated.
After a while, Lao You suddenly heard a very soft voice: "Don't stand there, sit down and watch."
Lao You was startled and turned his head to look. Xiao Ling was still focused on watching TV and didn't turn to look at him, but her flushed face completely betrayed her.
Lao You scanned the room. Apart from a small stool in front of the dressing table on the other side of the bed, there were no other chairs in the room. Was he supposed to sit on the bed?
Old You muttered, "These pants are dirty from sitting outside."
Xiao Ling turned her head but didn't say anything, just gave him a reproachful look before turning back.
After a short pause, Old You gritted his teeth, took off his shorts, climbed onto the bed, and sat half-sitting next to Xiao Ling, pulling the air-conditioning blanket over his thighs. The slippery touch on his legs confirmed that Xiao Ling wasn't wearing pajama bottoms. Old You turned to look at the goddess beside him.
Xiao Ling was a petite girl, only about 155 cm tall, with a small face, beautiful skin, and
no blemishes. Looking down, a large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed at her neckline, and through the gap between the two buttons on her chest, a small patch of breast could be glimpsed. Ling's breasts weren't particularly large, just small enough to be grasped in one hand, but they were very firm and supple. Old You seemed to see those two little cuties being kneaded and deformed by his hands again.
Old You watched without restraint, his legs completely pressed against Ling's. Ling remained focused on the TV, her face growing increasingly red, but her legs didn't move away from
Old You. He felt his blood rush to his head, his head feeling like it was about to explode, and his lower body was incredibly hard. His heart was pounding again, as if it would jump out of his chest. Finally, Old You turned around and pulled the goddess in front of him into his arms. Ling only gave a soft "hmm" and obediently leaned against him.
Although Old You was very excited, he still remembered the goddess's previous teaching. He lowered his head and kissed the earlobe of the beauty in his arms. The goddess let out a soft "ah." Old You's kisses traveled down her skin to her face, then to her neck and chest, leaving light red marks. He heard the goddess's rapid breathing in his ear. Old You raised his head and saw Xiao Ling with her eyes closed, her face flushed, and her chest heaving rapidly.
Old You lowered his head and gently took her cherry lips into his mouth, his tongue skillfully probing inside, hooking the small, fragrant tongue hidden within. The two tongues intertwined tirelessly.
This kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time, until the goddess's hands gently pushed against Old You's chest, and Old You raised his head again. Xiao Ling gently scolded, "Are you trying to suffocate me?"
Old You smiled awkwardly, and after Xiao Ling's breathing had calmed down a bit, he kissed her again. After kissing several times, Lao You's hand quietly slid down Xiao Ling's shoulder, taking a small, adorable breast into his grasp through her clothes and gently kneading it.
Lao You felt even hotter, so he took off his shirt and softly asked, "Are you hot too?"
"Mmm..."
Lao You reached out to unbutton Xiao Ling's pajamas. This was the first time he had ever unbuttoned Xiao Ling's clothes in front of his eyes.
Lao You's hands trembled uncontrollably. What should have been easy buttons took him a lot of effort to unbutton. He heard a "plop" sound by his ear. Lao You looked up and saw Xiao Ling looking at him with her eyes open, full of playful teasing. Lao You was even more excited and immediately pounced on her to kiss her again. With
great effort, Lao You finally unbuttoned all the buttons. He reached through her clothes with his right hand and lifted Xiao Ling's body, while his left hand pulled the clothes off. Xiao Ling's small, adorable breasts were finally in sight again, all white, two peaks proudly standing high, with two bright red cherries protruding from their peaks.
Old You put a cherry in his mouth, licked it for a while, and then sucked on it, making the cherry stand even more erect. His right hand grasped the other breast, and with each change of his touch, the breast changed shape. His left hand wasn't idle either, reaching down to gently caress Xiao Ling's panties. The panties were smooth, like Xiao Ling's skin.
Xiao Ling moaned softly, her breathing becoming more rapid. As Old You moved, a spot on the panties gradually became wet, and Old You's left hand gently rubbed it there. Xiao Ling's moans grew louder.
Old You's kisses continued downwards, past the ribs, past the small navel, and reached the lower abdomen. Finally, Old You could no longer endure it; he felt his lower body was so hard it felt like it was about to burst. He stopped, raised his head again, and looked at Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling opened her eyes, nodded slightly, and softly hummed in agreement . She
pulled back the covers, and what came into Old You's view was a pair of pink panties, very thin, clinging tightly to her body. Old You reached out and gently pulled down the sides of the underwear, his movements so tender, as if he were holding a fragile treasure. Taking off his own underwear was much easier; Old You practically ripped it off,
tracing the delicate legs upwards from the toes with kisses. The smooth skin fascinated him, feeling like silk to the touch. Beyond the thighs, Old You's eyes fell upon a patch of pubic hair, unkempt and somewhat disheveled. Further down was the alluring pink vulva, the labia majora slightly parted, with a few drops of moisture in the center. Old You kissed her pubic hair, feeling a slight itch on his face
. "Ah! No, don't kiss there."
"Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle."
"No, it's dirty there, don't kiss it."
"Okay, okay."
Spreading her delicate legs apart with his own, Old You moved his lower body closer, his hands holding her slender waist. His lower body slid gently against Xiao Ling's vulva, and by feeling, he pressed against a recessed area, slowly pushing in. With a soft moan, he was fully inside, their lower bodies pressed tightly together. The familiar tightness and warmth made Old You cry out in pleasure.
Xiao Ling opened her eyes in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing, it's just too comfortable."
The beauty in his arms shyly punched his hand, closed her eyes again, and said, "Turn off the light."
"No, I want to look at you properly. I didn't get a good look the last few times."
"Nonsense, I didn't get enough of you last morning."
"You're so beautiful, I can never get enough of you!"
"So you're quite the smooth talker too. What's so beautiful about me? I'm just an ordinary-looking girl, short and not very tall."
Old You chuckled sheepishly. He couldn't believe he'd become so eloquent, but he continued, "In my eyes, you're much prettier than any celebrity, and you have a kind heart. I also like petite girls like you; you give off a feeling of wanting to gently protect you."
Xiao Ling opened her eyes again, her gaze filled with deep affection as she stared into Old You's eyes: "Really?"
Old You looked into those captivating eyes, as if he were about to fall into that affectionate gaze: "Yes."
Hearing these familiar words, the face before him gradually overlapped with another somewhat similar face. Xiao Ling closed her eyes again, saying nothing more, but her hands grasped Old You's arms, gently pulling him down. With the force of the pull, Old You fell down, landing on top of Xiao Ling. He felt... His heart seemed to be intoxicated. Holding the goddess tightly in his arms, Lao You began to slowly thrust in and out. The foreplay was plentiful, and Xiao Ling's vagina was very wet, which made Lao You's movements easier. Lao You's movements gradually became faster, and the resulting pleasure became more and more intense. The water kept making gurgling sounds from below.
Lao You stared intently at that beautiful little face. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were slightly parted. She let out soft moans with Lao You's movements.
Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly opened slowly, and after meeting Lao You's gaze, she quickly closed them again.
Lao You's movements became even more vigorous. Xiao Ling's moans changed from "hmm" to "ah," and her lips opened even wider.
After a few minutes, Xiao Ling suddenly let out a high-pitched moan. She hugged Lao You tightly with both hands, her body trembling incessantly. Her vagina seemed to convulse, tightly enveloping Lao You's penis and gently undulating. Old You found it increasingly difficult to move, so he increased the force of his movements
. "No, don't move, stop for a moment."
"Ah, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I've come."
"Huh?"
Xiao Ling looked at the bewildered Old You and explained softly, "I just had an orgasm. Girls need to rest after an orgasm, and moving around at this time can be uncomfortable."
"Oh, should I come first?"
"No need, I'll rest for a bit."
Old You said "oh," although he didn't fully understand, he knew he needed to stop. So he leaned down and kissed her red lips.
After a while, Xiao Ling turned her head, avoiding Old You's kiss: "It's okay."
Old You was slightly taken aback, then understood, and his lower body immediately began to move with all his might, thrusting vigorously. The large bed began to shake, and the bed frame and Xiaoling groaned together. Xiaoling shook violently, her breasts also swaying violently.
The cute appearance of the girl beneath him, frowning and moaning softly, and the violent shaking under his intense impact, gave Lao You a strong visual impact. The pleasure in his lower body became more and more intense, and a faint tingling sensation came from his sacrum. Old You knew he was about to ejaculate. He leaned down, slipped his hands under Xiao Ling's armpits, gripped her shoulders tightly, and rested his chin on her left shoulder. His lower body heaved more violently,
accompanied by a low growl. Old You felt pleasure rapidly spread throughout his body. The thick semen that had been stored up for a week gushed out from his urethra, shooting deep into Xiao Ling's body. The two embraced tightly, as if there was no gap between their bodies. After
a long while, Old You felt his penis shrinking, as if it was about to slip out.
Xiao Ling opened her eyes and said, "Get the tissues from the bedside table."
Old You quickly reached over and took the tissues. As he did so, Xiao Ling's brows furrowed again. Old You slowly pulled his penis out, feeling the slippery, wet sensation gradually disappear. Then he saw the cloudy semen gushing from the opening and flowing onto the tissues on the bed. Xiaoling sat up and began wiping herself. She glanced at Lao You, who was staring intently, and scolded, "Pervert!"
Lao You chuckled sheepishly and quickly turned away, but then heard a gasp. Turning back, he saw that her lower body was soaked. Xiaoling glared at Lao You, then ignored him, got up, went into the bathroom,
turned off the TV and main light, and turned on the bedside lamp. Lao You lay back down, staring at the wedding photo on the wall. The excitement and satisfaction he had felt earlier gradually faded, replaced by a growing sense of guilt. A chill ran through him. He gritted his teeth, pulled the covers over himself, and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the sight. A soft
thud followed, and the bedroom plunged into darkness. As the bed gently swayed, a warm, fragrant body slipped into the covers. Lao You pulled the naked body into his arms, and the two fell into a deep sleep
…
"Hmm? Why is it here again?"
"Hehe, it's hard again."
"Oh, no, you've already come over once tonight."
"It's alright, Dad's perfectly healthy."
"But you just came last week..."
"It's been a week, it's fine, look how energetic Dad is."
"Mmm, ah, be gentle."
The sounds of the bed and Xiaoling's moans echoed again in the darkness, accompanied by Lao You's heavy breathing
.
Lao You was in a very good mood. Although Xiaoling firmly rejected his idea of having sex again in the morning, he didn't care, after all, Xiaoling's reasons were quite valid. However, he didn't believe those reasons. Although he was called Lao You, he was actually only in his forties, but the years had made him look older, and the villagers and his students used this to express their respect for him. Lao Wan didn't feel that his physical strength was any different from when he was young, and he was even stronger than his son who lacked exercise.
Thinking of his son, Lao You felt a sharp pain in his heart. Today was Thursday, and his son would be back tomorrow night. What would his son do if he found out about this? Just thinking about it made Lao You feel terrified. Old You had long ago decided to keep this secret and protect this happy family.
That morning, when he hesitantly told Xiao Ling his decision, her meaningful smile, or rather, mockery, made him blush deeply. Fortunately, Xiao Ling agreed, which calmed his anxiety.
Thinking back to before leaving the bedroom, he saw Xiao Ling staring blankly ahead, probably at the wedding photo on the wall. As he closed the door, he heard a faint sigh. Old You decided that if Xiao Ling resisted, he would end the relationship immediately. But should he give up voluntarily? Old You sighed and shook his head.
(To be continued)
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