[A Romantic Encounter Upon Returning Home] [Author: Wang Lin] [Part 1] [To be continued]

Chapter 1

A Mercedes-Benz 2000 sped along the Beijing-Harbin Expressway, rows of trees, buildings, and fields flashing past. The driver paid no attention to these sights; his thoughts were already on his long-lost hometown!

This was my personal car. Due to my excellent work performance in the first seven months, which generated 2 million yuan in profit for the company, the general manager was especially kind, granting me a month-long vacation to escape the summer heat. All expenses during this period would be covered by the company. Because I had been feeling very homesick lately, I decided to drive myself to visit my long-lost hometown.

After driving through Shenyang, Changchun, and Harbin for 24 consecutive hours, I was extremely exhausted; my back felt like it couldn't bend. Finally, at 8:30 the next morning, I arrived in Daqing, where my college sweetheart works. I

found the largest hotel in the city, the Friendship Hotel, parked the car, booked a deluxe room, took a shower, ate something, and then lay down on the Simmons bed for a good night's sleep.

I woke up around 3 PM, quickly tidied up, and called my college sweetheart's workplace: "Excuse me, is this No. 101 Middle School? I'd like to see Teacher Zhang Min." A man answered, his voice a little hoarse, but very polite: "Okay, please wait a moment!" After a while, a familiar voice came through the phone: "This is Zhang Min, who is this?" "Wang Lin, currently staying in room 303 of the Friendship Hotel."

"Is it really you? What are you doing here?" Her voice was a little excited.

"Oh, yes, my company manager gave me a month's leave, I'm going back to my hometown to visit, and I'm passing through here, so I stopped to see you. Can you come out? I'll treat you to dinner!" "The big boss has come all this way, I have to squeeze in time even if I don't have it! Wait for me, I'll arrange things at home and at work, I should be able to get to your place around 5 PM." She replied with a slightly joking tone.

"Okay, see you in a bit!"

I quickly got ready, combed my hair, polished my shoes, ordered food, and even went to a health product store in the city to buy a box of aphrodisiac chewing gum, preparing to win her over tonight. My college sweetheart is actually just a friend (sexually speaking). We were very close in college, but never had a romantic relationship. And I was so naive back then, I didn't understand sex at all, I didn't even know women have breasts that are much larger than men's!

A year after graduation, we briefly had a relationship, but we only met once, shook hands, and didn't even have a chance to kiss. It all ended because my current lover appeared at the same time! So my first goal upon returning home this time was to get the body of my long-deserved sweetheart.

At approximately 5:03 PM, there were three rhythmic knocks on the door.

"Please come in!" I said, standing up and walking towards the door. She pushed the door open and came in. I quickly reached out and took her hands, momentarily speechless. We looked at each other. She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a black tight-fitting mini-skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and white high-heeled sandals. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, and a shy smile graced her oval face. At 1.65 meters tall, she looked elegant in this simple business attire!

Her slender figure was undeniably sexy; if true, her bust size was probably 35 centimeters.

She broke the silence first: "I'm here, but you won't let me sit down! There's something on my face, you keep staring!" "Yes, yes, please sit down. I'm so happy I forgot everything. Seeing you today, your beauty hasn't faded at all; you've gained a mature charm!" I said, not without flattery.

"Why are you being so cheeky? You used to be so honest! I'm old now, what's the point of being pretty anymore! I'm so sorry to have you prepare a meal for me!" "It's nothing. If it weren't for this opportunity, I wouldn't be able to invite you even if I wanted to! Come on, you must be hungry after a long day at work. Let's eat and chat." We sat down at the table, and I opened a bottle of Moutai, poured two glasses, and said, "We haven't seen each other for fifteen years. Let's toast to our reunion!" We drank and talked, and before we knew it, the bottle of Moutai was gone. Around 6:30 PM, we were full and called the waiter to clear the table. I turned on the stereo.

Her face was flushed, and her steps were a little unsteady, but she still sang along enthusiastically with me. "Heart Rain" couldn't express all our longing, and "Late Love" opened the floodgates of our emotions. I peeled a piece of chewing gum and put it in her mouth, and we embraced and danced a little to the melodious music. After a while, her face became even redder and hotter, and her breathing became more rapid. She exclaimed, "It's so hot!" "Shall we rest for a while?" I asked.

She nodded, so I turned off the stereo, pulled her to the bed, and said, "Come on, take off your coat so it doesn't get wrinkled! That way you'll feel cooler!" "No, I'm not wearing a bra. If I take it off, you'll see my body. No other man besides my husband has ever seen my body!" Her eyes looked at me passionately, and her rapid breathing made her chest rise and fall. It wasn't so much that she was preventing me from undressing, but rather that she was seducing me!

"Am I not your first husband? Be good, listen to me! I love you so much, you know? I dream about you all the time! You are my first love, but I've never even seen my lover's body, it's so sad! Don't you like me?" "I do like you, but..."

"No buts, what era are we living in? Don't be so conservative. Don't worry, I won't break up your family! Come on, baby!" As I spoke, I pulled her over and started unbuttoning her shirt one button at a time. She only symbolically resisted for a moment. I took off her shirt, revealing a thin, white cotton bra with shoulder straps underneath. Her two erect nipples formed two small buds at the top of the bra. I pushed her upper body up slightly, unhooked the bra from behind, pulled it off her arms, and threw it on the floor.

As expected, her breasts were genuine—full, white, and soft, reminiscent of ripe tropical fruit. They possessed a thrilling elasticity. At the tips of her breasts stood two slightly purplish nipples, each the size of a peanut, surrounded by a ring of small, bean-sized buds, like stars surrounding the moon. The breasts were deep and alluring, perfect for breast play. The only flaw was their slight sagging; after all, she was nearly 40!

I should have enjoyed this 15 years ago, and today I finally had my wish fulfilled. Excitedly, I hugged her tightly, my tongue naturally darting into her mouth, parting her teeth, and engaging in a passionate tongue battle. Perhaps it was the alcohol, perhaps the chewing gum, or perhaps a rekindled old flame, but this dignified, traditional woman abandoned her reserve, responding passionately to my kisses. For a full five minutes, we were both a little breathless before finally separating. We held each other, gazing at each other for a while, before she shyly lowered her head.

"Come on, baby, lie down first, let me take off your skirt, I want to have a good look at you!" I said.

"What's there to see? Women are all the same!"

Although she said that, she still obediently lay back on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. I crouched down and stood up, concealing my erection, and came between her legs, kneeling on the floor. I reached out and untied her skirt. She cooperated by lifting her buttocks, and I easily pulled the skirt off her buttocks, letting it fall to the floor.

Now she was only wearing a pink thong, small and see-through. The front of the thong just covered her private area, and a few stubborn pubic hairs peeked out from the sides of the thong. A cleavage could be vaguely seen in the middle. The thong became a line at the back of her buttocks, tightly digging into her buttocks. I never expected that she, with her dignified and beautiful appearance, would wear such sexy underwear!

I stared at her for a while. Although she was very excited, she was still shy and closed her eyes because it was her first time having an affair. I reached out and grabbed the top of her panties again. With a little cooperation, she took off her panties and spread her legs apart. Looking closely, the vulva of a mature woman was displayed in front of me.

Her lower abdomen lacked the excess fat common in women; its flatness accentuated her mons pubis, which rose like a steamed bun, covered with black pubic hair that extended downwards in an inverted triangle shape. Strangely enough, there was no hair at the junction of the labia majora and minora. The labia majora were quite thick and white, while the labia minora were hidden inside and not visible at all. Although her legs were slightly apart, her labia majora remained tightly closed, with only a slit visible from the outside. Judging from this alone, one would think she was still a virgin!

I reached out with both hands and pried open her labia majora, revealing a completely different scene inside. The entire groove was a deep red, and her clitoris, about the size of a soybean, was hard and erect from excitement, peeking out from the surrounding tender skin. Below that was the urethral opening, about the size of a millet grain, barely visible. And below that was her vaginal opening. I pulled it open forcefully, revealing a large, round hole the size of a glass marble. I could see the mucous membrane inside, indicating that it must be quite spacious. Gushes of vaginal fluid were slowly flowing out. Needless to say, she was very excited and ready to make love!

Seeing this, my penis got incredibly hard, so I quickly took off my bathrobe, which only contained a pair of shorts, and took those off too. My penis immediately sprang out, pointing forward at a 90-degree angle. I forgot to mention, I'm of average appearance, but I have a weapon I'm very proud of: it's 15 inches long when erect, the glans is the size of a child's fist, and there's a protruding lump at the urethral opening, about the size of a peanut, like a tumor. I used to be troubled by this and went to several large hospitals for checkups. The specialists all said it was normal, and that others were envious! Sure enough, it really brought me a lot of benefits in our subsequent sex life!

Now I'm naked too. Naked, I look at her, equally naked, and reach out to take her hands, teasing her, saying, "Amin, why is your lower part different from others? Is something wrong?" She panicked upon hearing this and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?" I pulled her up forcefully, saying, "If you don't believe me, look for yourself. Why is your little pussy wet?"

Chapter 2

Coincidentally, as soon as she sat up, before she could even look down, her face touched my penis, almost slipping into her mouth. She glanced at my penis and exclaimed, "How come yours is so big? If I put it in, it'll kill me!" Then, hearing my words, she felt ashamed, scared, anxious, and a little longing. She quickly lowered her head and said shyly, "I missed you, so I got wet down there!" "Really? What did you miss about me? Tell me, my little darling!" "Don't even mention it!

Your thing is terrifying. If it doesn't go all the way into my belly, I don't want it anymore!" She said coquettishly, shaking her shoulders.

"Okay, fine, no way. Can I at least have a kiss from your brother first?" With that, I pushed her back and climbed up on top of her. We landed on the bed together, and I ended up on top of her. "Brother's bad, brother's bad!" She lightly punched my back with her two little fists. It was more like she was being affectionate than hitting me!

I kissed her ear first, then her lips, and then focused on her breasts. Even though she was lying on her back, her breasts were still bulging. My tongue circled around her nipples, slowly climbing to the peaks. I took her left nipple and areola into my mouth and slowly sucked and gently bit her nipple. At the same time, my right thumb and forefinger pinched and squeezed her right nipple. Occasionally, I would use my whole hand to grasp most of her right breast and knead it a few times. Before long, she started panting.

I conquered her breasts, then slid down her flat stomach, pausing briefly at her cup-shaped navel before reaching her crotch. My penis slid across her thighs, making her shudder and spread her legs wide. I began my focused attack on her plump little pussy.

Because her legs were spread wide apart, her labia majora were already separated, and her vagina was still wet. I first licked and sucked her vaginal fluid, which had a slightly pungent smell. Then my tongue slid upwards, past her urethra, and stopped at her clitoris. I focused on licking, sucking, and gently biting, and her moans immediately increased. She cried out, "Yes, that's it! Oh, it feels so good! Harder! Harder!" While my mouth was busy, my hands were not idle either. I first extended my index and middle fingers with my right hand and rubbed them around her vaginal opening a few times. Then I slowly rotated them and inserted them into her vagina. It was indeed very wide inside. I reached out with my left hand and rubbed her breasts. With all three methods working at once, her pleasure accumulated and increased. Her moans grew louder and louder, and her body kept twisting slightly. She cried out intermittently, "So good...so good! Brother, how come you know how to play like this! Faster...faster!" At this point, I had increased to four fingers, moving in and out of her vagina, and I was trying to insert my thumb as well.

Perhaps because she had given birth, although her vagina was still tight, there was enough space inside to fit a fist. I curled my fingers together and slowly rotated them as I inserted and withdrew, each time the tip touched her cervix. I gently bit her clitoris with my tongue, and pinched her nipples hard with my left hand to distract her. I pulled my right hand out to her vaginal opening, and then suddenly thrust it in with all my might, yelling, "Fuck your rotten cunt!" My entire palm was thrust into her vagina in one go.

"Oh my god, what's that? It hurts so much!" she cried out, her voice trembling with pain.

"Don't be nervous, baby, relax your muscles, you'll feel better soon!" I comforted her, my hand remaining still inside her vagina, while my tongue and left hand continued to caress her clitoris and nipples.

After a while, she calmed down, panting, and said, "Fuck your mother, how could you be so cruel? Are you trying to kill me?" I knew she had gotten used to it, and I laughed and replied, "What are you going to use to fuck me? Your little cunt with only an eye? Let me fuck your mother, that's more like it. Didn't you see? I have a big cock, your mother will definitely like it!" "Bullshit!" she cursed back, but I saw a glint of excitement in her eyes. It seemed she might like mild violence, and this discovery excited me immensely.

My hands and mouth were busy, especially my right hand, which began to slowly wriggle inside her cunt. She started moaning loudly again, seemingly forgetting the pain from before. Her cunt walls tightly gripped my palm. I slowly changed from wriggling to slow thrusting. When I pulled my wrist out, I pulled out a ring of muscles from inside her cunt, like a fleshy ring. When I inserted it, even her labia minora were pulled in quite a bit.

As I thrust in and out, the speed gradually increased, and her moans suddenly grew louder, like shouts: "Fuck your mother, faster! Faster, I'm coming! I'm fucking your grandma, it feels so good!" I knew she was about to cum, so I cursed back: "You slut, I'll fuck you to pieces, and I'll fuck your mother, your daughter, and you rotten cunt, I'll fuck three generations of you!" As I cursed, I pulled my right hand out of her vagina, then quickly and forcefully thrust it in, all the way to my wrist, and clenched my fist inside her, repeatedly pounding her cervix, while biting her clitoris hard with my teeth, and pinching her nipples frantically with my left hand. Suddenly, I felt her whole body tremble violently, and she screamed: "I'm coming, I'm coming! I'm fucking your mother, it feels so good!!" A stream of vaginal fluid sprayed onto my right fist.

After a while, she finally caught her breath and lay lazily on the bed. I pulled my right hand out and lay down next to her, looking at her. She had a shy expression on her face, her eyes were hazy, and beads of sweat were seeping from her body. It was hard to imagine that the usually dignified, even somewhat arrogant, teacher could be so wild in bed!

I asked her how she felt, and she said, "This is the happiest release I've ever had in my life. I don't know why, but when you scold me and use a little violence, I get really excited. When I'm excited, I like to swear. You don't look down on me, do you?" "Of course not, this is normal. It's just that you haven't been developed yet! To be honest, swearing when excited, and even adding a little violence, is something I've always wanted to do, but it's hard to find someone who shares that interest! What happened just now was only the prelude. Didn't you see that my penis is still not used? Just wait and enjoy it. I'll make you remember this for the rest of your life!" "Really? I'm so happy!" Her eyes shone with excitement again!

"Of course, when have I ever lied to you? Come on, look how sweaty you are. Go wash up in the bathroom and get ready to get fucked!" I said, pulling her up.

Hearing my words, she blushed and walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, I opened my "toolbox." Let me briefly introduce my toolbox: it mainly contains various sex toys. It includes all sorts of dildos, urinary catheters, lubricant, medical needles, enema kits, anal plugs, sterilization tools, hooks, straps, and even a pair of handcuffs and leg irons. This toolbox clearly reflects my hobbies!

Over the years, I've observed that

men around 20 years old, seeking women for release and ejaculation as their goal, will find satisfaction regardless of the woman's appearance or age, as long as she has a vagina. They'll even be satisfied if someone digs a hole in a gourd and inserts their penis! Men in this age group have strong sexual desires, their impulses outweigh their reason, and to achieve their goals, they often disregard the consequences, easily committing crimes like rape!

Men around 30 years old are fully mature and often seek multi-faceted stimulation, balancing physical and psychological needs. Having experienced the allure of middle-aged women, they might crave the virginity of a young schoolgirl; familiar with the dark pubic hair of Eastern women, they might explore the blonde or white pubic hair of Western women; nuns, village girls, models, celebrities, even the hairless pubic hair of girls under 10 and the withered pubic hair of women over 70—if possible, they'd like to try them all. However, men in this age group are generally more rational, thoughtful, and cautious, and are unlikely to commit crimes easily.

Men around 40 years old experience a decline in sexual ability, but their psychological needs increase dramatically. They place greater emphasis on psychological satisfaction, focusing most of their energy on the process rather than the result. They continue the multi-faceted stimulation of their 30s, while actively exploring various sexual methods and seeking a perverse (as many believe, especially women) form of sexual satisfaction, such as S&M, bondage, sadism, homosexuality, incest, child fetishism, voyeurism, etc. This age group generally does not commit sexual crimes.

As for the psychology of men around 50 years old and above, I can't know since I haven't reached that age yet.

But I digress. Back to the point, I took out an enema tube, an anal plug, and lubricant from my toolbox.

The enema tube was homemade; it was a transparent plastic tube, about the same thickness as a gas stove pipe, with a water tap inserted at the top and a 10cm long, thumb-thick hard plastic tube attached to the bottom, with a smooth tip.

The anal plug was purchased, exquisitely crafted from rhinoceros horn, shaped like a "ga" (a child's toy, usually made from a piece of wood no more than 8cm long, sharpened at both ends). One end was short and thick, the other thin and long, with the largest diameter in the middle. It came in three sizes: large, medium, and small. When inserted into the anus, the thickest part in the middle fits perfectly into the circular muscle at the anal opening, preventing contents from leaking out.

I took a medium-sized one and the enema tube, and headed to the bathroom with my erect penis.

I pushed open the door and saw her showering. Clear, warm water, like a small waterfall, sprayed down her head, flowing over her face and neck, climbing up her full, white breasts, gathering at her nipples to form two small streams, then flowing down her flat stomach, sinking into her vulva. Strands of pubic hair carried the water into her slit, then down her long legs, splashing onto the tiled floor. Her long, flowing hair obediently clung to her back. She was kneading her full breasts with one hand, while the other hand traced her groin. Through the misty steam, she looked like a modern-day Venus!

"How's it going? All clean?" I asked, placing my toiletries on the sink.

"Almost done. Aren't you going to wash up?" she asked.

"I washed thoroughly before you came. Your outside is clean, but the inside is definitely not. Let me help you!" She blushed and said, "You silly girl, what's with all this 'inside' and 'outside' stuff!" "Of course it is! Only when you're clean inside and out will you have more fun later! Listen to me, you can't go wrong. Come here, put your hands on the edge of the tub, stick your butt out, and spread your legs slightly!" I said, pulling her over.

She glanced at me, a little surprised, "What's going on!" she retorted, but still did as I said.

Chapter 3

I went behind her, spread her buttocks apart with both hands, revealing her deep purple anus. I rubbed it a few times, and her anus contracted several times. Then I took some lubricant and applied it around her anus. After a quick slurp, I inserted my right index finger. She jolted, looking very nervous, and said, "What are you doing? It feels so strange, I need to poop!" "Don't be nervous, I'm going to clean you up inside. You won't be able to hold it in a while!" I said, moving my finger in and out a few times. Then I took the enema tube, aimed the bottom at her anus, and slowly rotated it as I inserted it. Because it was sufficiently lubricated, it didn't take much effort to insert the entire 10-centimeter hard plastic tube into her rectum.

I asked her if it hurt, and she said it didn't hurt, but it felt strange. I turned on the tap, adjusted the water temperature to be warm but not hot, and then attached the end of the enema tube to the tap. At first, it was a thin stream, and I could see the water slowly flowing into her anus through the transparent tube. After she got used to it, I gradually increased the water pressure, and the flow became noticeably faster.

"Ouch, it's so bloated! Stop it, I can't take it, I need to poop!" she cried.

"Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon!" I said, holding her buttocks.

The water was still flowing, so I turned the pressure to the maximum, and the flow became faster again. She groaned in discomfort. After a while, the flow stopped, the pressure inside and outside was equal, and it was temporarily still. I took out the anal plug, and as soon as I pulled out the enema tube, I immediately aimed the larger end of the anal plug at her anus and forcefully inserted it.

She yelled, "Ouch, fuck your mother, it hurts so much!" I helped her stand up. Her abdomen was noticeably swollen, like she was three months pregnant. I led her around the room a few times, and I could clearly hear her stomach gurgling. She kept saying she needed to defecate. I told her to hold it for a few more minutes before letting her onto the bedpan. As soon as I pulled out the anal plug, a stream of yellow liquid spurted out, almost hitting my face. She let out a long sigh of relief.

After that, I gave her an enema twice. The second time, I added some glycerin to dissolve any remaining stool. The third time, the liquid that came out was clear water, which meant it was clean inside. Then I cleaned and disinfected the enema tube, inserted it into her vagina, and rinsed it several times. Finally, we both lathered up with shower gel and took a shower. I carried her out of the bathroom and put her on the bed.

We lay on our sides on the bed. My hands caressed her breasts, and her hands held my penis. We looked at each other, and she looked shy. I decided to first arouse her with words.

"How many times a week do you and your husband have sex?" I asked.

"Don't even mention him. His thing is so thin and short, and it's all gone in no time. Before I can even react, he just falls asleep. That's how it is; we barely get to have sex once a week!" she complained.

"Poor thing, baby. No wonder you're so horny when you see me!" I teased playfully.

"You're the one who started it all! I've never done this before! You're so naughty!" she said, pinching my penis hard.

"How many holes has your husband fucked?" I asked.

"He doesn't have as many tricks as you. We just have normal intercourse. A few times I've sucked his penis," she answered shyly.

"Okay, let's start with oral sex!" I said, getting up and turning her around so her head was resting on the edge of the bed, while I stood on the floor.

"Today I'll teach you the first move, deep throat." As I said this, I brought my penis to her mouth, caressing one breast with each hand and kneading her nipples. She eagerly grasped my hard penis with her hand, took the glans into her mouth, and licked the head of my penis with her tongue.

"Yes, like that, squeeze harder, so good! I didn't expect you, this slut, to actually know how to lick!" I said, thrusting hard, my 15-inch penis going in halfway, hitting the back of her throat.

The reason I put her in this position was to make her mouth and throat almost in a straight line, which made penetration possible. I started by slowly thrusting in and out of her mouth, gradually increasing the speed. Drops of saliva dripped from her mouth, and she made soft moaning sounds. Each time I thrust, I touched the entrance to her throat. I told her to open her mouth wide, make a circle, and pull her teeth back.

I withdrew my hands to hold her head and slowly inserted again, but this time, after touching the entrance to her throat, I continued to push until I forced open the muscles in her throat. Then, with a sudden force, my penis was completely inside her mouth, at least five inches through her throat and into her esophagus. Her face contorted in extreme fear. She tried to scream but couldn't make a sound. After a few seconds, I pulled out. To be honest, I was afraid she would suffocate, so I lingered in her mouth for a moment before thrusting in deeply again.

Her head twisted violently, as if trying to break free, but because my hands were holding her, she couldn't move. Each time I pulled out, a painful sound escaped her lips. I ignored it and continued thrusting. The feeling of her throat and esophagus being tightly constricted was simply wonderful.

I felt the urge to ejaculate several times, but I desperately held back, wanting to prolong the pleasure. I changed my previous roughness, thrusting gently and slowly, savoring the wonderful feeling.

She stopped struggling, her expression returned to normal, and as her body relaxed, she seemed to enjoy it, which was evident in her excited eyes. This continued for several minutes.

I couldn't hold back any longer, thrusting deeply into her esophagus, my whole body trembling, shouting, "It's coming, it's coming, you slut, I'm going to fuck you to death, I've deflowered your throat! Catch it, you cunt!" And so, large gushes of semen sprayed directly into her stomach, spraying for a full half minute. Her face was flushed, but it was clear she was very excited.

I pulled out my gradually shrinking penis, letting her lick up the remaining semen, and asked, "How did it feel, baby?" "How did it feel? You scared me to death at first, fuck your old cunt! But to be honest, it felt pretty good later, especially when you ejaculated, I felt so good, and my pussy was flowing too!" she said excitedly.

"Really? Let me see!" I said, lifting her head, turning her around, and spreading her legs. Her vagina was still leaking fluid.

"Since you've swallowed my semen, I'll drink your vaginal fluid too!" With that, I climbed between her legs and licked her vaginal fluid, simultaneously stimulating her clitoris. She moaned in pleasure again. It seems my demure classmate is quite the slut.

"Your husband can't satisfy you, so how do you usually satisfy your sexual desires?" I asked.

She glanced at me shyly, hesitant to speak, but finally seemed to have made up her mind and mustered her courage to say, "To be honest, I started masturbating in high school, and I haven't been able to quit even after I got married. Now, sometimes my daughter helps me too!" Hearing that my college crush had such a long history of masturbation, especially since her daughter was involved, I was very excited. My previously limp penis gradually started to rise again, so I said, "Then how about you talk about your daughter while you masturbate for me? I'll let you experience something you've never tasted before!" "How could I? I've never done that in front of a man before, not even my husband!" she said shyly.

"Since we've already done it, what's there to be embarrassed about? How about I masturbate for you at the same time, baby?" I persuaded her.

"I'm already yours. Since you keep asking, I'll show you. Don't laugh at me!" Saying this, she alternately caressed her breasts with her left hand, kneading her nipples. Her right hand reached between her legs, spreading them wider. First, she pinched and rubbed her clitoris with her thumb and forefinger, then inserted her index and middle fingers into her vagina, switching to her thumb to press on the clitoris. After a few thrusts, she gradually inserted her ring and little fingers as well, thrusting rapidly for a while. Then she closed her legs, crossing them to trap her right hand, vigorously rubbing her clitoris with her thumb while her four fingers probed inside her vagina. Her left hand continued to knead her nipples. She

rolled and turned on the bed like this, moaning as she intermittently told me about her and her daughter. I held my penis in my hand, stroking it up and down, watching her masturbate and listening to her recount her experiences. The details are recorded below:

"One weekend a year ago, after dinner, my husband was invited to play mahjong. My daughter's classmate's parents had gone out and wouldn't be home all night, so she had to keep him company. My husband usually doesn't come home all night when he plays mahjong, so it looked like I'd be spending another lonely weekend. After getting ready, I took a shower, feeling very irritable, probably because my period was approaching. I went to bed early, before eight o'clock.

I usually wear pajamas to bed, with only a pair of panties underneath. Lying in bed, feeling restless, my hands naturally went to my breasts, and that familiar feeling returned. So I held one breast in each hand, stroking them through the pajamas, kneading my nipples—it felt really good.

After a while, I wasn't satisfied with just stroking them from the outside, so I simply took off the pajamas and panties. Anyway, no one would come. My genitals were already wet. I used my left hand to caress my breasts, and my right hand to..." I was busy, just like today, except that only three fingers were inserted that day. I groaned loudly, rolling around on the bed, gradually reaching climax, my mind filled with pleasure.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Mom, what's wrong? Are you sick? Why aren't you dressed?" I turned around and saw my daughter. I was stunned for a moment, feeling both ashamed and shocked. I forgot to cover myself, and my physical reaction plummeted from its peak. We looked at each other for a while before I stammered, "Why did you come back?" "Oh, my classmate's parents suddenly changed their plans and didn't go out, so I came back to sleep. When I came in, I heard groaning coming from Mom's bedroom. I thought Mom was sick, so I came in to check on her, but I didn't expect..." Looking at my daughter's frightened expression, several thoughts raced through my mind. In the end, I decided to face the problem and explain it to her. My daughter is old enough to understand!

"Come here, my sweet daughter, don't panic. Take off your coat and lie down next to Mom. Mom will tell you a secret!" I said gently.

My daughter nodded understandingly, took off her coat, leaving only her underwear, climbed onto the bed, and lay down beside me, asking, "Mommy, what happened just now? You seemed so comfortable!" "Yes, it really felt good. This is the secret I'm going to tell you: masturbation," I explained.

"What is masturbation?"

"Masturbation is using your own hands or a tool to caress areas that feel good, usually the breasts and vagina for women, to reach a state of ecstasy, followed by a gradual fatigue. Sometimes it can also be mutual masturbation, where two or more people caress each other to reach orgasm." As

I

spoke, I stroked her pert little breasts and asked, "Was it good?" "Great! I've never felt anything like that before!" my daughter said shyly.

"Then you help Mommy masturbate, and Mommy will be happy for you, okay?" "But I don't know how to do it!"

"It's okay, Mommy will teach you! First, get up and suck on Mommy's big breasts, just like when you were little, suck on one and hold the other with your hand!" My daughter obediently climbed up and repeated the actions she hadn't done in over ten years, her lips wrapped around her nipples, her teeth biting, and her other hand pinching and kneading her nipples.

My reaction, which had plummeted, began to rise again. I reached down with one hand to knead her clitoris and play with her vagina, while my other hand reached between my daughter's legs and caressed her vagina through her panties. My daughter moaned softly and wiggled her little butt to match my hand movements. Judging from her appearance, she'll definitely grow up to be a little slut. Like mother, like daughter!

As I thought about it, my physical reaction grew stronger and stronger. I cried out, "My good daughter, you're drinking Mommy's milk, Mommy feels so good! Come down and look at where you were born, Mommy's pussy is so empty, I want you to fuck Mommy!" My daughter slid down and shrank between my legs, staring blankly at my right hand as it frantically thrust and rubbed, her pussy constantly leaking vaginal fluid. She asked, "What am I going to use to penetrate you?" "Use your little hands! Hurry, hurry!" I shouted urgently.

My daughter timidly extended her right hand, replacing mine, and began inserting four fingers, slowly probing.

"No, use all five fingers, no, the whole palm, hurry!" I shouted, frantically rubbing my breasts.

My daughter then added her thumb, and with a forceful thrust, her entire palm was inside my vagina, all the way to her wrist.

"Yes, just like that, so full! Why don't you move faster, move, you little slut!" I wanted to curse as I felt pleasure.

My daughter, fearful, sped up her thrusts, each time her little finger touched my cervix.

"Put more effort into it! Where did your strength go, you little slut? I'm going to get someone to fuck your cunt raw! Hurry up! Can't you use your fists?" I yelled frantically. My daughter clenched her fists and thrust into my uterus with all her might. Suddenly, I felt a violent tremor run through my body, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out of my cunt, landing on my daughter's clenched fists. I shouted, "Oh my god, I'm fucking your mother's, it feels so good!" In this way, my daughter and I reached orgasm together, with her help. After that, whenever we had the chance, my daughter and I would play together. Gradually, my daughter became more familiar with masturbation, but she was still a virgin, and I didn't want her to break her hymen while masturbating!

She masturbated, rolled around, and talked, her moans growing louder as she approached orgasm. I stroked my penis, listening to her story, and seeing her current state, I was also incredibly excited, my penis swollen to its limit. I grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed, interrupting her masturbation. She shouted urgently, "What are you doing? I'm fucking your mother! I'm about to come! You interrupted me, I'll make you pay, make you pay! Your mother's big blood cunt!" "Okay, okay, stop fucking yelling, I'll pay you! Watch how I fuck your cunt to pieces! Die, you slut!" I responded from the edge of the bed, spreading her legs wide and lifting them onto my shoulders, pressing her breasts against my breasts, as if folded together from her buttocks. Her vulva was thrust upwards, her clitoris, vaginal opening, and anus clearly visible. I gripped my penis with one hand, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and suddenly pushed, my penis sliding in halfway.

"Oh my god, you're fucking killing me! You're so fucking ruthless! You're a bastard!" she yelled.

"This is nothing, it's early! You're going to get fucked soon, you slut, my goal is to fuck you so hard you'll never forget it!" I replied, and started thrusting in and out of her pussy, gradually increasing the speed. Because my cock was so long, even though she was excited enough and her pussy was quite dilated, it still couldn't completely accommodate my cock; about a third of it was left outside.

I thrust in and out, and she cried out and cursed. As I thrust, I searched for her cervix. After several attempts, I finally found the right spot. As I've mentioned before, the tip of my penis has a small bump, like a detector. I aimed it at the small, round opening at the tip of her cervix, and suddenly thrust in with all my might. I felt the glans suddenly break through a ring of flesh and enter her uterus. My entire penis was now inside her vagina. The feeling was indescribable; I could only describe it with one word—"amazing!" As I entered her uterus, she cried out loudly, "It hurts! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!" It took her a while to catch her breath, and she cursed, "You bastard, where did it go? I've never felt this before!" Although she was cursing, there was a strange expression on her face.

"How could your husband's little penis give you that feeling! I'm inside your uterus!" I told her.

"Nonsense, how could it go in there?"

"It's true, I admit it's really difficult to get in. You need a few things: first, your penis has to be long enough; second, you need to find the right angle and position, as it varies depending on the location of the uterus; third, you need good technique. The uterus is very slippery, and even if you aim at the cervix, it usually slips open with a little force. So it's best if your penis has a small bump on the tip, like mine, to bite the cervix and use a clever trick to break through! My penis is in your uterus now." Hearing this, her eyes shone with excitement, and she said, "You're amazing! I feel strange now, hurry up and fuck me!" I started to slowly thrust in and out with small movements, hitting the bottom of her uterus each time. She moaned, grabbing her breasts and squeezing her nipples. After thrusting like this for a few minutes, I got used to the position of her vagina and uterus, and then I pulled my penis all the way out of her vagina and then thrust it back into her uterus with a sudden force. Because the cervix is less elastic, it doesn't close immediately after the penis is pulled out, so it's easy to enter the uterus the second time.

My thrusts became faster and faster, and her moans grew louder and louder. At the same time, she frantically pinched her breasts, leaving visible finger marks on her fair skin. As my pleasure intensified, I thrust wildly, penetrating her fully each time and pulling out completely. My hands gripped her plump buttocks, squeezing harder with each thrust, my fingers almost digging into her muscles. Suddenly, I felt her whole body tremble violently, her face flushed red, and she cursed, "You son of a bitch!" "You son of a bitch, you've really fucked my cunt raw! Go back and fuck your mother, your sister, your daughter! I can't take it anymore! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming for you!" she cursed, her cunt shuddering as a large amount of her juices sprayed onto my penis. Her cunt and uterine walls contracted sharply, and I reached my limit. My semen gushed out of my scrotum, shooting directly into her uterus. The heat of my semen made her shudder and faint. After ejaculating more than ten times, I collapsed, exhausted, onto her chest.

After a while, I finally pulled my shrunken penis out of her vagina, went to the bathroom to quickly wash up, put on my pajamas, sat on the sofa, and drank some tea to replenish my lost fluids. She still hadn't woken up, so I stood up and pinched her philtrum hard for a while. She finally woke up slowly, opened her eyes, saw me, and let out a long sigh, saying, "That was fucking comfortable! With you, I finally felt like a real woman! Where did you learn all these weird tricks? How many more tricks have you not used yet?" "What do you mean 'learned'? I already knew them! You regretted not learning from me when you were in school! I know a lot more than you can handle, just wait and see!" I said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense. Back in school, how could I have taken off your pants to see your dick? How would I have known your thing was so good? But seriously, if I had known you were like this back then, maybe I would have let you fuck me long ago, even if I couldn't marry you later! Now I really regret it. If only my virginity had been broken by your big dick! Luckily, God has eyes and gave me this opportunity today. I must cherish it and enjoy it! Tonight, everything I have is yours. You can do whatever you want with me!" She sighed after saying that, her face full of anticipation.

I thought to myself, what a slut. She's already been fucked to death once, and she still wants more. I originally wanted to hold her and sleep with her before playing with her, but it seems I can't now. As a man, I should satisfy a woman's desires. How can I back down? So I said, "Go to the bathroom and wash up first, and then we'll start our battle." She got up, smiled at me, and went to the bathroom.

As soon as she entered, I quickly swallowed a Viagra tablet (a highly effective erection and delay-ejaculation sex drug, taking effect after 20 minutes) with some tea. I got up to tidy the sheets; they were soaked through, covered in our secretions and ejaculate, like a map. I had no choice but to change them and put on a new one (the hotel provides five sets of bedding for its guests, probably considering our situation—such thoughtful service!).

Just as I finished changing, she came out of the bathroom, still naked, but the water droplets on her body had already been wiped away with a large towel.

She hugged me from behind, resting her head on my shoulder. Her full breasts, through her pajamas, rubbed against my back, and I could clearly feel her erect nipples. The scene gave me a feeling of first love. My lower body was warm again, probably from the aphrodisiac. I turned around, hugged her, and took off my pajamas. We lay naked on the three-seater bed with the freshly changed sheets. We lay flat on our backs, her head resting on my left arm. My right hand was on her full, white breasts, gently stroking them, while her right hand held my limp penis and testicles, gently kneading them.

The soft lighting, tender words, and gentle caresses gradually stirred our calmed emotions. From her breathing, we could tell she was a true beauty, seemingly insatiable in sexual desire. Perhaps she had been pent up for years, and once her libido was aroused, it was unstoppable!

"Amin, have you ever had anal sex?" I asked gently.

She glanced at me, blushed, and shyly replied, "My husband's penis has been inside me a few times, but I didn't feel anything. I just felt like I needed to poop. I've also tried inserting sausages and cucumbers when I masturbate, but I still didn't experience any pleasure! Sometimes when I take them out, they're covered in poop, it's disgusting! "

Chapter 5

It's strange, her intense and unrestrained sexual behavior in bed makes one think she's a slut, but when asked about sex, her face always turns red, a stark contrast between her intense shame and openness about sex!

"It seems you haven't mastered the correct method yet. Western research on anal sex is more thorough, and it's gradually being accepted by people. The primary issue in anal sex is hygiene. If E. coli from the anus gets into the genitals or mouth, it can easily cause infection, which would be counterproductive. Another issue is lubrication. The rectum doesn't usually secrete lubricant, so without enough lubrication, anal sex is very difficult, and both partners may even feel pain, let alone any pleasure. That's why I gave you an enema in the bathroom!" I explained.

"I never knew there was so much to say about anal sex! I guess I really should learn from you!" she laughed.

"No need for that. Just experience the sensations, and you'll know everything!" At that moment, whether it was from the Viagra or her caresses, I felt my penis was very hard and erect. She stared intently at my large penis, her hand moving faster, her eyes shining with excitement again.

I pulled my left hand out and knelt on her chest, placing my penis on her cleavage. She pushed it towards the center from both sides with her hands, clasping them together to form a hollow between her breasts, trapping my penis in the middle. I placed a high pillow under her head and thrust my penis back and forth in her cleavage. With each thrust, the head of my penis entered her mouth. After enjoying the tightness of her cleavage, I immediately felt the sucking of her lips and the licking of her tongue—it felt amazing!

After playing like this for a while, I turned around and lay on top of her in a 69 position. We started giving each other oral sex. I licked and sucked her clitoris, urethra, vagina, and then her anus. She took my penis into her mouth and moved the pillow under her neck, an angle that allowed my penis to slide into her throat. We played with it for a few minutes, and my penis was swollen to its limit. I knew it was time for the real show.

I climbed down, pulled her to the edge of the bed, and had her spread her legs and raise them, bending them towards her head with her hips as the axis. I opened my toolbox and took out a bottle of lubricant and a catheter.

I first massaged her anus a few times with my right index finger, then inserted the neck of the lubricant bottle into her anus, squeezing most of the bottle into her rectum. I smeared the rest on her vulva, urethra, anus, and my large penis. Then, I aimed the head of my penis at her anus and slowly inserted it. The folds of her dark purple anus gradually flattened, and the sphincter muscles opened, with half of the glans entering.

Her brows were furrowed, her breathing rapid, and she looked very tense. Suddenly, I thrust forcefully, shouting, "You slut, sell your body!" and inserted it all the way into her anus.

"Ouch, I'm fucking your mother's big cunt, it's so swollen! My anus is split!" she screamed.

"Swelling, slut? It'll get even swollen in a bit!" I replied, my penis remaining inside. I reached for the urethral catheter, aimed the rounded end at the tiny urethral opening, and rotated it as I inserted it.

"What are you doing? You son of a bitch, why does it hurt so much? Slow down! I'm fucking your mother, didn't you hear me? I told you to slow down!" she screamed incessantly.

Hearing her curses, I became even more excited. Who cares! After inserting the catheter about two centimeters in, I suddenly pushed hard, plunging it into her bladder.

"Mommy, are you trying to kill me? I'll fuck your mother's blood! Your mother's big cunt was fucked by black devils all over the world, and that's how she gave birth to a heartless bastard like you!" Her face contorted, tears streaming down her face, and she kept screaming and cursing. It seemed she was really in pain.

I paused for a while, and her screams gradually subsided, her complexion returning to normal. So I opened the other end of the catheter, and golden urine slowly flowed out. I held it in my hand and aimed it at her vulva. Some of the urine flowed into her vagina, and some flowed into her anus. At the same time, my penis began to thrust in and out. The urine flowing into her anus with my thrusts acted as lubricant, which is called "using the original soup to digest the original food!"

This time she didn't scream, but instead moaned. It seemed she had adapted and was beginning to enjoy it.

The lubricant inside, combined with the urine outside, made my thrusting particularly smooth, and the speed gradually increased. At the same time, I first inserted three fingers of my right hand into her vagina, slowly adding four, then five fingers.

Her hands wrapped around her legs, pulling hard on her nipples, her moans growing louder and louder.

I held the urinary catheter in my left hand, spraying it everywhere like a shower, then concentrating it at the entrance of her vagina. The urine flowed into her vagina through the gaps between my fingers and the vaginal walls. My penis thrust rapidly in and out, my right hand twisted twice, and with a sudden force, my entire palm slid into her vagina, not stopping at my wrist, joining my good friend's big penis next door.

This time she didn't curse, but cried out that she was bursting, her moans turning into shouts, her body trembling incessantly. It seemed she was about to reach orgasm again, and so was I.

My right hand rotated, palm down, fingers gripping my penis through a thin membrane. My large penis thrust wildly in and out, while I enjoyed the masturbation of her fingers inside her vagina.

We were competing; the louder she cried out, the harder I thrust. Suddenly, her body trembled violently, and she cried out, "You big fat cunt, you're so good at fucking! I'm about to come! Hurry up! I'm coming! I'll fuck your ancestors for eight generations!" I echoed her cries, "Stinky cunt, rotten cunt, I'll fuck you to death! And then I'll fuck your daughter!" I cursed her, thrusting my penis in with all my might, while simultaneously my right hand reversed and gripped her cervix, shaking it incessantly. My left hand yanked out the catheter and inserted it into her mouth. Almost simultaneously, my semen gushed into her rectum, wave after wave, violently spraying out.

She was semi-conscious, the urine remaining in the catheter slowly flowing into her mouth. Her lips were smacking unconsciously. I was also exhausted, panting on her lower abdomen, my penis and right hand still inside her.

After a full five minutes, I regained some energy and pulled out my penis and right hand. This action woke her up. She was surprised to find the catheter, smacked her lips, and smelled a foul odor. She realized what had happened and said, "How could you be so indecent?" She raised her hand to hit me, but couldn't sit up after several attempts. She was really exhausted!

"I'm sorry! Come on, let me carry you to the bathroom to rinse your mouth and brush your teeth! Okay, Amin, don't be angry!" I coaxed her and carried her to the bathroom.

"Okay, this won't happen again. Go make the bed, I'm exhausted, I need a good night's sleep!" I inevitably had to change the sheets, which were soaked with urine and piss, and put on a new one. I checked the time—it was past 1 a.m. Luckily, she had her fourth class the next morning. She'd be back soon, get into bed, and snuggle in my arms. We'd cuddle and quickly drifted off to sleep!

I woke up at 9 a.m. the next morning and quickly woke her. We hurriedly washed up, went downstairs for a little breakfast, and went back upstairs to get dressed. I prepared to take her to school.

"When are you coming back? Can you come back to see me then? You'll definitely have a surprise for you!" she asked before getting in the car.

"About two weeks later, I'll be back. A surprise for you—your daughter?" I looked into her eyes.

She nodded knowingly, and my heart filled with beautiful anticipation. Such a tender flower, waiting for me to pluck it!

How exciting!

After dropping her off at school, I went back to pack quickly, checked out of my dorm, and prepared to continue my journey.

Around 11:40 AM, I drove away from Daqing, heading straight for my birthplace, Lanxi, through Anda County and Zhaodong County. The journey took about four hours, but the roads were mostly dirt and difficult to navigate. Since I wasn't in a hurry, I didn't arrive in Lanxi until 5:10 PM.

The small Heping Hotel where I stayed during my university entrance exams had now become the five-story Heping Hotel. I parked my car, booked a high-class room, and because I was exhausted from the previous night and hadn't slept well, I just ate a simple meal, took a shower, hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, and went to bed early.

Nothing eventful happened that night. The next morning at 6:30 AM, I was up. My energy had completely recovered after a night's rest. If a pretty girl appeared in front of me now, I'd be ready for two rounds! After washing up and having some breakfast, around 7:30, I left Lanxi and headed towards Liaoyuan Township, the place where I grew up!

The journey was about 60 kilometers. My car traveled slowly along the sandy road. There weren't many vehicles or pedestrians in the morning, and the air was quite fresh. The familiar rural atmosphere, which I hadn't seen in a long time, made me feel incredibly welcome!

Around 8:30, I arrived at the border of Xinghuo Township. Liaoyuan was still 15 kilometers away when I suddenly spotted a familiar figure standing by the roadside, looking in my direction.

From a distance, I could vaguely see a round, doll-like face with short, size 5 student haircut. She wore a light purple t-shirt, a pink mini-skirt, white socks, and white flat shoes. A small black backpack slung across her back, making her two small breasts stand out even more. She was about 1.6 meters tall, and looked anxiously in my direction. This girl looked exactly like someone—my high school sweetheart, Fan Jihua. Though I never even held her hand, she was the only one in my heart. Her name appeared in almost every entry in my diary, which caused a minor commotion.

I was in my second year of high school then. One day at lunchtime, a naughty boy in my class secretly read my diary and wrote a few entries on the blackboard. When we returned after lunch, the whole class stared at us. The atmosphere was incredibly awkward; we wanted to disappear into the ground! Although the teacher severely criticized that bad boy and even called Fan and me to the office for a "lecture," which finally calmed the storm and prevented any major incidents, we never looked at each other properly again afterward. We never dreamed that we would actually have a romantic relationship after entering university.

Chapter 6

My car slowly pulled up beside her. She looked at me in surprise. I opened the car door and got out. Today I was wearing a light gray French-imported t-shirt and crisp white trousers, the t-shirt tucked in. I had a black high-quality leather belt with a card engraved with a soaring eagle. My cell phone hung near the right side of the belt loop. From the outside, I wasn't particularly handsome, but I gave the impression of being efficient, decisive, and mature.

I smiled and politely asked, "Young lady, is your mother's surname Fan?" She looked surprised. "Yes, how did you know?" "

Your mother's name is Fan Jihua. She graduated from Mudanjiang Commercial School with a major in accounting, right?" I continued.

She was even more surprised: "Then, Uncle, you are...?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm your mother's classmate and a very good friend. You're probably her daughter, right? Are you waiting for the bus?" "Oh, is that so! You guessed right, I'm her daughter, my name is Wang Lingling. I'm waiting for the bus to Liaoyuan Middle School to pick up my junior high school graduation certificate. Uncle, what brings you here?" Her expression returned to normal, and she asked with a smile.

"Well, Uncle made some money for the company, and the boss was so happy that he gave Uncle a month's leave so I could have some fun. That's why I came to visit home. You might not know, but Uncle's hometown is Sanmenliu Village, Xinhe Township, Liaoyuan Township. I also went to Liaoyuan Middle School before going to university. I was your mother's classmate, so you're considered an alumnus, right?" "I'm so happy to have Uncle as an alumnus!"

"Come on, get in the car. Uncle will take you to pick up your graduation certificate today. Let's chat slowly in the car!" I reached out and pulled her to the front door on the right.

"Thank you, Uncle, I'm so glad to meet you today!" she said, getting in the car. I walked around to the front, opened the left door, started the engine, and slowly drove forward.

Lingling pulled her backpack down and put it in her lap. I could see her movement in the rearview mirror; the little girl was definitely not wearing a bra under her t-shirt, and her two small, dove-like breasts jiggled a few times. I could vaguely see her two erect nipples from the outside. I handed her a piece of chewing gum, and without suspicion, she wrapped it up, put it in her mouth, looked around with an envious expression, and asked, "Uncle, is this your own car? It's so pretty!" "Yes, it's nothing special in our company. Many people have one. Maybe Lingling will have a car ten times better than yours when she grows up!" I said with a smile.

"Really? But I don't have any skills!" the little girl said, her face full of longing, as if she really would have a car someday.

After a moment of silence, I watched as she finished her chewing gum and spat the crumbs out the window. I said to her, "Lingling, can you tell me about your family? Your mother disappeared after graduation." Hearing this, tears streamed down her face as she said, "Uncle, Lingling's life is so hard!" Then, she haltingly recounted her family's simple situation.

After graduating from vocational school, Fan Jihua was assigned to work at the Xinghuo Township Agricultural Machinery Factory. Soon after, she married Wang Tianli, the factory director's son. As the name suggests, Wang Tianli was a hoodlum in Xinghuo Township at the time. He was strong and, relying on his father's position as factory director, had done many bad things. Fan was forced to marry him after being raped by him!

He was simple-minded and cruel by nature, and beating and scolding his wife was commonplace. Their daughter, Lingling, was born the following year. He had an extremely strong sex drive, and his penis was thick and long. He couldn't go a night without sex, especially after drinking. He would torture Fan in various ways, inserting his penis into every possible opening, including her vagina, anus, and mouth. Once, he even tried to insert it into her urethra. Although he didn't succeed because of Fan's crying, she still bled a lot and was in so much pain that she couldn't get out of bed for three days.

From the time Lingling was old enough to understand, she would hear her mother crying every few days.

Once, Lingling saw her father take a large rolling pin from the kitchen and suddenly insert it into her mother's vagina. She heard her mother scream, and Lingling was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming. Moreover, her father never hid his wife from Lingling when he had sex with her, and despite Fan's repeated protests, it was no use. Her father would beat Lingling at the drop of a hat. Sometimes, when he was in the mood, he would touch Lingling's hairless little vagina while having sex with her mother. Seeing her parents having sex in various positions made her mature earlier than other children.

Perhaps God had eyes, because when Lingling was 13 years old, her father suddenly died in a car accident. This was probably called karma.

But Fan's situation didn't improve much. Her son died, and her father-in-law had his eye on her. She had no choice but to give up her job and leave home alone. It is said that she settled in Harbin, where she worked in a small company and even got a boyfriend. Lingling stayed at her grandparents' house to attend school.

As Lingling grew older, she became increasingly beautiful. Whenever he had the chance, her grandfather would hug and kiss her, and he would often caress her small breasts and tease her tender vulva. Fortunately, her grandmother was very strict, and since Lingling started boarding at Liaoyuan Middle School when she entered junior high, her grandfather hadn't broken her virginity.

Lingling spoke while crying, her round face covered with tears, looking pitiful. I reached out and wiped away her tears, comforting her, "Good Lingling, don't cry. Look ahead, we're almost at school. After you get your diploma, Uncle will help you figure something out, okay? Give Uncle a smile!" Lingling smiled and said, "Uncle, you're so kind!"

The 30-mile journey was quickly completed, and my car drove into the campus—the very campus that had sent me to university. I told Lingling to go get her diploma, and I got out of the car and strolled around.

More than ten years have passed, and little has changed. Three rows of brick houses remain, though many classroom windows are broken—probably due to the holidays, they haven't had time to clean them yet! The poplar trees surrounding the school have grown much taller. If you looked down from the air, you'd see a green halo encircling several school buildings and a large playground. To the right of the playground, a new cement basketball court has been built—probably the biggest change to the school. A dozen or so teenagers, shirtless and sweating profusely, were vying for a basketball on the court.

As I reminisced and browsed, I suddenly heard Lingling call out, "Uncle!" She ran out of the school building, calling out. Around my car stood about a dozen teachers and some teenagers, pointing and whispering, seemingly discussing something. Some children even curiously touched the exterior of my car with their little black hands—they probably rarely saw such a nice car in this poor village!

Hearing the shout, I quickly turned around. Seeing me return, the people around the car jerked back, but not far. Watching Lingling proudly get into the car, the teachers wore strange, envious expressions, but mostly surprised. They didn't know how Wang Lingling suddenly had an uncle!

I bowed to them and said, "I graduated from your school in 1983. My name is Wang Lin. Thank you for your education, and thank you for your care and concern for Wang Lingling. It's very hot, so here's 100 yuan. Please take it and buy a case of soda. I'll come back another day to express my gratitude!" I handed 100 yuan to an older teacher (note that most of the teachers here had changed; none of them recognized me!).

"You're too kind. It's what we should do! Welcome to come again!" the teacher said politely, taking the money.

I got into the car, honked twice, and slowly drove out of the campus, stopping at the largest restaurant in the village.

"Come on, Lingling, let's go in and get something to eat!" I said, pulling Lingling into the restaurant. We found a private room, which was really just a square area enclosed by a plastic sheet.

"Lingling, you're in charge today. Eat whatever you want!" I said.

"I don't know anything, Uncle, you do it." I handed the menu back to me. Lingling blushed.

To be honest, there wasn't much to order. The most expensive dish was less than 10 yuan. I ordered a plate of sweet and sour pork for Lingling, asked the chef to make three of his specialties, and two bottles of beer. Lingling wouldn't drink, and I had to coax her to finish the beer. We finished eating at 12 o'clock. I felt the food was bad; the dishes were terrible. But maybe Lingling thought it was a sumptuous lunch! Because she had drunk some alcohol, Lingling's face was flushed. I pulled her into the car and slowly drove out of Liaoyuan Township.

"Uncle, I feel a little dizzy!" she said.

"Have a drink, it'll sober you up!" I opened a bottle of iced tea with toppings and handed it to her.

She took a big gulp and asked, "Uncle, why did you give the teacher money?" "Of course, so they can treat my Lingling better when you go to high school!" Her face flushed as she said, "Uncle, you're so kind!"

"Lingling, tell Uncle, do you have a boyfriend?" I prompted her.

She took another sip of iced tea, her face still red, and said, "I don't have a boyfriend, but I have a girlfriend!" Intrigued, I asked, "Can you tell me about you two?" She hesitated for a moment, then tilted her head back and drank the rest of her iced tea, saying, "Uncle, you're so kind to me. I shouldn't hide anything from you, but I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone else. I'm telling you today, but please don't tell anyone else, okay?" "Okay, Uncle promises to keep it a secret! Go ahead."

Her eyes were glazed, her face flushed, and her hands unconsciously rested between her legs as she slowly recalled what had happened.

"Her name is Zhang Jia, she's 16 years younger than me, but more voluptuous and very pretty. She shares a room with me; her family is also from Xinghuo Township. Her parents are divorced, and she lives with her mother now. It was a Saturday night a year ago. I had to go back to school early (we usually go home on weekends). When I got to the dormitory door, just as I was about to open it, I heard moaning sounds inside, like Zhang Jia's voice, but I wasn't sure.

As soon as I heard the sound, I knew what was going on. To be honest, I've known about masturbation for a long time. Back then, my dad would masturbate me; it hurt, but it felt good too. So after that..." I would touch myself whenever I had the chance, and that's how I learned to masturbate. Who knew I couldn't break the habit

once I started! When I heard it, I knew someone was masturbating or having sex. I quietly inserted the key into the lock, then suddenly opened the door. I saw Zhang Jia lying naked on her bed, her left hand kneading her full breasts, her right hand thrusting something between her legs, moaning. Hearing the door open, she jumped up and frantically tried to cover herself. "Don't bother covering yourself! I saw everything! Should I tell the teacher?" I threatened her.

Hearing this, she didn't even bother to put on her clothes. She jumped off the bed and knelt before me with a thud, saying, "Good sister, please don't tell the teacher! I'll be too ashamed to live like that! Besides that, I'll do anything you want!"

Chapter 7

Of course, I wouldn't really tell the teacher, but I pretended to be serious and said, "Okay, from now on you have to listen to me!" "Okay, sister is my master from now on, I'll listen to you!" she said, as if making a vow.

"Then masturbate in front of me now, until you're happy!" I demanded.

"This...this..."

"What, you're disobeying me on the very first thing?" I looked directly at her.

"No, no...okay, please don't laugh at me, sister!"

"After saying that, she climbed onto the bed shyly and continued what she hadn't finished. This time I stood right next to her and could see clearly. I saw that her eyes were closed, and her left hand was kneading her two white and full breasts, occasionally pinching her two pink nipples." Although she was a year younger than me, her breasts were a whole size bigger than mine! Looking down, her lower abdomen was flat, and her vulva was bulging high, without a single hair on it, white, like a small steamed bun, so cute, I wanted to take a bite!

Below was a fleshy slit. Because her legs were spread wide apart, her fleshy slit was also separated. Her clitoris was larger than a peanut, red, and protruding from the surrounding tender skin. Looking at what was going in and out of her vagina, it became clear that it was a thin eggplant. She held it in her right hand and thrust it in and out quickly. The eggplant bent and straightened in her hand, and streams of vaginal fluid flowed out with her thrusts. She kept moaning, seemingly forgetting the fright she had just experienced!

Seeing this, I was also very excited. I felt her pussy getting wet, and suddenly her moans grew louder. I knew she was about to climax, so I went forward and stretched out my right thumb and forefinger, pinching her clitoris tightly and kneading it, saying, "You're such a little slut, come on, let your master give you another push, you slut!" After saying that, I twisted her hard, and at the same time I felt her whole body tremble violently. She said, "Oh my god, it feels so good, master, you really know how to do it! I'm coming, I'm coming for you, look, master!" After saying that, she trembled all over, rolled over, and then rolled back! Her back tilted and she didn't move.

I was also extremely excited and almost couldn't control myself. I pulled her and said, "You've had your pleasure, but your master hasn't had his yet! Get up and lick your master!" She was very excited when she heard my words, and she forced herself to get up and helped me take off my clothes. Then she licked my pussy until I reached my climax, and then we hugged each other and went to sleep.

"From now on, we'll get together whenever we have the chance, helping each other with our studies, taking care of each other in life, and satisfying each other physically! We'll be very close until we graduate from junior high, and she'll always listen to me!" "Where is she now?" I asked.

"She went home, with her mother. I'm quite familiar with her mother too. Uncle, why do I feel so hot and uncomfortable!" She said, her face flushed and panting.

I knew the iced tea had worked; the girl was in heat. I pulled the car over to the shade of a tree and said, "Where are you hot? Let Uncle take a look, okay?" "I can't really explain it, but I feel hot all over!" she said, leaning on my shoulder.

"Just take off your clothes, and Uncle will turn the air conditioning up a bit!" I said, carrying her to the back seat and folding it down to make a makeshift bed. To give you a brief explanation, the windows of my car are one-way; you can see clearly from the inside out, but you can't see anything from the outside in. The back seat folds down to be used as a bed; it's very spacious. On this special bed, I've slept with no fewer than dozens of women, old and young alike, and today I'll be adding a virgin to the list!

She sat down, and I untied her skirt, pulled the hem of her t-shirt over her head, and took it off. She cried out "No!" but didn't struggle much. The little girl wasn't wearing a bra, only a small white tank top, her nipples clearly protruding.

I took off her vest, and her two small breasts trembled and popped out. They weren't very big, but they were very firm. The two nipples at the top were pink, like two cherries. The areolas around them were small, also pink, and very smooth, without the small milk glands of a woman's breasts. When I squeezed them, they fit perfectly in my hand, with a nipple the size of an egg inside. When I pressed it, it immediately bounced back, with excellent elasticity. The little girl moaned softly, saying, "Uncle, don't touch me, it tickles!" "Where does it tickle? Tell Uncle, and Uncle will scratch it for you!"

"I won't tell you, Uncle is bad!" The little girl blushed and buried her face in my chest.

"Lingling, be good, listen to Uncle. Uncle likes you so much. Lie down and let Uncle see if your lower part is as beautiful as your upper part!" As I spoke, I slowly grasped her two firm little breasts and pushed them back. The little girl twisted and lay down on the seat. Her short skirt slipped down a little, revealing the elastic band on her cotton underwear. She closed her eyes in embarrassment.

I first took off her flat cloth shoes, then lifted her little bottom with my left hand and pulled down her skirt with my right hand, placing it on the seat in front of me. Her panties were made of milky white cotton, with a cute little bear pattern covering her vulva. I reached out and grabbed the elastic band of her panties with both hands, and with a slight pull from her sides, I pulled them off. Then I took off her white short socks, and the naked body of the 17-year-old girl was fully revealed before me.

I stared at her; her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, and she was breathing rapidly. Her chest rose and fell with her breath. Although she was lying on her back, her two small breasts maintained their perfect shape, standing upright on her chest like two small hills, with pink nipples pointing straight up. Her navel, on her flat abdomen, resembled a small wine cup adorning her smooth skin. Her mons pubis was slightly swollen, with sparse, slightly dark pubic hair growing on it.

Below, her pink labia majora framed a slit of flesh, from which fluid was flowing, clearly indicating the young woman was in heat. Further down were her long, slender legs. My heart pounded. Looking at this exquisitely sculpted, tender body, so delicate it seemed to drip with moisture at the slightest touch, a surge of heat rose in my lower abdomen, and my penis hardened.

I quickly stripped off all my clothes, then straddled her. I kissed her earlobe first, then her forehead, eyes, nose, and mouth, slowly extending my tongue to pry open her teeth and suck on the virgin's saliva.

The girl kept moaning "Oh," "Oh," her hands grabbing haphazardly at my back. After kissing her for a while, I started attacking her breasts, cupping her left breast in my mouth and licking her small nipple with my tongue. My right hand kneaded her left breast, pinching and rubbing the nipple from time to time. At the same time, my left hand reached down to my body, slightly parting her legs and placing my hand on her vulva, tracing the shape of her slit. The girl's vulva was already very wet, and my fingers slid into the crevice, rubbing and kneading.

The little girl's moans grew louder and louder, as she cried out, "Uncle, you're so good at touching me! It feels so good, but my pussy is so itchy! I want you to play with my pussy properly, hurry up!" I slid down and spread her legs wide apart, revealing her pink, wet vulva. Her clitoris was erect from excitement, revealing the surrounding tender skin. When I touched it, she moaned loudly. Her urethra was faintly visible, and the opening, only the size of a chopstick tip, was leaking fluid. Because she was lying flat, I couldn't see her anus. Her entire vulva felt delicate yet lewd. I knelt between her legs, holding my large penis, and rubbed the head of my penis back and forth inside her vulva, occasionally aiming below the tip of her vulva. Lingling cried out in pleasure.

"Uncle, my pussy is so itchy, please, please stop the itch!" she pleaded.

"Uncle can stop the itch, but it might hurt at first!" I said.

"It's okay. I heard from my classmates that a girl's first time is painful and involves bleeding, but Lingling likes Uncle and is willing to give him her first time. To express Lingling's love, Lingling will try her best to endure the pain, as long as Uncle is gentle!" The young girl's face was full of expectation.

Hearing this, I was very moved. I never thought that a man who was almost 40 years old could still receive the love of a 17-year-old girl. Perhaps she had been lacking love for so many years!

I first knelt between her legs and licked her clitoris with my tongue, while slowly inserting my right middle finger into her vagina to further stimulate her and make her climax once. The pain might be less afterward. A virgin's secretions are different from those of an older woman; they have a fragrant smell.

My fingers gently probed the tip of her vulva, my tongue licked her clitoris incessantly, occasionally biting it lightly with my teeth. My left hand caressed her breasts. Before long, I felt the little girl tremble all over, crying out, "Uncle, it feels so good! Oh, I can't take it anymore, Lingling is going to die!" Suddenly, I felt a gush of liquid spurt from Lingling's vulva, and her vaginal opening contracted a few times. Then her head tilted to the side, and she stopped moving! I knew she had climaxed!

After resting for a while, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders, grasped my hard penis with my right hand, and placed it at the entrance of her vulva, circling it up and down. My left hand caressed her clitoris, and Lingling's breathing became rapid again, letting out soft moans. I knew she was aroused again. I suddenly thrust hard, and the head of my penis plunged into her vulva. "It hurts, it's so swollen, Uncle!" Lingling cried out.

"Lingling, don't be nervous, relax and you'll feel better!" I gently comforted her, continuing to caress her while slowly moving my penis at the entrance of her vagina, gradually withdrawing and thrusting until it reached her hymen. After my caresses and gentle thrusting, she had adjusted and began to moan softly again.

I pulled my penis out of her opening again, then with a sudden burst of force, it pierced through her hymen and reached the bottom of her vagina. Bright red blood flowed from her vaginal opening, and Lingling cried out, "Oh my god!" Her face contorted, and tears streamed down her face. It took her a while to catch her breath and speak.

"Ouch, oh my god, why does it hurt so much! Uncle, don't you like Lingling anymore? Why are you being so cruel?" she complained.

"How could I not like Lingling? But a short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one! Now, relax, you'll feel better soon!" I comforted her, kissing away her tears and caressing her breasts and clitoris. My penis remained motionless inside her vagina, enjoying the tightness of her virgin vagina. (

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