moaning flowers

Lu Lihua was fairly pretty, with long, black hair that she usually wore in a ponytail.
Her bangs framed her oval face, creating a perfect curve. Even more perfect was her voluptuous figure.

While voluptuous, it was simply stunning combined with her 1.65-meter height. Perhaps aware
of her unique physique, she usually wore darker colors, but even that couldn't
conceal her two proud breasts, which appeared enormous from the front, let alone
from the side.

No woman in the entire town could compare to her breasts. Such heavy breasts naturally
required a solid base for support: wide buttocks resting on full thighs, and the
mysterious triangle formed by her full thighs and plump vulva further fueled the imagination.

Perhaps lacking suitable trousers, or perhaps wanting to conceal her large buttocks, she always wore
skirts that went past her knees, regardless of whether they were red, black, white, or floral; no one ever saw her wear trousers.

While the skirts might deceive some, her tall stature betrayed her. Whenever she
walked with others, their figures appeared particularly slender, especially from behind, where her large
buttocks were very noticeable, even the edge of her underwear clearly visible on them.

Lu Lihua's figure was full but not bulky; her proportions were perfect. Combined with her height advantage
, her perfect figure exuded not just beauty, but an extraordinary aura. Therefore,
the men in town, regardless of age, appearance, or gender, all coveted this rare gem of a woman.

Especially Zhang Mazi, the old bachelor at the street-side steamed bun shop, would have
his sly little eyes gleaming every morning at seven when Lu Lihua rode by on her black Luyuan electric scooter, staring at her from one end of the street to the other
until her voluptuous figure disappeared.

Only then would he seem to snap out of his daze and continue selling steamed buns. At this point, even if the King of Heaven himself came to buy buns, he
wouldn't pay him any attention. Therefore, the customers were used to waiting for him, letting him feast his eyes.

"Hey, Zhang Mazi, have you had your fill of staring? She's gone, and you still won't blink? Give me
two meat buns!" It was Xiao Liu, the manager of the internet cafe across the street, who spoke.

"Go away, kid, what nonsense are you spouting?" Zhang Mazi said impatiently.

"Hehe, Zhang Mazi, don't be a toad lusting after a swan. Our Teacher Lu is the treasure of town; she would
n't look at a commoner like you," said Sun Yang, who had followed Xiao Liu out to buy steamed buns.

Lu Lihua was the English teacher for the first year of junior high school in the town, and Sun Yang, who had stayed up all night, was
a student in Class 3 of the first year of junior high school.

"Hmph, kid, all that studying you've done is for nothing. Do you even know what 'don't judge a book by its cover' means?" Although he knew his own
limitations, Zhang Mazi retorted defiantly, "Back in my day, when I was young, I was
quite the handsome man. Even if a fairy descended from heaven, I wouldn't have given a second glance to your teacher Lu."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the thin, dark-skinned Zhang Mazi and his hunched back, and couldn't help but burst into
laughter.

Zhang Mazi, however, didn't care. He was used to being teased, especially enjoying hearing people say that
Lu Lihua was interested in him. Only a few hooligans on the street,
those idle thugs who spent their days playing mahjong, would make such jokes.

"Zhang Mazi, Teacher Lu seems to be interested in you because you've been staring at her all the time," said the thug Ma Liu.

"Yeah, Zhang Mazi, Teacher Lu hasn't married yet because she's waiting for you," said the thug Zhao Si.

"Yeah, yeah, Zhang Mazi, Teacher Lu said she wants you to sleep with her tonight," said the thug Jin Er, who was talking to
a group of scoundrels who had been playing mahjong all night and came out to buy breakfast.

Zhang Mazi knew he couldn't mess with these guys who were quietly selling his buns, but he secretly enjoyed their
conversation. He, too, dreamed of Lu Lihua's voluptuous naked
body every night before falling asleep, constantly thinking about possessing her.

Before he knew it, it was afternoon dismissal time, and Zhang Mazi's buns were sold out. He didn't want to close up shop so early
, the reason being obvious. But his wish was going to be dashed today, because Lu Lihua had to work the night shift, so
she would be sleeping at school instead of going home.

The town's middle school had a row of single-story houses specifically for the single female teachers, and Lu Lihua's room was
the last one in the row.

Because she rarely lived on campus, Lu Lihua's room was very simple: a bed, a table next to the window
with a row of books neatly arranged on it, and no curtains, but the windowpanes were all
covered with newspaper, so you couldn't see inside from the outside. The

light was on, but no one was in the room, and Lu Lihua was checking the rooms.

In the girls' dormitory, Lu Lihua was urging the girls to go to sleep, as
lights out had long passed. When she reached room 203, someone was still burning a candle. When she opened
the door, she saw a female student hurriedly hiding something under her pillow. Lu Lihua walked
over angrily and said sternly, "Take it out!"

Lu Lihua's noble demeanor and slightly angry expression gave off a chilling aura. Many people
had to bow their heads under her authority, even the young girl. With trembling hands, she pulled a
book from under her pillow. Lu Lihua glanced at the title, "The Groaning Flower," and thought, "Damn, just from the title, I know it's not a good book."

"Give it to me, this vulgar book is confiscated," Lu Lihua said sternly. The female student handed
the book to Lu Lihua with trembling hands.

"I'll forgive you this time, but if I see you reading this kind of book again, I'll notify your parents." Lu Lihua
remained expressionless, but seeing the rise and fall of her two large breasts, she was clearly angry. It
was unimaginable that a girl in her developmental stage would read such a book; it was hard to believe that young girls these days
could have such filthy thoughts… Lu Lihua felt increasingly frightened as she thought about it.

After returning to her dormitory after the room check, Lu Lihua lay on her bed, her mind still unsettled.
She was still thinking about what had happened during the room check. She wasn't angry, but rather confused. "The thoughts of young girls these days are truly unpredictable
," Lu Lihua muttered to herself.

Back when she was a young girl, she buried herself in her books every day, studying diligently, hoping to one day…
"May I pass the imperial examinations and rise above others.

" "Am I already old?" Lu Lihua frowned.

She had changed out of her daytime formal attire into her pajamas. Her breasts, braless beneath her loose t-shirt, were
prominently displayed, the nipples clearly visible through the fabric. Her athletic
shorts barely covered her pubic area ,

leaving most of her fair, full thighs exposed. There was a reason Lu Lihua wasn't worried about revealing too much: this was a female teachers' dormitory, where
men rarely entered. Furthermore, the bed curtains provided protection, meaning only those with X-ray vision could see her.

Lu Lihua was feeling down when her phone rang. Picking it up and seeing the caller ID, a smile crept across her tense expression . "Hello?" she said, her voice gentle and slightly ambiguous. "Chunsheng, calling
so late? " Chunsheng was Lu Lihua's boyfriend of many years, the youngest son of the town mayor, Pan Chenghu. He worked as a sales manager at a state-owned enterprise in the city , tall and handsome; in town, only a second-generation official like him could be a match for her. "Lihua, I'm back," a deep, gentle voice came from the other end of the line. "What? You didn't even tell me you were coming back?" Lu Lihua asked playfully. "Lihua, I'm almost at your door. I brought you a gift; let's talk when we meet," the other end said, and then hung up. Lu Lihua hung up the phone. Just then, she heard hurried footsteps approaching from afar. She quickly got out of , pulled back the curtains, put on her shoes, and ran to the door. She wasn't in a rush to open it, unsure if it was her beloved. If it was someone else, she'd be embarrassed to be seen dressed like that. As the footsteps drew closer, her heart raced, her breasts heaved, and her face flushed more deeply. "Lihua, it's me. Open the door," came Chunsheng's deep, magnetic voice from outside. Lu Lihua quickly unlatched the door and opened it. Standing there was a tall, imposing man—the man she had longed for, Pan Chunsheng . "Lihua, here," Pan Chunsheng said, pulling a bouquet of flowers from behind his back. Lu Lihua took the flowers with both hands, her eyes fixed on Chunsheng. She was clearly still in disbelief at his sudden appearance , standing there awkwardly. "What, are you going to leave your husband waiting outside?" Chunsheng said with a smile. "Oh, I'm sorry, come in quickly." Lu Lihua hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Chunsheng walked in, closed the door behind him, and as soon as he turned around, Lu Lihua threw herself into his arms. "You rascal, you've been gone for so long, and you're only coming back now ! Don't you know how much I missed you?" Lu Lihua's clenched fists pounded wildly against Chunsheng's broad chest . Chunsheng hugged Lu Lihua tightly, kissed her forehead, and said, "I'm back now, Lihua. I was thinking about you every single moment while I was out there." After saying that, he kissed Lu Lihua's forehead again. Perhaps it was because of the long separation, and Lu Lihua hadn't felt her lover's tenderness for a long time. She had abandoned her usual teacherly authority, and in Chunsheng's arms, she became a gentle, submissive lamb . Under Chunsheng's intense love, she was completely captivated. Her heart pounded, making her fair cheeks burn like fire. She looked up, her eyes narrowed, eagerly awaiting Chunsheng's more intense love. At this moment, words were unnecessary. Chunsheng understood, lowering his head to kiss her burning cheeks, slowly moving to her lips. Their lips met , and Lu Lihua involuntarily opened her mouth. Chunsheng seized the opportunity, slipping his tongue into her mouth, searching for that long-lost fragrance. Their tongues intertwined in Lu Lihua's mouth, and she made soft "mmm, mmm" sounds, clearly overwhelmed with desire. She clung tightly to Chunsheng, as if afraid he would suddenly disappear. After tasting the sweet aroma, Chunsheng's hands began to wander restlessly. His hands slowly slid down to Lu Lihua's plump buttocks, kneading them incessantly through her shorts. Perhaps finding it pleasurable, Lu Lihua began to wriggle her large buttocks, her moans becoming more rapid. Chunsheng's movements grew increasingly intense, and he pulled Lu Lihua's shorts higher and higher, until finally, he pulled them up to her waist, almost completely exposing her large buttocks. Perhaps realizing something, Lu Lihua gently pushed Chunsheng away, blushing as she pulled her shorts down. " Chunsheng, you rushed back overnight, you must be tired from the journey. Wash your face first, I'll get you some water." She then turned and walked to the tap. Pan Chunsheng, still savoring the moment, licked his lips and looked at Lu Lihua, who was bending down to fetch water for him to wash his face. Her plump buttocks, short trousers, and the alluring glimpse of her white, full thighs made him chuckle foolishly at the thought of riding on those buttocks. Hearing his laughter, Lu Lihua turned around. "Are you out of your mind, laughing like an idiot?" "Lihua, you're so beautiful. You're even more beautiful from behind," Chunsheng teased. "What do you mean?" Lu Lihua seemed to realize something and looked at her buttocks. "You… hmph, I'm ignoring you. Do you think I'm fat?" Lu Lihua said somewhat unhappily. "No, you're not fat, you're voluptuous. You know I love your voluptuous figure," Chunsheng said. Hearing this, Lu Lihua's face burned like fire again. "You're so mean! I'm ignoring you!" she said, feigning anger as she went back to bed and pulled the blanket over herself. Chunsheng washed his face, took off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, and dried himself with a towel. Lu Lihua watched every movement, thinking: "When his strong body is on top of me, will I be able to handle it?" She was afraid, yet eagerly awaited the moment.

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