My piano teacher

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...squeak..."
A long-haired young woman buried her head between my legs, diligently swallowing my penis deeper and deeper, as if only such intense movements could relieve her desire and resentment. Watching her efforts, a smile appeared on my lips. What a lovely woman! Actually, she didn't need to treat me like this. I gently stroked her long hair. She looked up at me, giving me a flirtatious glare before immediately lowering her head again, continuing her actions as if pausing even a moment longer would be a loss for her. Her
name is Zhang Jiadi, a pianist, aloof and self-absorbed, but undeniably a skilled pianist. She has her own piano studio and also tutors art students at the top high school in our city. She recently celebrated her thirty-first birthday, but I wasn't with her because I was taking final exams and couldn't return from school. Today is the second day of winter break, and she "threatened" me into a "date" with her—in bed, of course.
She didn't say anything, but I knew she wasn't feeling well. I went to see Li Shu yesterday, even if it was just to have a meal with her, because Li Shu is busy teaching a graduating class of high school seniors. But that was enough to make her jealous. She'd been sulking for a long time because I hadn't listened to her and applied to a local university. And now that I'm back for winter break, I didn't even contact her right away; she's probably overthinking things again.
Actually, I don't know what to do about Zhang Jiadi either. This beautiful pianist is absolutely stunning—her looks, figure, and temperament are all impeccable. She's completely devoted to me, but her neurotic personality is really unbearable. To be honest, I still don't understand how she ever fell in love with me. She's actually quite pitiful; her husband died in an accident when she was so young. I guess that's what triggered her to become so neurotic, even though she's a talented pianist.
I'm not exactly a saint, but I knew I had almost no chance of marrying her, after all, she was twelve years older than me. So I talked to her about it, suggesting she try looking for other people, try dating other people… Good heavens! After that, I never dared to mention it to her again. This crazy woman's face turned pale when she heard that, and she kept asking if I hated her, saying she wouldn't be jealous of Li Shu anymore, and that I could go find other women, etc. As soon as I explained that it wasn't what she thought, she grabbed me and wanted to… wanted to commit suicide with me!
I was terrified. I quickly calmed her down and never talked to her about that again. I haven't lived enough yet! Luckily, she was quick to react and quick to calm down; a little coaxing and holding her made her feel better. After that, this "artsy young woman" really wasn't jealous anymore, at least not on the surface. Now she's just like at the beginning of the story, constantly "pleasing" me in bed, trying her best to meet all my requests, so she's the only woman I've had anal sex with. The related stories will be told slowly in later installments.
Snapping out of my reverie, Zhang Jiadi was still sucking vigorously, and I felt the pleasure growing stronger. If she kept going, I was about to give in. I gently patted her shoulder and suggested softly, "Jiajia... um... stop... let's do it!"
"Gulp..." Zhang Jiadi spat out my penis, but ignored my suggestion, instead looking at me slyly and saying, "Hehe, you wish! You're mine all day! And tomorrow... hehe... I'll make sure you can't get out of bed tomorrow!" I was speechless... This cunning little woman! She said she wasn't jealous, but this was clearly revenge! Naked revenge! Isn't it? Isn't it?
But she invested so much emotion in me, which made me both smug and secretly sighing. Having such a beautiful woman who couldn't bear to leave me for a moment, and also because I really couldn't give her too much, meant that when we were together, I generally wouldn't go against her wishes. Whatever she said, I would usually agree. So when I resolutely decided to go to university in another city, it upset her for a long time. She knew I was giving her time and space to forget me. Therefore, we didn't contact each other for quite some time.
I thought it was for the best; she should have her own future. So, with a mix of regret and relief, I went to university to register. But things always surprise me. You really can't expect this woman to play by the rules—just a few days after military training ended, she actually showed up at my dormitory building, claiming to be my older sister, and somehow managed to sneak in. That night, I was caught staying out of the dorm and got a severe scolding from the instructor, while she went home beaming...
Hehe, actually, the longer I spent with her, the less I wanted her to leave. As I mentioned in a previous post, I spent far more time with her than with Li Shu. Please forgive my constant reminiscing, which makes this post seem fragmented, but thinking about her many childish and adorable behaviors, I wanted to write it down and share it with everyone. Hehe, this is me blatantly showing off my happiness, haha, please don't throw bricks at me. Now, the smutty scene begins.
I looked at Zhang Jiadi's smug, mischievous smile and my heart skipped a beat: "Whatever makes you happy, I'm just worried you'll get tired."
"Hmph! Nobody believes you, you're always so good at talking!" She wrinkled her nose at me and pinched my penis hard.
I didn't respond to her because I saw her eyes were a little red, a little aggrieved but also a little happy. Ha, she was moved by me, wasn't she? I changed the subject: "Then come to the side and let me touch Jiajia's breasts." Actually, when I'm with her, it's easy to forget our age difference. I always feel like I'm older than her, but this thirty-one-year-old woman isn't actually that mature. She needs my care, even my pampering.
She pretended to be awkward and "humphed" again, but then happily (it's my hometown dialect, and this is the only word that feels right) rubbed against the side, took my glans into her mouth, and gently bit it, continuing her favorite "work."
I reached out and climbed onto her beautiful breasts. The breasts, encased in a fitted white shirt, were very bouncy. She really knew what I liked about her in suits, so she wore this kind of office lady outfit to seduce me. I couldn't help but start kneading them, which earned me a few lewd nasal sounds from Zhang Jiadi: "Mmm...hum...mmm..."
"How is it? Is it comfortable?" I asked her mischievously.
"Mmm...mmm...go away! I don't have time...gurgle...squeak...mmm..." Even though she knew I was teasing her, she still took the time to banter with me.
I skillfully found the buttons on the little shirt and unbuttoned it with one hand. Inside was a light-colored lace bra, definitely a front-opening one. Sure enough, I found a clasp, hooked and flicked it, and with a "pop," it was undone. As soon as I was free from the bra's constraints, my breasts sprang out. Actually, these were all Zhang Jiadi's strengths—sensitive and meticulous, always noticing details I liked. Front-opening lace bras aren't easy to find, but she collected many for me. Because when we make love, we rarely undress first; we undress as we go, and these are tacit understandings we've developed. Another tacit understanding is her tie-up thong, of course, all for the sake of easy removal.
I grasped her left breast, gently kneading it into various irregular shapes. I gradually felt the nipple, touching my palm, harden. I kneaded it a few more times before finally grasping the fully erect nipple with my fingers. "Jiajia, it's erect here! So sensitive!"
"Mmm—" Zhang Jiadi let out a long moan, making it unclear whether it was an answer to me or a solitary enjoyment. After a brief pause, Zhang Jiadi, unwilling to give up, continued sucking my penis, even more vigorously. Was this a way of returning the favor?
"Gurgle…gurgle…mmm…" While sucking, she also skillfully manipulated my penis with her fingers. Thinking that these hands, which seemed to play Bach, loved not the piano, but my penis, made me even more elated.
I pinched Zhang Jiadi's fully erect nipple, kneading it from light to heavy pressure, gradually reducing the pressure as I approached her limit, offering comfort. After several rounds, Zhang Jiadi, whose nipples were particularly sensitive, was already finding it difficult to cope.
With a "pop," Zhang Jiadi finally couldn't hold on to my glans any longer. After a reluctant suck, she spat it out and began to pant heavily, clearly aroused.
"Ah... um... no... don't... like that... um... hmph..." Zhang Jiadi protested between moans. But this woman was truly insincere, immediately betraying herself. "Oh... like that... yes... ah... pinch harder... pinch... oh no... oh..."
Seeing how much she enjoyed it, I became even more aroused, cupping her breasts in my hands, flattening and kneading them vigorously. Her cheeks flushed, and she responded with even more beautiful moans.
"Oh... good... hmph... husband... a little gentler... oh oh..." Zhang Jiadi always liked to call me "husband" when she was aroused. I vaguely knew why, but I didn't mind at all, because I felt it was unnecessary. (See later plot section)
"Then I'll be gentler?" I teased her deliberately.
"No...don't...humph...you...oh...bullying...people..." Zhang Jiadi immediately protested. Actually, I didn't soften my grip at all; instead, I kneaded her breasts even more vigorously, and the more I did it, the more I enjoyed it. Zhang Jiadi's breasts were the most elastic I had ever seen.
"Hehe, Jiajia, let's make love?" I urged this skillful beauty again. I didn't want to be unable to get out of bed tomorrow; that was too terrible, I had been there before.
Who knew that Zhang Jiadi, who was just immersed in pleasure, immediately sobered up a bit. "Ah...almost...oh oh...I fell for your trick..." Zhang Jiadi had actually seen through me. "Don't...don't try to succeed..." she said, and Zhang Jiadi fought back fiercely. Although she was panting so much that she could no longer swallow my penis, her hands were her trump card.
"I... um... I... ah... no... I won't... let you go! Ah..." She immediately launched a desperate counterattack. Although her pleasure was increasing wave after wave under my teasing, Zhang Jiadi's hands were really too "domineering." She had boasted to me that if she wanted, I couldn't possibly last five minutes under her. And she had proven herself right many times. How infuriating!
I saw Zhang Jiadi's slender fingers each doing their own thing: her thumb pressed down on my engorged glans, her index finger flicked back and forth on my urethral opening, her middle and ring fingers held my penis in her palm, and her slender pinky finger even stimulated my scrotum with her nail, while her other hand continuously caressed my testicles in a way I couldn't even see.
"No... ah..." My already somewhat loosened ejaculation threshold couldn't withstand this "torture." Waves of pleasure surged, one stronger than the next, an impulse shooting from my genitals through my back, pounding into my brain like an electric current. Excitedly, I straightened my legs, completely abandoning any futile resistance: "Jiajia... I can't take it anymore... ah..."
Before Zhang Jiadi could prepare, I irresponsibly ejaculated, spraying everywhere—my semen covered Zhang Jiadi's hair, face, clothes, and even her breasts. But Zhang Jiadi still wouldn't let me go, continuing to excitedly stroke me, making me feel like I wanted to die. Everyone knows that the glans is most sensitive at this time; how could I withstand her torment? I quickly begged for mercy: "No... my darling... no... stop... I'm going to die!"
Zhang Jiadi then playfully stuck out her tongue and stopped, but still wouldn't let it go, scolding me: "Who knew you'd be so fast? And you got me all covered in it! I
can't let this go without punishing you!" "No... you can't use this as an excuse..." I weakly retorted.
"Who? Who's using this as an excuse! Looks like you haven't learned your lesson yet, hmph." Zhang Jiadi then brandished her "terrifying" hands, threatening me.
"Eh... stop... stop... I was wrong, I was wrong!" I immediately begged for mercy. This was going to kill me! She was such a nice Capricorn woman, how did I turn her into this? It's a tragedy.
Zhang Jiadi then smiled with satisfaction, took some tissues, cleaned herself up briefly, then lay down again, pulled my arm around her, and pressed herself tightly against me. After thinking for a moment, she straddled me. Seemingly finding her favorite position, she relaxed and started chatting with me casually about her university life this semester. Don't be fooled by her innocent appearance, everyone! This cunning woman is just waiting for me to regain my strength; she won't let me off so easily!
"This isn't good..." I thought, my mind racing, "Jiajia, I'm a little thirsty, could you get me some water?"
"Okay," Zhang Jiadi replied sweetly, getting up and slipping on her slippers to fetch me some water, when she suddenly turned around and yelled at me, "Don't try anything funny! I won't let you get away with this! Hmph!" Startled, I quickly put on an innocent expression, "No way, come back here!" I even blew her a kiss from afar. She was finally satisfied. Sigh... she actually found out. I actually wanted to run away. Seriously, how come this usually silly woman is getting more and more shrewd?
However, looking at her slender figure, my memory, like a turned-on phonograph, automatically replayed, recalling the absurdity and beauty of when we first met…
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The first time I saw Zhang Jiadi, she was on stage playing Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, while I was in the audience, crammed into the sports center with over a thousand classmates to watch her performance. That day was December 30th, our school's New Year's Eve party. That year, I was a freshman in high school. And Zhang Jiadi was twenty-eight years old.
I was sitting in the thirtieth row, and from afar I could only see a grand piano and a tall, slender figure. This poor woman, more than half a year ago, her husband died unexpectedly from severe asthma. Uh, let me just say this first, isn't dying from asthma a romantic way to die? Like Teresa Teng, for example. Actually, the pain is unimaginable. At the time, I didn't know any of this, I really didn't, because from a distance I thought the person on stage was a melancholic, handsome guy! Exaggerated, right?
Why am I even misunderstanding the gender? Let me continue my rant: First, Zhang Jiadi's hair wasn't very long back then; many artists have this hairstyle—shoulder-length straight hair. Second, this unfortunate woman, of all things to wear, she wore a suit! A black suit with a white shirt! Third, of all things, why did she have to be so tall, 176 centimeters! I was only 172 centimeters at the time! Fourth, of all things to choose, she chose such a gender-neutral name. Listen to this, Zhang Jiadi. Do you know any men named "Jiadi"? I know several of my classmates.
Looking back now, that must have been her period of recovery from grief. Also, it's worth mentioning that Zhang Jiadi's surname is Zhang, and Li Shu's husband's surname is also Zhang, named Zhang Jiayi. They share the same great-grandfather. The Zhang family is a large family in our small town. So, Zhang Jiadi is Zhang Jiayi's half-sister, and Li Shu is her sister-in-law… Hmm, can you sense the darkness here? It was during this time that Zhang Jiayi cheated on Li Shu with her boyfriend… I'm not sure if my physical relationship with Zhang Jiadi was also Li Shu's revenge on the Zhang family…
I don't know exactly how Li Shu and Zhang Jiadi became best friends, but I imagine they were either relatives, colleagues, or, more importantly, both emotionally hurt. So, these two charming young women ended up being the perfect match for me, the wounded little brother, haha, wahaha… cough cough… I'm getting a bit carried away…
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In my memory, the second time I saw Zhang Jiadi was in my second year of high school. I was 176 centimeters tall then, but even in high heels, she still looked down at me! She didn't say anything, just pulled me along and took me to the deserted North Experimental Building, where she just stared down at me without uttering a word. I really couldn't figure out what this stunningly beautiful older sister's purpose was.
"Teacher…" I tentatively tried to speak. I guessed she must be a teacher; students wouldn't have this kind of aura.
"Shut up!" the mature woman roared. Bad luck…did I offend her? Her eyes were even red with anger.
But high school boys are all rebellious, fearless, always thinking about fighting. Her yelling only fueled my anger. "What are you talking about? She's just pretty!" Uh, actually she is very pretty, uh, of course, her figure is great, uh, her skin is great, uh, her technique is even better…wait, where did I get that from? "Even my homeroom teacher has never yelled at me like that. If I'm wrong, at least explain it to me, you lunatic…" Thinking I was ignoring her, I turned to leave.
"Stop!" Two words again. This mature woman has no creativity. Then I heard the clatter of high heels chasing after me, blocking my way. Before I could even figure out what was happening, I was stunned by a slap across the face… “If anyone’s leaving, it’s me first…” Okay, at least it wasn’t just two words, but what did that even mean? I stood there dumbfounded, covering my face, watching her run away crying, completely bewildered.
I returned to the classroom, sulking with the slap mark on my face. Zhang Ying, sitting behind me, immediately poked her
head in and asked, “Xiao Bei, what did Teacher Zhang want with you?” “Who? Which Teacher Zhang?” I kept my face covered, not really paying attention.
“It’s Teacher Zhang Jiadi!” Seeing my still confused expression, she added, “The beautiful girl, the one in the long skirt, she asked me who you were, and I just pointed… and then… she called you away… and left…” Her voice trailed off under my increasingly angry gaze. "Well, we've finally found the source!" Before I could even process what was happening, Zhang Ying raised her voice again, pointing at my face and exclaiming, "Ah! Xiao Bei, who did you get punished?"
"Shut up!" Cough, I'd actually been "infected" by Zhang Jiadi...
That evening, I went to Li Shu's place. She invited me to dinner, which was also a way of asking me to go for tutoring. I was feeling quite annoyed, but seeing Li Shu soon made me feel a little better. By then, I already knew Li Shu was pregnant. I won't go into the details of that in this post, as it's part of Zhang Jiadi's story. The focus of this post is my first threesome.
It was at Li Shu's friend's house (this friend wasn't coming back, haha, everyone agrees, right?). Li Shu and I sat facing each other at the table. As I ate, I felt something was off. I put down my chopsticks, and Li Shu was looking at me like a fox, a slightly wicked smile on her lips. "The finger marks on my face should have faded by now..." I muttered to myself.
"Sister, is something wrong? Didn't you say you were pregnant...?" I thought Li Shu wanted to have sex with me. Actually, I'm quite considerate, and I was afraid of hurting her.
"What are you thinking! Hmm?" Li Shu poked me with her finger. I realized I was overthinking it and chuckled awkwardly.
"Did you see Jiadi today?" Li Shu asked casually.
"Who...who?" I was startled, my face turning slightly awkward. "Uh...a classmate, we see each other every day..." I didn't know which "Jiadi" she was referring to. "You're not talking about Zhang Jiadi, are you?" I felt a little guilty and wanted to touch my face. Because of my imagination, my left cheek, which I had slapped earlier, felt hot again.
"Still playing dumb with me, hehe, didn't Zhang Jiadi come to see you today?" Just what I feared most came true! Li Shu's mischievous smile widened, as if she had everything under control. I felt like a little white rabbit waiting to be ravaged by the big bad wolf… uh, a little white rabbit…
“Sis… how do you know everything? What happened? Why… why did she slap me?” Now that everything was out in the open, I didn’t hold back anymore, because I was also furious. The series of events had left me confused, and finally I had someone to talk to.
Li Shu finally showed a hint of surprise. She quickly stood up. “What? She hit you?” Li Shu hurriedly went around the table and cupped my face in her hands, examining it carefully. Finally, she vaguely saw a finger mark on my left cheek. “Hmph! This little brat! That’s too much!” She said, kissing me tenderly.
“Xiao Bei, don’t worry, I’ll definitely get it back for you, hmph!” She said, then plopped down on my lap. I was still completely confused by her words, and while I was still groping her, I asked, "Good sister, what exactly happened? Tell me about it."
Li Shu was enjoying my "Lushan's claws" with her eyes closed. When I asked, she didn't open her eyes, but leaned closer to me and said lazily, "You little rascal, you're in luck..." Then, she recounted the whole story. (The sex scene is coming soon, hang in there!)
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Zhang Jiadi and her husband fell in love at first sight. That year, Zhang Jiadi was twenty-five years old and a rising star in the provincial music scene. Her husband, who was two years younger than her, was a ballet dancer. Don't ask me why an asthma patient can dance ballet. Have you seen the movie "Goal!"? No? Go watch it yourself! These two artistic people collided like Mars and Earth, and it was a complete disaster. They got married without the consent of their parents.
Two romantic people, and their wedding was romantic too—a trip to the Aegean Sea for their wedding. Although it seems a bit cliché now, many relatives and friends didn't even know Zhang Jiadi was married. Leaving aside whether such a whirlwind marriage would last, the two did enjoy a happy life for a while. But this happiness was short-lived; just two years later, the ballet dancer died unexpectedly and irresponsibly. The cause of death was a sudden, severe asthma attack, and Zhang Jiadi was devastated.
However, according to Li Shu's inside story… well… I'll keep it quiet, everyone keep it quiet… the truly shocking part was the location of the ballet dancer's death: a hotel! Not shocking enough? To be more specific, it was a female ballet dancer's room. Still not shocking enough? To be even more specific, when he died, a man and a woman were rehearsing an "adult film." That can't be anything but shocking, right? Moreover, according to Li Shu, the female "actress" had a round face, a very round face… poor Zhang Jiadi was truly traumatized.
This incident caused quite a stir at the time. Zhang Jiadi was taken home by her parents, but the proud and arrogant Zhang Jiadi always felt that people were talking about her behind her back, which made her, who already had an unusual worldview, even more unusual, and she became neurotic. It took more than half a year to gradually adjust her mindset, and the first time I saw Zhang Jiadi in a suit was her first public performance after her comeback. By the way, does anyone here believe in fate?
Fate
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I kept stroking her, and Li Shu was a little aroused by my touch. She quickly grabbed my hand that was inside her clothes: "No... let me finish." Li Shu's face was red, and I knew she was also having a hard time holding back, so I didn't press her. Li Shu took a few deep breaths to calm down and then said: "Do you remember when you called me a few days ago? I didn't answer, and then I called you back. I was in the mall at the time and said it was too noisy, and we would talk tomorrow."
I briefly recalled that there was such an incident. "Yeah, I remember. What happened?"
"Zhang Jiadi was with me that day. We were having coffee, and my phone was on the coffee table."
I still didn't understand what this had to do with Zhang Jiadi hitting me. "Huh? And then?" I asked Li Shu.
She didn't answer my question directly but picked up her phone and placed it on the table. The screen was huge, 2.2 inches. I looked at it enviously. This phone was a Nokia 7610, which cost 3,800 yuan back then. Most guys who aren't too young should know that. I still didn't understand. Li Shu sighed and said, "Call me with your phone." Ugh, Li Shu is so mean! She's humiliating me! Mine isn't a phone, it's just a cheap pager! That bad woman! But I did as she said and dialed Li Shu's number.
Accompanied by the classic Nokia ringtone, a caller ID picture appeared on the lit screen—my…
"No way..." I exclaimed. Li Shu nodded, seeing that I finally understood. But my next words almost made Li Shu explode, "You mean, I look like that sesame seed face?" Seeing the growing gloom on Li Shu's face, I quickly took back my joke, "It can't be that much of a coincidence, right? She hit me because I look like..."
Li Shu shook her head and explained, "Actually, in my opinion, we're only about 70% similar. If she hadn't pressed me that day, saying you looked like him, I wouldn't have thought you two had anything in common. Maybe it's her problem!" Li Shu pointed to her head, implying that Zhang Jiadi wasn't mentally sound.
I felt wronged. Zhang Jiadi isn't normal, but are you? Why did you take those selfies? Are you really that open? Luckily, it was Zhang Jiadi who saw it. What if your husband, Zhang Jiayi, saw it? That wouldn't just be a slap in the face. I didn't dare say it aloud, only muttering it under my breath.
Li Shu, however, continued talking to herself, "That day she kept insisting on seeing you, but I suppressed it. Then this afternoon she called, crying, saying she saw you and wanted to arrange a time to meet you. Who knew this little brat would hit you?" As she spoke, Li Shu's eyes lit up. "Xiao Bei, don't worry, I'll definitely find everything for you. Humph! That Zhang guy..." She was practically dancing with excitement. I watched
Li Shu, absorbed in her own design, breaking out in a cold sweat. (Phew, the plot is finally over; next up is the sex scene.)
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Suddenly, I felt a chill on my forehead. I opened my eyes and saw Zhang Jiadi playfully waving a bottle of 7UP at me. Heh, how thoughtful of her, keeping my favorite drinks at home. I patted the mattress next to me, gesturing for her to lie down.
"What were you thinking about just now? You seemed so engrossed?" Zhang Jiadi lay down, adopting a "little bird nestled against me" posture. Sigh... a petite bird at 176 centimeters! Luckily, I managed to break through to 178 centimeters in my senior year of high school, but women's height is always apparent. If we went out together, people would still think she was much taller than me.
Since I couldn't avoid fate, I might as well learn to enjoy it. Knowing I couldn't escape it, I turned to face Zhang Jiadi, our eyes meeting. "Actually, it's nothing. I just suddenly remembered when we first met. You were so beautiful that I forgot to breathe (actually, I was just saying it)." Women love to hear sweet words. Of course, don't be too fake. Say it to her half-truths so she'll see it in her mind.
Sure enough, Zhang Jiadi's face flushed pink after hearing this, and she lowered her eyes shyly. She reached out her right hand and gently stroked my cheek: "Does it still hurt here?" I covered hers with my hand, pulled it to my lips, and gently bit her palm. "It hurts, so you'll have to spend your whole life making it up to me."
Zhang Jiadi almost buried her face in her cleavage, but I heard her softly hum in response. Ah, she's getting cuter and cuter. I really have to thank fate for giving me such a huge advantage. Although everyone, including Li Shu, thought Zhang Jiadi was abnormal, only I knew she was perfectly normal. All her seemingly abnormal actions were her way of protecting herself, protecting her fragile heart. She was truly afraid of getting hurt. Perhaps when I suddenly appeared, she really did consider using me as a "substitute," but now, all she could do was deceive herself. The person she couldn't live without was me.
"Jiajia, come to my arms." Our understanding was so profound that we didn't need to say much; she knew what I meant. Zhang Jiadi gracefully leaned closer, her back to me, resting her slender back against my embrace. She had a perfect nine-head figure, with her upper and lower body perfectly proportioned, and her little bottom was round and perky like a full moon. If there was any flaw, it was that she was too slender; her breasts weren't very full. However, she didn't care, because I really don't have high requirements for breasts, a B cup is fine, while Zhang Jiadi is a C. With
my right arm being used as a pillow by Zhang Jiadi, I only had my left hand left to do whatever I wanted. I gently ran my fingers, still warm from holding a cold drink, over Zhang Jiadi's exposed lower abdomen. The icy sensation made her shudder, and she rubbed her full-moon-shaped buttocks against me in dissatisfaction, squeezing the "living space" of my penis, trapping it in her cleft. She seemed a little impatient, because I could hear her breathing quicken.
Easily unbuttoning my trousers, I slipped my hand inside, covering Zhang Jiadi's mons pubis. Just as I expected, it was a narrow silk sash; the thinnest part should already be digging into her vagina. Zhang Jiadi remained silent. This was her favorite routine; she didn't have to worry about anything during the whole process, just enjoy the sensation and silently cooperate. And she hoped I would lovingly caress every part of her body that she wanted to be loved. If I guessed right, she would repay me, with a soft sigh or a sweet murmur.
I think she's probably longing for me to gently tug at the fabric of her panties that's nestled in her tender spot. "Mmm..." Sure enough, I only tugged slightly, and Zhang Jiadi let out a soft moan. I think she wants me to know that she's completely wet down there. I gently reached down, and sure enough, it was as muddy as a swamp. "Oh..." Zhang Jiadi murmured. Actually, she was already wet when she was sucking me earlier, wasn't she? Her body has so many erogenous zones, and her heart is so easily embarrassed.
I gently caressed her, this place holding so many memories. To tease her, I always avoided her sensitive labia minora and didn't soothe her lustful clitoris. She fidgeted with her legs, trying to find some comfort, but these little attempts and efforts seemed ineffective. Under my teasing, our pianist became increasingly restless, even her body twisting along with it. Finally, the pianist couldn't take it anymore: "Husband...love me..." she said, nervously biting her thumb.
"Good girl, lift your butt up!" To pull down her pants, I gently encouraged her, lightly patting her pert buttocks. When she lifted her buttocks on her own, I pulled her pants down a little, revealing her fair and round buttocks. Hehe, sure enough, it was a purple t-back with a side clasp. Actually, Zhang Jiadi didn't know that I don't like purple, but the purple underwear looked really beautiful on her. I only needed to gently pull the clasp of the underwear, and it would be off. Wouldn't it be perfect for sex?
But I deliberately didn't give in to her wishes. "Since you're going to make sure I can't get out of bed tomorrow, then you shouldn't get out of bed either," I thought mischievously. I caressed her buttocks with my whole hand and secretly blew a breath into her ear. Our pianist got goosebumps from her sensitivity; the touch was quite unique. Perhaps it had been too long since we'd been intimate, but Zhang Jiadi was more sensitive than usual.
"Jiajia, you're a little different today!" I said, biting her ear as I spoke.
"No...where...no...different..." The words were mumbled from her mouth, which was biting her finger.
I pressed my finger against her vulva and rubbed it. "It's so wet here today, it's never been like this before. Why is that?"
Zhang Jiadi answered bitterly, "Ugh...it's...it's because I...missed you..."
Hearing Zhang Jiadi's "confession," my heart softened. To leave such a beautiful young woman alone in her boudoir for me would be a sin against heaven. I couldn't bear to make her suffer any longer, so I asked, "Jiajia, can we wait a little longer?" But to avoid being too forward, I still inquired.
"No...it hurts...it hurts me...please...slow down..." Zhang Jiadi closed her eyes, looking completely at ease.
Actually, I had already regained my composure. After all, I had such a devastatingly beautiful woman in my arms! I shifted my body downwards a bit. Sigh...being tall has its inconveniences. Zhang Jiadi's height is about the same as mine. If it were Li Shu, I could just insert from behind.
I wonder if anyone has ever done this? It's where both of you lie on your sides, and then you insert from behind. The man can hug the woman tightly from behind, allowing your body curves to completely overlap. The advantage of this is that you can do it for a long time without either of you getting tired, and each thrust has a chance to hit the woman's G-spot on the front wall of the vagina. This is Zhang Jiadi's favorite position.
Of course, this position has limitations. It requires a certain length from the man; if it's too short, it'll easily slip out. It also has some requirements for the woman, like her buttocks can't be too big! Hehe, you know… My size isn't exactly majestic, but it's just right for Li Shu's big butt. However, Li Shu doesn't like this position because it's too gentle. She prefers the riding position, which allows her to take the lead and be more intense.
Cough cough… Why am I thinking about Li Shu while I'm making love with Zhang Jiadi? I should reprimand myself; I can't tell our pianist! I gently pulled out the panties from between her legs. Hmm, I'll do it like this, without taking off her panties. Although I can't see her alluring vulva, I can guess that it must be slightly pulsating with her breathing, and her vulva must be overflowing with desire.
I roughly aimed my penis at Zhang Jiadi's vagina, and after a little probing, I found the right spot. The head of my penis easily slipped into the embrace of her labia minora. Before I could make any further moves, she eagerly moved closer, wanting to swallow my entire penis as quickly as possible. I knew that although she was impatient, she still preferred me to insert it slowly, so I didn't move, waiting for her to complete her first intimate moment after a long period of abstinence.
Sure enough, just as I thought, after nearly three months without sex, Zhang Jiadi's vagina had returned to its original, untouched state, very narrow. Fortunately, there was enough lubrication, so although it was difficult, it didn't hurt her too much. "Hiss..." However, penetration was clearly not a woman's exclusive privilege. Zhang Jiadi sighed with a mixture of pain and pleasure, but a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead from the effort.
I felt sorry for her and patted Zhang Jiadi's bottom. She stopped moving; she knew that I was telling her, "Let me do it." I supported her hips and slowly explored my penis into her opening, feeling the folds of her vagina brush against my glans, across the coronal sulcus, as if breaking through layers of ambiguity, reluctant to leave but never looking back.
"Mmm...husband..." Zhang Jiadi was getting into the mood, letting out a sticky sigh, calling to me.
I didn't speak, just kissed her exposed shoulder, and continued cautiously advancing to the deepest part of her opening.
Zhang Jiadi kept sighing and murmuring. Since the long holiday in October, the penis she had been longing for had returned, returning to cherish her loneliness and love her body and soul. "Mmm...husband...Jiajia is so happy..."
Zhang Jiadi's buttocks finally pressed against my lower abdomen. The short journey had been somewhat tiring. I breathed a sigh of relief, as if I had completed a glorious mission. Zhang Jiadi, with her back to me, chuckled softly. I ignored her, and with my left hand, having completed its task, I gently squeezed her hemispherical breast. She wrapped her arm around mine, her hand lightly resting on the back of my hand, kneading it along with mine.
"Ah...husband...move...move a little..." Zhang Jiadi pleaded softly, "I...it's so swollen..."
Our upper bodies pressed tightly together, and I slowly thrust my penis in and out. It was wonderful; we both loved this delicate intimacy, each other in the other, a perfect blend. Zhang Jiadi, meanwhile, gently swayed her little bottom, allowing my penis to soothe every inch of her tender flesh that needed special care. Her suggestive moans echoed her movements, giving me the illusion of playing a musical instrument.
"Ah...ah...ah...so comfortable..." Perhaps it really was comfortable, as Zhang Jiadi's arm tightened around my hand, making it almost impossible for me to knead her breasts any further. I simply stopped moving, merely pinching her erect nipple and gently teasing it with two fingers.
"Oh...good...ah...it's hitting the spot...woo..." Zhang Jiadi tilted her head back comfortably, wanting to get closer to me, but unfortunately she was still too tall, and I couldn't reach her little mouth. I could only apologetically lick her shoulder.
"Ah...ah...heh..." she breathed softly.
"Jiajia...do you like it?"
"Mmm...I like it...wooh...I like it...don't...don't stop..." I paused for a moment, and she wouldn't let it go. "Ah...husband...I...missed you..." "
Mmm...good girl...I'm back now."
"Oh...ah...but...ouch...oh...Jiajia still...misses you...what should I do?"
"..." I didn't know how to answer. This infatuated woman always made my heart ache.
Under the constant teasing and grinding, Zhang Jiadi's body became more and more relaxed, and her alluring moans gradually grew louder.
"Ah...ah...yes...husband...love me, love...love me...oh...ah...mmm...ah—oh—so good...ah—husband...Jiajia...so good...Jiajia...being fucked by husband...so good...mmm...oh..." Zhang Jiadi's voice rose and fell with her favorite rhythm.
"Ah—I can't take it anymore...ah—I can't...ah...hug...hug...ah..."
"Ah—fuck Jiajia...fuck Jia...Jia's little hole...ah...my little hole is so swollen...ah...husband is...mmm...it's so big again..."
"Ugh...oh...husband...do you...love...don't you...ah...ah..." Hehe, this insecure older sister always likes to ask questions during sex. If I don't respond, she becomes anxious and insecure. So when you're with her, you have to be alert and vigilant.
"I...I love Jiajia the most. Jiajia, can you let me fuck you more often in the future?" I answered casually.
Zhang Jiadi chuckled foolishly, "Hehe...you're so naughty...oh...a little to the left..."
I persisted, "No, tell me, will you let me do it?"
"Ah...ah...no...no...you won't...rape...rape...me...ah—ah—yes...deeper...oh...oh...fuck you...Jiajia...ah—almost...almost there...ah—" Zhang Jiadi's cries grew louder and louder, she was close to climaxing.
I squeezed her breasts hard and began to thrust, and Zhang Jiadi cried out even more wildly, "Ah—ah—woo woo...want...woo woo...my little hole...want...woo...it's broken...woo..." With a cry of joy mixed with sorrow, Zhang Jiadi could no longer hold back, desperately shaking her little buttocks, seeking greater pleasure for herself.
"Husband...fuck your Jiajia...ah—ahhh—it's coming—" I felt her whole body spasm, her toes pointing outwards. Three months had passed, and this long-awaited orgasm seemed even more intense. A small amount of fluid even splashed onto my scrotum. Seriously? Was Jiajia really that excited? She even lost control of her bladder during her orgasm.
I wanted to retaliate by continuing to thrust, but seeing how comfortable she was, I couldn't bring myself to. I just pushed my penis in a little deeper to satisfy her even more.
About half a minute later, Zhang Jiadi gradually calmed down, but she no longer had the strength to maintain the original position and collapsed onto the bed. She weakly said, "Husband...press me down..."
I climbed on top of her, supporting myself with my elbows to keep her from catching her breath. "Jiajia...do you like it?"
"Ugh..." She buried her face in the pillow, ignoring me. I knew she must be incredibly ashamed. Although she only urinated a little, she had indeed lost control of her bladder. For someone as conscious of her image as her, she must have been mortified.
"Okay, okay, it's nothing, you're just happy!" This ignited a powder keg. Zhang Jiadi suddenly flipped me over—with my cooperation, of course—and pinned me beneath her, her face flushed. "Don't tell! Don't tell!" I quickly made a surrender gesture with my hands. "Okay, I won't tell, I won't tell." That still didn't work. Zhang Jiadi persisted: "You didn't know anything just now! Did you know?" I was speechless. "Uh… so should I 'know' or 'not know'?"
Zhang Jiadi was so amused by me that he was about to collapse. Afraid I would tease him again, he kissed me with his small mouth. And it actually worked! I immediately fell silent. She then secretly stuck her tongue out, playfully taunting me in my mouth. Uh… she didn't rinse her mouth after giving me oral sex, did she? Uh… what bad luck! But looking at her self-deceiving expression, she hasn't changed a bit since our first time!
*** *** *** ***
The third time I saw Zhang Jiadi was at her house. It was the afternoon before our meeting, and Li Shu was dragging me shopping. This was the first time we'd openly gone out together; her purpose was to buy me a suit. Looking at myself in the fitting room mirror, I felt incredibly uncomfortable. Actually, thinking about it carefully, Li Shu seemed very shrewd, but she kept making foolish moves. People shouldn't think too highly of themselves, or they'll definitely be seen as fools. Don't understand? Then keep reading.
They say men look their dumbest the first time they wear a suit for a job interview, and that's exactly how I feel right now. But I'm not going for a job interview; I'm going to Zhang Jiadi's family dinner. Not only am I feeling awkward, but even Li Shu is frowning at me: "You usually look quite good-looking, but why do you look... well, I feel like hitting someone in this suit?" Li Shu circled around me, trying to find something wrong. Completely clueless, she turned to the sales assistant and asked, "Sister, can you help me see what's wrong with him?"
The sales assistant, being a professional, had actually been holding back her laughter for a while. Her face was flushed, but she didn't laugh. Moreover, she had already spotted the problem. She politely explained to Li Shu, "You see, doesn't this gentleman look more like a womanizer in a suit? A bit..." Li Shu immediately understood, exclaiming, "Yes, yes, that's it! He looks like an unreliable man!"
Looking at myself in the mirror, I gave a wry smile, "Is it that obvious?" Li Shu, all the sales assistants, and even a passerby picking out clothes all said in unison, "Yes, hopelessly obvious!" I said, "Can't you guys give me some face? It's not like I'm here to wear a suit, you bunch of gossipy women!
" "How about it," the sales assistant suggested, "if you trust me, I can design a solution for this 'gentleman'?" "Okay, he really deserves a beating like this!" Li Shu shook his head helplessly.
When I came out of the fitting room, I felt much more comfortable. In fact, there wasn't much difference, right? Just now, I was wearing a formal suit, a gray suit and a white shirt. Now I have taken off the top and put on a white shirt. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up according to the guidance of the shopping guide, and the trousers were replaced by some casual black straight pants, but the way they looked at me changed! What's going on? The shopping guide girl at the door was breathing a little uncoordinated. She lowered her head to help me take care of my clothes. She seemed to pinch me secretly, huh? How dare you tease me? "Madam, do you think it's much better now?" the shopping guide asked Li Shu.
And Li Shu was like a nympho, looking at me with golden stars in his eyes... Uh, no need to be so exaggerated, right? Why don't you pretend to be an anime character? "Well, it's much better. Although it still looks pretty, I feel very comfortable." Why do I feel something is wrong? Although Li Shu said that, why do I feel like she is going to come up and rape me? "That's too much!"
The sales assistant, having seen countless people, quickly calmed down and jokingly asked, "What month is your birthday, sir?"
"June, why?"
"Ah, just as I expected, you're a Gemini, right?"
"Uh, yes."
The sales assistant had an "I knew it" look on her face, while Li Shu had a look as if I was secretly dating someone else behind her back, and said sourly, "Hmph! You heartbreaker!" I said, what's going on here?
On the way back from the mall, Li Shu was sullen, and I didn't know how to comfort her. I still didn't understand what was going on. "Sis, are you angry with me?"
Li Shu slammed on the brakes, pulled the car over to the side of the road, and sighed disappointedly, "Sigh... I just regret it a little." My face darkened instantly, and all the words I wanted to say to cheer her up were swallowed back. I turned my head away from her, "..."
Li Shu was clearly stunned, suddenly realizing that she had misunderstood me. Yes, she regretted it. Regretted what? "Do you regret sleeping with your student?" "Oh! Look at you... what are you thinking? Why are you so easily angered?" I stubbornly refused to look at her. Li Shu found it both amusing and exasperating. Her small hand brazenly grabbed my genitals and rubbed them hard. "Good Xiao Bei, sister... sister likes this place the most... how could I regret sleeping with you..." Ultimately, it wasn't realistic for a woman to openly say "making love," so Li Shu stopped herself, still holding my penis with a resentful look.
I fell for her trick. Although I pretended to be unhappy, I still asked, "Then why are you so sullen, sister?" Li Shu looked at me with a hint of grievance. "Sigh, I shouldn't have agreed to her. Now I'm a little reluctant!" I didn't understand what she meant. There was only one suspicious "she" in the sentence, but damned Chinese, "he" and "she" sound exactly the same. I didn't even know if the "she" Li Shu was referring to was male or female!
"Sister... you..." Before I could finish speaking, Li Shu interrupted me. "Xiao Bei, don't ask me anything yet, you'll understand everything in a bit. I just want to ask you, will you leave me? After all, I'm pregnant, and we can't...can't do it for a long time..." All I could hear in Li Shu's voice was unease. Indeed, I could feel her reluctance, but I didn't think much of it. I just assumed she wanted to make love with me but was too afraid.
I grabbed Li Shu's small hand and kissed the back of it deeply: "Sister, you know I won't." I spoke earnestly. Li Shu touched my cheek and smiled, saying, "Yes, I believe you. Let's go, let's go eat."
Li Shu still didn't want to tell me anything. Would I understand everything in a bit? Could it be related to Zhang Jiadi? My mind raced with thoughts, and Li Shu's mind must have been in turmoil too. We drove in silence to Zhang Jiadi's house. There was another woman there, her mind in turmoil, restless and uneasy. She might lose her virginity today; it had been almost two years since she'd last. Hearing from Li Shu that he… thinking of all the possibilities that night, Zhang Jiadi's face flushed. She picked up the red wine on the table and took a large gulp, trying to calm herself. This was her third glass, but the effect seemed minimal…
At that moment, a tall, graceful figure also appeared in my mind, swaying her hips, gradually blurring. My left cheek felt slightly hot again. Zhang Jiadi, oh Zhang Jiadi…
*** *** *** ***
Zhang Jiadi opened the door for us. Her hair was simple and straight, casually held back with a hair clip, yet every strand was smooth and shiny. Her face, without any makeup, had a natural rosy glow. Oh, and with each breath, a faint scent of wine wafted over.
"Hmm? Jiadi, you've been drinking?" Li Shu had also smelled it, his tone somewhat surprised.
Zhang Jiadi had been observing me the whole time, her chest heaving, clearly agitated. She only looked away when Li Shu asked, "Um, I was thirsty, I drank a little..." Li Shu, however, persisted, moving closer to Zhang Jiadi and taking a deep breath, but remained silent, her gaze towards Zhang Jiadi complex.
The atmosphere became somewhat awkward. Zhang Jiadi coughed lightly and led us inside. She led the way, and I discreetly observed the room's decor. It was very clean, yet felt desolate—a bit bleak indeed. Today, Zhang Jiadi wore a white, fitted blouse and high-waisted black culottes. The waist was very high, reaching just below her breasts, and the culottes were loose and long, swaying as she walked, obscuring the curves of her legs and feet, but revealing her graceful waist. Zhang Jiadi's mere gait was breathtakingly beautiful, utterly captivating! This humble monk will take you… uh… I misspoke.
Li Shu nudged me with her elbow and whispered, "Hmph...she did it on purpose, you vixen, you're both wearing the same outfit!" I then realized, yes, both were white on top and black on the bottom, it was indeed a bit...unfortunate. Helpless, I could only draw out, "Sister—" Li Shu rolled her eyes at me and followed after me.
"Sister-in-law..." Zhang Jiadi led us to the restaurant and asked us to sit down. Her address to Li Shu sounded somewhat deliberate and stiff, as if she had never called Li Shu that before. I glanced at Li Shu, and sure enough, she frowned awkwardly. Hmm? Was she calling me that for me to hear? What was her purpose?
"Also...um, your name is Xiao Bei, right?"
"Yes, Yu Xiao Bei."
"Sit wherever you like."
"Xiao Bei, sit here." Li Shu sat down first, somewhat angrily, pulling the chair next to her closer, and then, in an unyielding tone, assigned me a seat. I glanced awkwardly at the homeowner, who seemed completely unconcerned, though the veins on her forehead were throbbing slightly… Uh, what's going on? Something's off about everything.
So, I ended up sitting with Li Shu on one side, and Zhang Jiadi, finding it inconvenient to sit in the host's seat, had to sit opposite us, separated by a long table, but choosing to sit across from me. I vaguely heard a "smack," as if Li Shu was clenching her fist. The atmosphere was too strange. Wasn't Zhang Jiadi supposed to have invited us to this dinner to apologize to me? Li Shu is acting very strangely.
"Well… Xiao Bei, the main reason I invited you here is to apologize for what happened that day. You might have heard from 'sister-in-law'…" Zhang Jiadi mentioned Li Shu again, emphasizing the word "sister-in-law." It felt like she was reminding me that Li Shu has a husband. What was her purpose? Did she know about our affair and come to negotiate with me on Zhang Jiayi's behalf? But that didn't make sense either; Li Shu said she was the one apologizing… My mind raced.
Zhang Jiadi glanced at Li Shu and continued, "...I've been through some trauma, and sometimes my mind goes blank. I'm really sorry about that day. You should know, you and my ex-husband are quite similar..." She looked at me with a probing gaze. I quickly replied, "It's okay, Teacher Zhang, I understand."
"Well, you don't need to call me teacher. I'm just giving guidance to art students, not like 'sister-in-law,' she's your teacher." Uh, why does Zhang Jiadi always have such hidden meanings? "How about this, I'll toast you, and from now on..." Zhang Jiadi was still considering how to phrase it when I quickly replied, "I understand, I understand. Actually, it really doesn't need to be so complicated. I didn't take it to heart."
Zhang Jiadi, who was pouring me wine, trembled slightly upon hearing my words, pouring a lot of red wine into the glass at once, and softly repeated my words, "...I...I didn't take it to heart..." I looked at Li Shu, wanting her to smooth things over, but this woman acted as if it were none of her business, leaving me standing aside.
"Uh...no, I'm not very good with words. How about this, I'll drink this whole glass of wine as an apology, okay?" Wait a minute, how did it become me apologizing? But Zhang Jiadi seemed quite happy when I said I'd drink it all. Oh well, consider it interest from looking at a beautiful woman.
Li Shu, however, was a little unhappy. She snatched the wine bottle from Zhang Jiadi's hand and poured herself a drink, but hesitated, not daring to pour too much. Zhang Jiadi ignored her, just looked at me and gave me a mesmerizing smile! Wow! A devil, a devil! "Then let's toast to our mutual understanding?" Zhang Jiadi had already raised her glass. But a toast? This woman really thinks highly of me. I looked at the red liquid in the stemmed glass, feeling a little dizzy. I was caught in a dilemma, so I could only pretend to be a gentleman and raise my glass as well: "Yes, cheers."
I tilted my head back and tried my best to swallow the red wine in the glass. Glug...the taste of the wine was a little strange, but not very obvious. Maybe it was just the taste of this kind of red wine. Finally, I finished my drink and put down my glass. Only then did I notice Zhang Jiadi still looking at me. Seeing that I had finished, she gave me a slight bow and took a small sip. Yes! This vixen, just one sip!
"Then our misunderstanding is cleared up. Come on, try my cooking..." This vixen ignored me and steered the conversation away from the main point, inviting us to eat. I looked at my empty glass and shrugged helplessly.
We chatted casually. Zhang Jiadi, having traveled extensively, was quite knowledgeable and talkative, and Li Shu was equally engaging. After all, they were best friends, so they must have a lot in common. But today, for some reason, things weren't quite right. As for me, I mostly listened, not feeling neglected. The women were beautiful, the food was delicious, and besides, these two women were mostly talking to me. I didn't really want to talk, because I felt increasingly thirsty.
"Uh... I think, I'd like some more wine..." I was a little embarrassed because I had already finished my second glass of wine, but I was still thirsty, though I didn't feel drunk. My heart was beating a little fast, and I was looking forward to something happening. I really wanted to touch Li Shu next to me...
Zhang Jiadi smiled brightly and was about to refill my glass, but Li Shu objected: "Jiadi, don't let him drink anymore!"
I looked at Zhang Jiadi, she was beautiful, and then at Li Shu, who seemed even more beautiful now. Although I was still thirsty, seeing how much Li Shu cared about me warmed my heart, and I felt a little moved. So I secretly reached out and touched Li Shu's big butt. Li Shu didn't dodge, but the corners of her mouth curved upwards. Afterwards, she told me that she was very touched that day because I touched her butt, otherwise she wouldn't have let me have it so easily... Women's thinking... ugh...
Zhang Jiadi looked at Li Shu, and there was a deeper meaning in her eyes that I didn't see. But Li Shu said something that I only understood later: "He's almost done!" I didn't take it to heart at the time, feeling like I was being silly. Zhang Jiadi put down her wine after hearing this, and her gaze towards me changed.
I endured the unbearable thirst and my increasingly rapid heartbeat. Was I drunk? It didn't seem like it, but why did I so desperately want to make love to Li Shu? I was at a loss, unsure of what to do. I thought reaching out to touch Li Shu again might help, but before I could, her phone rang. She picked it up and left her seat, leaving me with empty space.
Zhang Jiadi had actually seen everything I did; the storm was brewing!
Li Shu quickly finished the call, and I thought I could finally touch her again, but she didn't even sit down. She told us she had some urgent business and had to leave. I thought, "Great, I'll take this opportunity to leave with her; I can't hold on much longer."
I said I wanted to leave too, but Li Shu said, "No, you stay with Jiadi first. I'll be right back." Then she left without looking back. I watched the direction she went, feeling a sense of emptiness. Then, with a "bang," I heard the door slam shut. Li Shu was gone.
I looked at Zhang Jiadi, bewildered. Huh? This devil, why does it act like I'm Tang Sanzang? Is it going to eat me? I don't know if it will eat me or not, but something is touching my leg under the table. And Zhang Jiadi is still looking at me with that irresistible smile. Hmm, something's not right. But that subtle teasing under the table makes me curious and expectant. I moved in that direction. Hmm? Soft, like a woman's delicate foot...
I didn't say anything because my mind was in turmoil. I was trying to control myself, very hard. Zhang Jiadi didn't say much either. At this point, she had everything under control. She noticed my changes, and her foot under the table gently teased the inside of my calf, just the right amount of time, so that I wouldn't be embarrassed to move away, nor could I calm my inner turmoil... Devil! This humble monk will take you in! Uh... I'm impulsive...
I really wanted to stand up and run to the bathroom, but my body didn't care about my thoughts at all. My body greedily wanted to stay here. I got an erection. I dared not look at Zhang Jiadi again; she was a beauty. My timid gaze darted around. Damn it, I just noticed that the restaurant walls were covered in oil paintings—paintings of nude women! Zhang Jiadi became even bolder; she knew when to do what. Her soft, slender feet were no longer satisfied with my calves; they explored between my legs, teasing me even more brazenly, circling closer and closer to my penis…
I was filled with anxious anticipation, yet my desire to escape only intensified. Finally, before I could even process what was happening, Zhang Jiadi's feet were already on my penis. Looking down, I could see a pair of beautiful, unbound feet gently caressing my penis. Even though I was reluctant, I had to leave. "Great pianist Zhang Jiadi raped at home; the man has been apprehended..." The thought of the possible headlines in the newspaper sent chills down my spine.
"Xiao Bei!" Zhang Jiadi's voice, perfectly timed, was a soft call that immediately interrupted my thoughts. My mind was acting up again! "Want to hear me play the piano?" she said, withdrawing her beautiful feet and coming to my side. Without giving me time to think, she took my hand and led me into the inner room. I held Zhang Jiadi's hand; it felt wonderful. I enjoyed holding her hand like this. Somehow, we ended up in a room.
The room was dimly lit. There was a large bed with light gray sheets, and opposite the bed was a medium-sized upright piano. Nothing else. Zhang Jiadi pinned me to the bed. She turned to play the piano, and the moment her hand slipped from mine, I instinctively grabbed it back. Zhang Jiadi chuckled, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, you can touch me as much as you want." I nodded, thinking it sounded perfectly normal.
Zhang Jiadi sat on the piano bench, opened the lid, and the instant her fingers touched the keys, her entire demeanor changed… uh… I don't know…
Without looking at the sheet music, it was just one piece, "Flight of the Bumblebee," a vixen! Why did you play this? My mind is in turmoil; I feel a constant buzzing in my ears, I can't take it anymore! Zhang Jiadi played for just over a minute. When she turned to look at me again, I was drenched in sweat, feeling like I was dying. Vixen, I hate you! My penis was throbbing, creating a huge tent in my pants! I realized, the alcohol was the problem! It must be! Please! Can't you be a little more creative?! Another aphrodisiac! The author calmly said: No.
Zhang Jiadi knew things had progressed naturally. She grabbed my right hand and placed it on her chest, her voice full of seduction: "Do you like it?" She definitely wasn't asking about the piece she played. My senses had returned somewhat, but my body needed something, like Zhang Jiadi! I didn't answer her, but instead asked with difficulty, "Is there something wrong with the wine...?" My hand, however, began to knead her tender breasts without restraint. Zhang Jiadi shook her head: "The wine is fine, but this kind of wine is called Lovers... have you heard of it?"
"Lovers... a nice name..."
"Is that so? But I don't like this name. You... are mine..."
"..." I was silent for a while, "Teacher Li and I..." I wanted to tell Zhang Jiadi, but she interrupted me: "I know... but she has a family, it's not suitable for you." But I stubbornly thought of the first woman in my life: "I... I won't leave her... I just promised her today..."
"Xiao Bei..." A voice filled with joyful tears, Li Shu was standing at the door.
I panicked a little and tried to stand up: "Sister... let me explain..." Zhang Jiadi was also surprised: "Why are you back?"
Li Shu didn't answer, but walked to my side, took my left hand, and placed it on her chest. She looked up at Zhang Jiadi, full of confidence: "Let's do it together! Do you dare?"
Zhang Jiadi hesitated, then looked at me again, "I've been looking forward to this all night," she said, feeling a little bitter, but should she just give up like this? Impossible! Zhang Jiadi also looked at Li Shu confidently: "Okay!"
The two of them had already made their decision before looking at me. What did they take me for? Of course, I was very angry—pretending to faint, hehe, what a joke, how many times in a lifetime can you get such a good opportunity? Seeing that I was pretending to be unconscious, the two women said in unison: "Hmph, getting a good deal and then acting innocent..."
Zhang Jiadi was more impatient after all, so she squatted down and deftly unbuttoned my shirt, taking it off for me. Because I had been sweating a lot, I looked very fit under the light. Zhang Jiadi hadn't smelled a man's scent in a long time. The moment his shirt was removed, he felt a surge of intoxication and couldn't help but reach out and caress my chest. "Hmm, very firm!" he said, seemingly remembering something, and then proceeded to unzip my pants. My
previously restrained penis sprang forth immediately, and a stronger wave of male pheromones washed over him. Zhang Jiadi couldn't help but softly exclaim, "Oh..."
Li Shu had already moved behind me, massaging my back with her ample breasts. Hearing Zhang Jiadi's exclamation, she said somewhat smugly, "How about that? I wasn't bragging, was I?" Uh, this woman, why does she say everything? Besides, my penis, what is she bragging about?
Zhang Jiadi chuckled, "Hmph! You're lucky!" He grasped my penis and gently stroked it, seemingly wanting to put it in his mouth, but after glancing at Li Shu, he ultimately lacked the courage. Zhang Jiadi's touch felt completely different from Li Shu's. It was as if she knew every sensitive spot on my body, and I instantly fell in love with the feeling; it was truly wonderful.
"Do you like it? There's still plenty of time. I won't let you ejaculate easily. I'm not exaggerating, but if I wanted to, you wouldn't last five minutes with me..." I didn't know if she was exaggerating, but I was actually very anxious. My entire penis was painfully swollen, and I really wanted to ejaculate irresponsibly. But Zhang Jiadi saw through me. She released my penis, pulled down my pants, and fully exposed me.
She swayed as she stood up, took two steps back with her back to me, and turned around to ask me, "Want to see my body? It's very beautiful!" Her voice was full of temptation. But Li Shu wouldn't have it: "Hmph! You vixen!"
Zhang Jiadi smiled nonchalantly, and unbuttoned her skirt. The waistband loosened instantly, and because the skirt was very loose, it slid to the ground as soon as she let go. What long, beautiful legs! I couldn't see her buttocks because her shirt covered them, but her long, shapely thighs were unmistakable. Zhang Jiadi's legs were too perfect, almost unreal. Her legs were straight and slender, yet not bony at all; every inch was so smooth and glossy. This must be natural beauty.
Zhang Jiadi was pleased with my expression and gave Li Shu a defiant look. Li Shu wasn't to be outdone; she immediately took off her top, revealing her full breasts. Perhaps due to pregnancy, her breasts were even fuller after a long time, and her nipples and areolas were a deeper color. Li Shu pressed her plump breasts against my back. Normally, my back doesn't have any erogenous zones, but the gentle pressure of her nipples was incredibly pleasurable.
Both women were confident and intelligent, knowing their strengths, resulting in a tie in the first round.
Zhang Jiadi, however, remained unhurried. This time, she faced me directly, her legs slightly bent, displaying alluring curves, and her hands began to unbutton her shirt, gradually revealing her body. As her shirt slipped down, Zhang Jiadi was left wearing only a pair of narrow panties and a sexy bra. Zhang Jiadi must exercise regularly; her figure was slender and shapely, without an ounce of excess fat. This enchantress had a Western-style figure—round, firm breasts, a slender waist, and a pert bottom; every part of her exuded exquisite beauty. Her
proportions were perfect, with long, swaying legs. Li Shu, you've truly lost. Perhaps Li Shu knew she was outmatched; this time, she didn't show any reaction, only biting me lightly to remind me not to forget her. How could I forget? I reached behind me, grabbed Li Shu's large buttocks, and gave them a firm squeeze. Li Shu immediately understood: "You bad boy, it's good you haven't forgotten..." How could I forget? How many times had I held her plump buttocks, marveling at them? She knew I loved her buttocks even more. Knowing her own worth, Li Shu trembled slightly with excitement.
Zhang Jiadi confidently pressed herself against me, sandwiching me between her and Li Shu. Hmm, her skin was incredibly smooth, without a single flaw. She gently rubbed her lower abdomen against mine, moaning softly, "Mmm...oh...the last one...you take it off..."
Li Shu also bit my ear, "Don't be biased, you take mine off too..."
Two naked lambs lay side by side on the bed, striking various seductive poses, while I stood naked on the bed, my penis erect. Li Shu was eager to try, and Zhang Jiadi was also impatient, but Li Shu was pregnant after all. She hesitated for a moment, somewhat unwilling: "Hmph, you go first... I... I..." Zhang Jiadi, like a proud peacock, stood up and came to the opposite side of me: "Come on, let me fall in love with you!" She said it as if it were a dream.
We slowly embraced, and the moment we pressed together, we were completely stunned. Yes, we were both surprised by such a coincidence. Our bodies, our bones, including every curve, every contour, were perfectly matched. We both felt that the other was our right one! There was no mistake, this was our destined other half, there was no mistake, because our heartbeats were synchronized!
Zhang Jiadi was in tears. She had found the answer. She finally understood why she was so agitated when she saw me. She finally understood why she had seduced me so wantonly. Because I was the one she had been searching for all along.
You were born before I was born, and I was born after you had grown old.
You regret that I was born too late, and I regret that you
were born too early. You were born before I was born, and I was born after you had grown old.
I regret that we were not born at the same time, so that I could be with you every day.
I was born before you were born, and you were born after I had grown old.
I am separated from you by the ends of the earth, and you are separated from me by the corners of the sea. I
was born before you were born, and you were born after I had grown old.
I will transform into a butterfly to seek flowers, and rest on fragrant grass every night.
I look at her, and my heart aches inexplicably, and this pain will last a lifetime…

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