Chapter 3 Bookstore Adventure
It was almost 1pm when I got home. After putting down a bunch of packaging bags, I fell on the bed exhausted. Suddenly, my eyelids felt heavy. No wonder, I was busy all morning and carrying so many things. After all, I was still a junior high school student, so it was normal to feel sleepy. I kicked off my shoes carelessly, without taking off my socks, adjusted my posture and fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but I smelled the aroma of food. I opened my hazy eyes and picked up my phone. It was already past 5pm. I slept for more than 4 hours. It seems that I was really exhausted this morning.
I propped myself up and sat up. The small bed beneath me creaked. It seemed that my cousin had done a lot of bad things. He had shaken the bed so loose. I looked around for the shoes I had kicked off, but I found that they were placed in front of my bed by someone. It must have been my aunt.
My aunt and I ate silently at the table, neither of us knowing what the other was thinking.
"Aunt, do you have any extra keys to the front door?"
"Yes, why are you asking?"
"Well, I want to go out for a walk tomorrow. If you want to go out, I have the key so I can open the door and go home by myself."
After all, I still have a playful heart, and staying at home all day is not my style.
"Go out? You've only been here for a few days and you're already thinking about going out? Do you know how to get around here?"
My aunt frowned and said coldly.
"Oh, can't I stay at home all the time? I have to go out sooner or later anyway, what's wrong with me getting familiar with the surroundings in advance? Besides, mobile navigation is so advanced nowadays, how can I get lost? I'm not a fool."
I argued with reason and was determined to get out.
After hearing what I said, my aunt slowed down her chewing pace, thought for a while and said:
"Okay, I'll give you the key after dinner. Be careful not to go too far and come back before 5pm."
After dinner, my aunt found a slightly rusty key from the drawer. It seemed that it had not been used for a long time. She wiped it with paper and inserted it into the keyhole. Fortunately, it could still be used.
"It's installed, be careful not to lose it"
I took the key with both hands and saluted my aunt.
"I promise that if the key is with the person, the key is gone after the person dies."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
My aunt was also amused by me. With a faint smile on her face, she poked my forehead with her finger.
"If I get rid of you, your mother will be mad at me."
There was no conversation that night. I got up early the next day, had breakfast, said goodbye to my aunt and went out. My aunt had something to go out for today, and asked me where I wanted to go and if she could give me a ride, but I refused.
I felt the fresh air and refreshed when I went out, which was much more comfortable than staying at home. I opened the map, found a bookstore that I had marked in advance, and went there. I saw this directly on the map. The bookstore in the picture looked a bit old and retro, so I thought about going there to take a look. Influenced by my mother, I always have some interest in retro things.
After taking a taxi, I arrived at the door of the bookstore in a short while. When I got off the bus and stood in front of the door, the retro and vicissitudes of the bookstore became more obvious.
Crunch
I gently pushed open the door of the bookstore, and the old wooden door made a sound that made my teeth ache, like an old man who was about to die.
After entering the door, I looked around. The bookstore is not very big, about 100 square meters. Several black wooden bookshelves are neatly placed in the center of the room. Under the sunlight shining through the skylight on the roof, they emit a dark light, with an indescribable sense of age. There is no dust on the bookshelves, it seems that someone wipes them frequently.
However, the books on the bookshelf were not so neat. They were all different sizes and randomly placed together. They could barely be called "placed" on the bookshelf. As for the books around the bookshelf, they were treated even worse. There were many bookcases at the base of the wall of the bookstore. Those books were randomly stuffed into the bookcases. There were different items and a wide variety of them. There were books about the human body, ghost stories, and I even saw pornographic books.
"What kind of bookstore is this? It's so unique..."
I rubbed my head, feeling quite helpless.
"Are you here to read a book? What are you doing standing here motionless?"
A female voice came from the counter next to me, and the voice was as clear and melodious as a yellow oriole.
Only then did I see a pair of bright and moving eyes staring at me vigilantly through the gaps between the books on the counter. The books on the counter were piled up like a mountain, so when I came in, I didn't notice that there was a girl standing inside.
"Um, I came here to read a book. It's my first time here, and I didn't realize you were here. Sorry."
I said with a little apology.
"First time?" I heard the sound of clothes being tugged from behind the book, and saw a blue-purple pattern passing through the gap. It turned out to be the girl walking out from the counter.
"Hey, he's still a handsome boy."
The girl said with a pouty mouth.
My eyes lit up. The girl in front of me had a single ponytail and was wearing a white dress with blue and purple patterns. Under the dress were her soft calves wearing white over-the-knee stockings and a pair of brown women's sneakers.
On the delicate oval face, a pair of willow-shaped eyebrows trembled slightly, adding a bit of spring love to the big, bright and pure eyes. The delicate little nose occasionally twitched a few times surrounded by dust floating in the air, which was extremely cute.
A cherry-like mouth, without any lipstick on it, showing its natural pink color.
Following the white and delicate neck, there is a pair of breasts that are beginning to take shape and can be held in the hand, like buds about to bloom, making people look forward to what a beautiful sight it will be when they bloom.
The girl's waist was extremely slender, and it felt very resilient when she twisted it, and it was matched by two slender thighs. Compared with the plump and round legs of my aunt, this girl's legs were more delicate and light.
A pair of small feet like three-inch golden lotus, slender enough to be held in one hand, making people want to hold them in their palms.
As the rising sun gradually rose higher, the beams of light from the skylight slowly moved from the wall to the floor, and the dust in the room was revealed under the sunlight. The girl stood in the room, and the floating dust could not infect her at all, just like a lotus flower blooming in the pond, rising from the mud without being stained, but her willow-leaf thin eyebrows gave her a hint of enchantment.
"Wow! What are you looking at so lustfully? You look well dressed, so why are you so rude and don't even say hello?"
The girl frowned and said angrily.
"Oh? Ah! Ahem, sorry, I'm a little surprised that such a beautiful lady like you suddenly appeared in this old bookstore. Excuse me, sister, are you the only one looking after this bookstore?"
I looked at this girl who was half a head taller than me and called her sister out of courtesy.
"My grandfather usually looks after this shop. He has to go out for something, so I'm here to take care of it for him."
Girls are not easily complimented. When I told them she was pretty, they immediately smiled and waved their hands:
"You can read whatever you want in the book, but if you want to take it out, you have to register it."
Then he returned to the counter.
Although I wanted to talk to this girl a little more to communicate my feelings, she seemed unwilling to talk. Although I knew many girls in school before, I had never met a girl with such a tall and slender figure, pure temperament and a little bit of lust.
I walked to the bookshelf and placed my palm on it. As I touched it, a cool feeling spread from my palm along my arm to my heart. It seemed that the bookshelf was not made of ordinary wood.
I flipped through a few books, but I wasn't interested in their contents. I flipped through them briefly and put them back. Suddenly, a small book at the bottom caught my attention. From the corner that was exposed, I could see that the book was quite old, and the outermost cover had no pattern decoration, as if the publisher didn't care about the empty appearance decoration at all.
I took it out and saw four big characters "The Handbook of Imperial Concubines" written in brush in the middle of the cover. The characters were vigorous and powerful, and it was obvious that the person who wrote them had a high level of attainment in brush calligraphy.
Although the handwriting is good, the name of "Handbook of Conquering Women" shocked me. Good man, what era is this and still uses this name, just like a martial arts novel. Conquering women? Conquering what women? I, Lu Xiaohao, am so rich and handsome, why do I need to learn this? I smiled and threw the book on the bookshelf, but before I took two steps, a plump and dignified figure flashed through my mind. I took a few steps back and took the book in my hand, then walked to the innermost corner without blushing and sat down to read. In order not to attract attention, I specially put an ordinary comic book on the outside.
The book doesn't have much content, only about 10 or 20 pages, and the content is all handwritten. The first page of the book is a long paragraph of text, written very neatly, which basically says that this book is the author's decades of experience in sex with women, and now he can't do it anymore, so he wants to write it down and leave it to future generations.
"It's so mysterious, just like the secret manual in martial arts novels."
Turn to the second page:
"In this world, there are women who love you and women who don't. It's easy to have sex with a woman who loves you, but how to make a woman who doesn't love you have sex with you is a science."
I took a deep breath and continued reading:
"There is a saying that goes, if a man is not bad, women will not love him. If you want to conquer a woman, sometimes you have to take some necessary measures. As the saying goes, the vagina is the way to a woman's heart. You have to conquer a woman's body first before she will open her heart to you."
I nodded: That makes sense.
"As for conquering a woman's body, it requires skilled techniques and a strong enough body. Of course, having a strong lower body can often achieve twice the result with half the effort.
The following is the technique of controlling women that I have created by combining the strengths of hundreds of schools. If you practice this technique every morning and evening, it can greatly stimulate a man's innate essence and make his body stronger. "
I flipped through the pages again, and at the back were all hand-drawn action diagrams and some text explanations, exactly like a martial arts manual. I looked at the pages of action explanations and felt confused: Is this thing useful? Could it be that some old guy with nothing to do wrote it to amuse people?
When I turned to the back, I found that the content had changed again:
"Physical factors are important, but sometimes you also need some external aids to achieve twice the result with half the effort. Here is the essence of what I have learned throughout my life."
The following content introduces the names and formulas of some medicines. There are some Chinese herbal ingredients in the formulas, and some are chemical ingredients. It seems that this old guy has studied both.
But when I saw the efficacy of these drugs, my eyes lit up: these drugs are applied, taken orally, and even volatilized by gas, and they can work not only on women, but also on men. As for other drugs like Viagra that help erections and prolong men's time, I think using them is an insult to me. When I had sex with girls before, it took more than an hour of intercourse and oral sex before I ejaculated, and this was the result of my deliberate control. As for my hardness, it is also very good. The girls I have had sex with said that when I get hard, it is as hard as a big iron rod.
These medicines are too complicated and I didn't look at them carefully. Let's not talk about whether the medicinal properties are exactly the same as described in the book. Even the materials needed to make these things cannot be collected in a short time. But if the effects are really the same as described in the book... hehe...
"What are you doing sitting there with a book in your hand and grinning at?" A scolding woke me up from my fantasy. I looked carefully and found that it was the little girl at the counter who was standing in front of me with her hands on her hips, staring at me.
"You have a lewd smile on your face. Are you reading pornographic books? I see that you are so young, but you are so naughty?"
This little girl looks innocent and bright, but unexpectedly she has a strong personality and speaks very boldly, saying everything.
"Um... this... hehe..."
I looked at the other people around me who were attracted by the girl's voice. They all had an expression that we all understood. I smiled awkwardly.
"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air? Look carefully, I'm reading a comic book, a comic book! OK?"
I raised the book in my hand. It was the book I had put outside. Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
"Huh, comic books, you are still a little brat, still reading comic books"
Seeing that she guessed wrong, the girl continued to scold me.
Seeing that she was being unreasonable, I stopped arguing and walked to the other side with the book in my hand to read it. The girl ignored me and stomped her feet in anger before returning to the counter.
I was afraid that the girl would come and peek at me again, so I changed my seat and picked up another book and read it absentmindedly, thinking about the contents of the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women". At present, I am skeptical about whether the contents of the book are true or not. Those actions don't matter, if they don't work, then they don't work, but those medicines can kill people if they are not used properly, so everything must be done carefully, carefully, and carefully.
I put the book with "The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" in a place where it would not be easily found. Feeling uneasy, I took a pile of books and pressed them on top. I looked around and found that no one noticed my actions before I left.
I walked to the door and saw through the gap that the girl was looking down at something. I didn't say anything, but quietly opened the wooden door and walked out.
Crunch~squeak~
As the wooden door slowly closed, the girl who had been concentrating on her work raised her head and smoothed her hair. She pulled aside a corner of the curtain on the window next to the counter and looked at me walking away, with a thoughtful look in her eyes...
After having a quick lunch outside at noon, I found a bunny girl internet cafe and spent the whole afternoon there, flirting with the bunny girls in the cafe.
My mother usually gives me some pocket money every week, but of course this money alone is not enough to support me in paying for a room and meeting girls.
Most of my pocket money came from my father. Maybe he was away from home for a long time and couldn't accompany me. To make up for the guilt in his heart, he privately opened a bank card for me. He topped up more than 200,000 yuan in the card at one time, and he would deposit 100,000 yuan into it every year.
This amount of money is definitely nothing to those top second-generation rich people, but it is enough for me to spend every day. Of course, this money will also help me a lot in the future. As for whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for me, it is hard to say.
It was almost evening when I got home, and it was still bright in August.
"What did you do outside today?"
My aunt came out of the bedroom with her hands stretched behind her back, fixing her hair while asking.
I glanced at my aunt's firm and round breasts and swallowed.
"I went to the bookstore to read some books in the morning, and went to the amusement park to play for a while in the afternoon."
"Oh, really? You still take the initiative to read books."
My aunt looked at me in surprise and expressed her doubt.
"If you really had that in mind, your mother wouldn't have sent you here."
My aunt waved her hands at me, indicating that she didn't believe me.
Seeing her doubt, I did not argue, because I had a preliminary understanding of my aunt's character in the past few days of getting along with her. My aunt was the kind of person who would not allow anyone to question her, especially a student-like child like me.
"I'm a little tired, let's go back to my room and rest for a while." I went back to my room without talking to my aunt for too long. As soon as I entered the room, I lay down on the bed and thought about what happened this morning. Even though I was skeptical, I still wanted to find a chance to verify the contents of the book. Maybe it would be an opportunity in my life.
After dinner, my aunt took her change of clothes and went to take a bath. It usually took her nearly an hour to take a bath, so this was an opportunity. I stood in the living room, thinking back to the movements depicted in "The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" and roughly imitated them. Although the movements were not complicated, I only took a glance and only remembered a few of the first few movements sporadically.
After doing a few movements, I found that they were all about lifting the anus and stretching, and some of the movements were similar to Tai Chi. I practiced a few more times with the attitude of giving it a try, and I didn't stop until my aunt was about to finish her bath. At this time, I clearly felt a little hot in my dantian and kidneys. I thought to myself: Could these movements work?
After a while, my aunt came out. She wrapped her black hair in a towel and kept rubbing it. When she saw me sitting on the sofa, she motioned me to take a shower, and then she went back to the bedroom.
Click!
As the bedroom door closed, I took my clothes to the bathroom to take a shower. As soon as I entered the bathroom, I found that the dirty clothes I took off yesterday had been taken away, and it seemed that they had been washed. Suddenly, a black ball curled up in the corner caught my attention.
I picked it up and saw that it was a pair of black stockings rolled into a ball. I smelled the stockings and found that they exuded a fragrance and a slight smell of sweat, which stimulated me to shiver all over. The smell was not unpleasant at all, but it kept stimulating my brain. I felt a ball of evil fire burning in my abdomen, and as the blood flowed, the evil fire gradually burned all over my body.
I pinched the toe of the stockings and gently pulled them, and the black stockings that had shrunk into a ball began to spread out like a woman's curled legs gradually straightening. Only then did I notice a faint mud mark on the knee of one of the stockings. It turned out that this was the black stockings that my aunt wore when she went out to buy clothes yesterday, and the mud mark on it was made by me secretly scratching it with my feet while eating.
Did my aunt choose to throw away this pair of stockings just because of the small scratch I made?
"Auntie, you are really chaste. Since you don't want it, let me have this black silk stocking."
I stroked the black silk stockings, the high-quality material made them feel very smooth. I imagined that I was stroking my aunt's black silk legs, holding her delicate feet with both hands, slowly moving up from the toes, feeling the scratching feeling left by her pink toenails through the stockings on my palms, and then moving up after touching her round heels until I reached her calves.
I kept rubbing my aunt's calves, front, back, top, bottom, and couldn't let go. I felt the smoothness of the black silk and kept rubbing, not letting go of every piece of skin on my aunt's legs.
Before I knew it, my penis had stood up, like a flag planted diagonally on an enemy's position.
The veins on the penis are tangled, and it looks as ferocious as a ferocious beast.
Now I no longer stop at stroking my aunt's stockings. I need a more intense way to vent myself. I hold the stockings up to my nose and take a deep breath. It is the fragrance of orchids mixed with a hint of sweat. This is the black stockings that my aunt has been wearing for a day. This is her most original smell!
I took the black silk and wrapped it around my penis and started stroking it impatiently. The smooth texture of the black silk made me feel so good.
The thought that this black silk stocking was worn by my aunt aroused the pleasure of violating taboos in my heart. Thinking of my aunt's serious look with gold-rimmed glasses and her dignified and intellectual teacher temperament, my hand moved faster and faster.
Now I seem to be inserting my thick and long penis into my aunt's plump and tender vagina, opening and closing it, in and out, and every time I go in and out, I can bring up a little bit of obscene fluid, which falls on the pubic hair at the junction, just like dewdrops hanging on the tender grass in the morning, crystal clear.
My aunt covered her mouth, trying not to make any sound, maintaining her aloof and dignified appearance, but her cunt dripping with sexual fluids, her delicate and flushed cheeks, and the occasional moans from her mouth covered with her hands all showed that this noble wife was already on the verge of exploding.
Suddenly, I put my aunt's long black silk legs on my shoulders, and like a racer holding the steering wheel tightly at the finish line, I pressed my hands tightly on both sides of her aunt's slender and soft waist and sprinted hard.
My aunt finally couldn't hold on under my fast rhythm. She moaned sweetly and tenderly with my rhythm, and it seemed that there was a low cry in it. The sound was like a strong aphrodisiac, stimulating me to speed up my movements. My aunt's plump breasts also swayed regularly with my thrusting.
"Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm~ah~ah~ah~ah~~~~!"
My aunt's moans became louder and louder, and finally reached a peak, and at this time I also reached my limit, and my essence gushed out...
Wow~wow~wow~
The shower in the bathroom continued to spray cold water. Under the shower, a young man sat against the wall on the cold floor, letting the cold water spray on his body without any reaction. The young man's wrists were on his knees, and he tightly grasped a pair of black silk stockings in his hands. The black silk stockings had already been wetted by the spray. Water drops dripped down the toes of the socks onto the floor tiles, leaving a little milky white mark, but it was quickly washed away by the running water.
The boy slowly raised his head, his messy hair was already soaked, a pair of fierce and determined eyes between his eyebrows stared at the black silk in his palm, and an indescribable smile gradually emerged at the corners of his mouth...
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The morning sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, forming mottled light prints the size of coins on the ground. Birds chatter on the branches, sharing last night's sweet dreams. In a corner of the park, a young man is exercising in the breeze. His movements are a little unfamiliar, but if you look closely, you will find that the boy's movements are gradually becoming more proficient through repeated repetitions, and at a certain moment he seems to have entered a state of unity between man and nature.
Phew~ After the boy finished a set of movements, he took a deep breath, took out a wet tissue from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his forehead. The messy hair on his forehead was smoothed out, revealing a handsome face with a hint of immaturity.
This person is naturally me - Lu Xiaohao. After practicing the movements in "The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" last night, I felt that it was effective. After breakfast this morning, I hurried to the park to practice a few more times while it was not hot in the morning. After all, there is no such a good environment at home.
I touched my slightly hot abdomen: these simple movements have such an effect, if I learn the whole set of movements, it will be even better. This makes me look forward to the book "The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women".
"Maybe everything in this book is true, even the medicines are true"
My heart was burning with excitement when I thought of this: it seems that my life in the third year of junior high school will be more exciting than I imagined.
It seems that I have to go over there today to take a good look at the contents, and take the book back if necessary. When I thought of this, a beautiful figure suddenly emerged in my mind. It was the girl at the counter. If I want to take the book back, I have to get past her first. When I thought of her aggressive look yesterday, I got a headache. How should I deal with this guy? Do I need to sacrifice my looks?
But when I think of that girl's tall, slender, well-proportioned figure, her fair, smooth skin, her willow-shaped eyebrows with a hint of amorous feelings, and her big eyes that look extremely pure, I think, okay, if necessary, I will reluctantly sacrifice my looks.
Like a warrior heading to the battlefield, I resolutely opened the door of the old bookstore.
Crunch
Following the sound of the door opening, I entered the library.
The first thing I saw was the old bookshelves that glowed black. The air was filled with a mixture of dust and paper. This smell did not make me feel uncomfortable, but rather had a calming effect. As soon as I entered the door, I immediately got rid of the slightly uneasy mood caused by the noisy street outside.
I looked at the counter and tried to find the familiar figure through the gaps between the books, but I found that the pile of books on the counter had been cleared away. A girl with disheveled hair was lying on the table, looking at me sideways, with a look of joy in her eyes.
"Hello, you"
I saw her staring at me intently and felt the atmosphere was a little awkward, so I took the initiative to say hello and went straight to the corner where I had hidden the books before. The girl adjusted her head and leaned her other cheek against my fair arm. As she moved, a strand of hair fell down and slanted on her nose. The girl looked at my back as I walked towards the corner of the room impatiently, and then frowned and struggled a little, even her body was tense, and finally the girl seemed to have made a decision in her heart. Phew~ She let out a breath, put her hands on the counter and slowly supported herself up...
I didn't notice the girl's actions at all in the room. I was anxiously searching through a pile of books.
"Where did you go? Where did you go? You were clearly here yesterday."
My movements became more and more urgent, and my mood gradually sank to the bottom - the "Heart Sutra of Conquering Women" was gone.
"Did someone get there first? Damn it! Why didn't anyone look at it before? It was taken away as soon as I arrived. I should have taken it out yesterday."
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists.
"Hey, you are looking for this book, right?"
A clear voice woke me up from my anger. I turned around and saw that the girl had stood behind me. She was holding a book in her hand and waving it in front of me. It had a familiar yellow cover. The book in her hand was exactly the "Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" that I was looking for.
I excitedly stretched out my hand to grab the book, but the girl slightly moved sideways, her slender waist brushed against my hand and turned around to avoid me.
"Hey, I found the book for you and you just took it away?"
There was a sly gleam in the girl's eyes.
"Thank you, sister."
When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. I had no choice but to thank him immediately.
"Here, give it to you"
The girl nodded with satisfaction and handed me the book.
"I hid it myself, and you are still being sentimental..."
I took the book and said in a low voice with some dissatisfaction.
"you!"
The girl was a little angry, her hands were swung down her waist, her eyes were wide open, and her body was slightly bent forward, as if she was about to explode.
"snort!"
Then she crossed her arms and walked slowly around me, squinting her eyes and looking me up and down, as if she was identifying something.
"You, what are you doing? Don't mess around. If you do, I'll call for help."
I held the book in my arms and looked at her in horror. Based on my years of experience with women, this girl seemed to have some bad intentions towards me. I looked around and found that there was no one else in the bookstore except me and her. My heart tightened. I didn't expect that I, Lu Xiaohao, had traveled all over the country and had played with more than ten women. Could it be that I would lose my virginity here today? I felt quite desperate.
Puff! The girl couldn't help laughing when she saw my frightened tone and expression. Her smile was as beautiful and flawless as a flower blooming in early spring, which made me a little dazed for a moment.
"Look at how timid you are. Oh, I didn't expect you to be so young and read that kind of book. You can't judge a person by his appearance. It turns out that you are not only a little pervert, but also a coward."
The girl took two steps back and forth, looked at me and said sarcastically.
I blushed when I heard her words. It seemed that she had read the book before, but she only glanced at it and thought it was a pornographic book, so she didn't read it carefully.
"I, I just looked, so what? Didn't you look too? You lecherous woman, you just stared at me with lustful eyes, do you have any improper thoughts about me?"
Good man, when have I ever suffered such a loss from a girl when I was out? If I can endure this, how can I survive in the future? I immediately refuted her sternly. When it comes to talking, I have never been afraid of anyone.
"Bah! How dare I have any inappropriate thoughts about you when you look like a coward? Do you think I'm blind to like you?"
"You still dare not admit it. There are so many pornographic books here, and you are the one who manages the store. I guess you have read so many of them in private. No wonder I saw you piled up so many books on the counter last time I came in, and you were reading something seriously. It turns out you were reading pornographic books!"
"You, you, you, you are talking nonsense! You are slandering me!"
The girl's face turned red, she raised her shaking hand and pointed at me, her breathing was so rapid that she could hardly speak.
"Hey, you're blushing. Looks like I got you right. Admit it, you've read too many novels and you don't think they're exciting enough, so you fell for a handsome guy like me. You must want to do something to me today when no one's in the store, right?"
Seeing how excited she was, I guessed that I had guessed correctly. I had heard from my female friends before that girls are actually more lustful than boys, and sometimes they are more curious about that stuff than boys.
I saw her lowering her head and not saying anything, ready to strike while the iron is hot. She had teased and laughed at me before, so it's not my style not to give her a beating now.
"I think you are pretty. If you really want me, I will reluctantly accompany you."
I had a lewd expression on my face, and the words I said were quite funny to others.
"Oh, I'll kill you!"
Unexpectedly, the girl clenched her fist and punched me on the shoulder with lightning speed. Girls of this age develop faster than boys, not to mention that she is a few years older than me, and she was extremely angry. This punch caught me off guard and made me stagger.
"Oh, you evil woman, your deeds have been exposed and you want to kill people to silence them, right?"
I screamed, and my shoulder felt a burning pain. This girl looked slim and strong, and even I, who was slightly stronger than my peers, could not withstand it.
I was running around the bookshelves like a loach, and the female devil was chasing me, gritting her teeth as if she wanted to eat me alive.
"ah!"
Just as I was running wildly, I suddenly heard a terrified cry, followed by a rumble of things falling behind me. I looked back and found that there was already smoke and dust behind me.
I covered my nose and walked forward to fan away the dust. I found that the female devil had disappeared, but a large pile of books suddenly appeared next to the bookshelf. It seemed that she had hit the bookshelf while chasing and was buried by the fallen books.
"This girl doesn't look very smart"
I muttered, but I was not idle and hurried forward to shuffle the pile of old books to get the person out, hoping that she would not be turned into a fool.
Before I could dig a few times, I found a round little head. It looked a little cute. Who else could it be but that female devil? I looked into the eyes of that female devil. After she shook her head and saw that it was me, her expression immediately became fierce.
"You little pervert, you coward, if you dare, don't run away, or I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
She roared, shaking her head like a tumbler, trying to crawl out of the pile of books to deal with me.
Seeing that she was still stubborn, I sat down in front of her and started to mock her.
"Come on, I won't run away today, I'm waiting for you to beat me up."
The female devil struggled for a few times and found that she couldn't get away no matter what. She suddenly stopped and woke up and started crying.
"Wow wow~ You little pervert, you are bullying me, don't run away if you dare, I will catch you when my grandfather comes back and beat you to death, you dare to bully me, wow wow~"
Good fellow, he still wanted to hit me even after all this, but I think I went a little too far, I touched my head helplessly.
"I'm rescuing you now, please don't hit me again later, okay?"
I was rummaging through the books, thinking I should let the person out first, it's not a good idea to keep him like this.
"Asshole! Who asked you to save me? You little pervert, don't touch me."
"Okay, okay, I'm a little pervert, okay, just come out first and we'll talk."
This guy was still stubborn at this time, but I didn't stop because of her words, and dug her out bit by bit.
After a while, she stood up crying, rubbed her eyes, and slapped her clothes with her hands. Suddenly, the devil lowered her head and grabbed my hand. The touch was cold, which made me feel excited.
"You don't need to pledge your love to me. If you want to express your gratitude, just..."
I saw her slowly raise her head, two tear marks on her fair cheeks had not yet dried, and she looked a little pitiful like a little girl. Then I saw her slowly raise her right hand.
"Bang! Bang..."
There was another round of punching and kicking sounds in the room, so loud that it even drowned out the noise coming from the street.
"Are you satisfied with this?"
I sat on the ground, my face was bruised and swollen, and I looked helplessly at the girl sitting in front of me with her legs crossed. The girl's slender legs in white over-the-knee stockings were shaking slowly, showing how happy the owner of these legs was at the moment.
"Oh, I'm fine, I just did a bit too much exercise, I need to take a good rest."
The girl stretched her body, leaned back with her lazy and slender body, and said with great pride.
"Yes, yes, you should have a good rest, you devil. Are you relieved? If not, I will beat you up again after you have rested."
I complained, like a young wife who was angry.
"What a female devil! I'm telling you, my name is Bai Meiyin, I'm older than you, from now on you have to call me senior sister, understand? Little~brother~brother"
From the conversation just now, the senior schoolmate already knew that she and I were from the same school. She stood up straight, raised her head, revealing her slender and white neck like a swan's neck, and sat in front of me with the look of a proud queen.
"Okay, okay, senior sister, are you okay? If you are, I will leave."
I didn't want to get entangled any more, so I stood up and left.
"Hey! Hey! Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"Do you have anything else to do?"
I tilted my head and looked at her, wondering what bad idea this little girl was up to.
"Can you~can you do me a favor?"
The senior rubbed her hands and said a little embarrassedly.
"Help? Why should I help you? You just beat me up. I'm lucky enough that I didn't ask you to pay for my medical expenses. Why do you still want me to help you?"
"Hehe" the senior student smiled awkwardly
"I was so angry just now that I couldn't hold it back. How about this, if you agree to help me, I will give you the book, and you can read any of my books from now on, okay?"
After saying that, she opened her eyes wide and looked at me expectantly in a cute manner.
Even someone like me who has seen a lot of things can't help myself in front of the senior sister who pretends to be pure and cute. Although her figure is not as plump as my aunt's, it is just right. Her pair of peach-colored almond eyes are so charming that people can't help but want to peel off her white dress and take off her seemingly pure disguise to appreciate her.
Although my heart was already in turmoil, on the surface I still looked calm.
"Okay, okay, tell me what you want, just don't be too unreasonable."
I waved my hand and looked quite generous.
"I don't need it right now, come back when I need you."
Seeing that I agreed, the senior looked at me excitedly, like a hungry lion staring at its prey.
"I'm leaving first"
It was a bit creepy to be stared at by her, and I couldn't wait to leave.
Suddenly, when I glanced at her legs, I found a few bloodstains on her knees that were bleeding slightly. This silly girl was so excited that she probably didn't even notice it.
"Your leg is injured. Sit here and don't move. I'll go get you some medicine."
After saying that, I quickly left, leaving the senior sister sitting there.
After a while, she finally reacted. She grabbed the hem of her skirt with her right hand and pulled it up. Her white and tender thighs were exposed like peeled eggs, showing their smoothness. The only flaw was that there were several bloodstains on her thighs near her knees, which were very conspicuous. It should be because she had rubbed against something when she fell just now.
After I went out, I opened Baidu Maps and searched for pharmacies. Fortunately, there are as many pharmacies as convenience stores now, and there is one every few hundred meters. I sprinted out under the guidance of the map...
After a while, I returned to the store, holding iodine, cotton swabs, anti-inflammatory drugs and ointments. I rarely go to the drugstore. When I get injured or have a cold, I always ask the head nurse to treat me. So this time I went directly to the drugstore to explain the situation and bought the most expensive drugs.
When I entered the store, I saw my senior sitting on a chair next to the counter, with her legs crossed and her skirt slightly lifted to expose her face. The white, smooth skin around the wound made me nervous. The wound had already started to heal, but it would be better to treat it a little bit, otherwise it would be ugly if it left a scar.
"How about I help you deal with it?" I put the medicine on the counter and said with a smirk.
"Okay, come on."
The senior student blushed as she spoke, then lowered her head and whispered, "Just think of it as a reward for you before I ask you to help me."
"Really?"
I almost thought I had misheard, but when I saw her staring at me with her eyes open, it seemed that I was not hallucinating.
"Are you coming or not? If you don't come, I will move on my own!"
Seeing my shyness, the senior student pretended to apply the medicine herself.
"I'll do it, I'll do it, Auntie, please sit down and let me serve you."
Are you kidding? How could I let go of such a good opportunity?
I hurriedly opened the package, holding the iodine in one hand and the cotton swab in the other, half-knelt beside the senior like a knight paying homage to the queen. At this time, she sat upright, legs crossed, with the injured leg draped in front of me. Although she was wearing a white patterned dress that represented purity, her slightly cold willow-shaped eyebrows and the height difference between her and me made her look like a little queen who was innocent and proud.
"Hoo~Hoo~Hoo~"
I held the iodine-soaked cotton swab closer and closer to the blood-stained white thigh. My heart beat faster and faster, and my breathing became heavier.
As I moved closer, I could already smell the fragrance coming from the senior sister. It was a light, minty scent. The smell kept wafting out from the collar of her shirt, the cuffs, and her slender legs in white silk, forming a curve in the air and merging together like a butterfly that flew in front of me before entering my nose. The fresh fragrance rushed straight into my brain, as if it had made a home in my brain and refused to dissipate for a long time.
10cm, 5cm, 3cm, suddenly my raised hand stopped, and then I gritted my teeth, stretched the cotton swab forward, and stuck it on the injured thigh of the senior sister.
"Hmm~" the senior sister groaned, her hands slightly clenched her skirt, and her two white silk legs curled up. The tender flesh of her calves swelled a little under the pressure of the action, supporting the ice silk white socks to swell slightly, revealing a light flesh color.
"Does it hurt?"
I whispered, applying the paint very slowly and gently.
"It's okay, keep going, don't stop."
The senior sister closed her eyes slightly, bit her lower lip gently, and frowned tightly, enduring the pain from her thigh.
Sand, rustle...
This is the sound of the cotton swab rubbing against the delicate skin of the senior sister. Under my control, the cotton swab slid slowly and rhythmically on the delicate skin, just like a hand gently caressing the delicate body of a lover.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still. In an old retro bookstore, a young girl in a white dress sat at the counter. Her brows were slightly wrinkled, her cheeks were slightly red, her lips were slightly pursed, and she gently raised her head to reveal her swan-like neck. Her pair of slender breasts rose and fell violently, showing that this girl had a restless heart.
A handsome boy who looked slightly younger than the girl was half-kneeling beside her. He was carefully applying the cotton swab to the girl's legs, just like he was wiping the dust off his beloved artwork.
"Huh~"
After wiping the last area, I let out a long breath and looked up at my senior sister. As if we were in sync, she also lowered her head. Our eyes met, and I could smell the smell of electric sparks in the air.
I was the first to break the awkward atmosphere and stood up, searching through the medicines on the counter, then took out a piece of ointment and turned to look at the senior.
As if she understood what I meant, the senior sister nodded after a tangled look in her eyes. There was still a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, like morning dew, and she looked a little tired.
Hiss~Snap! I tore the plaster apart, pinched a corner between my fingers, and the rest fell on the back of my fingers.
I walked a few steps closer and squatted in front of the senior sister. This time I didn't look at her face. I directly pinched a corner of the plaster with both hands and applied it to the wound. The senior sister also cooperated with me. She gently lifted her hands up again, and the hem of her skirt moved up further, revealing a larger white area. I almost couldn't help but stretch my head over and lick it with my tongue.
I calmed myself down and put the plaster on my thigh in one go. The area where my fingers touched was as soft and smooth as jelly.
"Hmm~ah~"
The senior student groaned again, but the sound this time seemed different from before.
My fingers slid along the edge of the plaster, and the thigh flesh sank deeply wherever I touched. This little girl's thighs are definitely the most tender and smooth I have ever touched, only my mother's thighs can compare to them, but my mother often practices yoga, so her thighs are a little tighter than those of my senior sister.
"Well, okay, how do you feel?"
"Yeah, that's fine, thank you."
The senior sister's voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
At this time, I realized that she was looking down, her cheeks were already red, and her chest was shaking rapidly. It seemed that her heart was not as open as I thought.
"Well, it's not a big problem anymore. Aren't you going to leave? Go back first," the senior said softly.
Hmm, huh? Why is this a little different from the book? In the normal plot, isn't it that the girl invites me into the room to chat in return for "saving her life"? But since she has ordered me to leave, I still can't stay for long. I said goodbye to her and left.
Shortly after I left, someone lifted up a corner of the curtain at the front window of the bookstore. A pair of big eyes looked at my gradually leaving figure through the glass, and only lowered the curtain when I could no longer be seen.
In the quiet bookstore, the senior high school student sat on the counter with her legs together. She lifted one side of her skirt to reveal her familiar white thighs. Her fingers gently brushed over the applied plaster as if she was feeling something. Then she turned her head to look at the bag of medicine I bought in front of her, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth...
I was walking aimlessly on the street alone. So many things happened today that I was filled with questions: What exactly does this senior mean?
She asked me to apply medicine on her thigh after just the second time we met. She didn't treat me as an outsider at all. And judging from her reaction, she doesn't seem like a promiscuous woman.
Also, what exactly was it that she asked me to do for her at the beginning?
I hope her request is not too much, otherwise I will appear to be too narrow-minded if I can't do it.
Forget it, don't think about it anymore, what a mess, I stopped a car and prepared to go home.
Chapter 4: Sheep in the Tiger's Mouth
"Aunt, I'm back." Today I came home early but found that my aunt was not at home and had gone out again. But it's okay, I still have some bruises on my face, it would be bad if she saw it.
I went back to my room and lay on the bed and started reading "The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" to read it again in detail. The movements were not difficult to understand. I could remember most of them after reading them a few times. All I had to do was practice a little more.
Then I turned to the part about drug configuration, and there was a drug called Drunk Love that caught my attention. Its effect is that if you take some every day, it will slowly accumulate people's sexual desire. However, it is different from the strong aphrodisiacs I know. Strong aphrodisiacs rely on short-term and powerful medicinal properties to instantly destroy people's will. In this case, women are basically like a sow that can only mate, without any self-awareness. I have no interest in women in this state.
The effect of Drunk Love is just the opposite. Its effect is gentle and slowly accumulated. It will only slightly arouse people's sexual desire but not make them lose control. Some people with strong willpower can even suppress this sexual desire. But the really terrible thing is that the suppression process will lead to the accumulation of desires in the subconscious mind. Once it accumulates for a long time and is stimulated by external forces, this desire will explode. At that time, although the person's consciousness is clear, the body can no longer be controlled after a long period of forbearance.
However, as the book says, the drug only plays an auxiliary role. The real success depends on the means of the user. In reality, what drug can control a woman for a lifetime? Therefore, the only way is to use the drug and superb sex skills at the same time, so that the woman can face the impact of desire in a sober state, so that she can fall into the abyss of desire step by step.
There is an asterisk in front of Zui Ai's name in the book. This is the only drug in the book that has been marked by the author, which seems to indicate that he highly respects it.
But the effect of this medicine is also very much to my taste. My aunt's intellectual and dignified figure appeared in my mind, and a playful smirk appeared at the corner of my mouth. Women are the most interesting to conquer slowly. I wonder if my aunt, who is generous, intellectual and dignified, can withstand the influence of drunken love.
Yes, ever since I masturbated with my aunt's stockings last time, I have been paying more and more attention to this aunt whom I didn't have much contact with before. I was still young before, and I didn't have that kind of awareness. I just regarded her as an ordinary elder. My aunt works in the education industry, and she is usually cold and strict, which makes her temperament not very pleasing to me. Occasionally, when I see my aunt when visiting relatives and friends, I just greet her and go on my own.
After entering junior high school, I spent my time studying and going out to pick up girls. I met my aunt less and less often, and my impression of her gradually faded.
But now I live in the same house with my aunt, and I see her every day, so I can no longer ignore her. I began to re-evaluate this mature elder woman.
My aunt looks a bit like my mother. She is the best mature woman I have ever seen in terms of both appearance and figure. She is elegant and well-maintained. However, my aunt's unique teacher temperament makes her look very cold and abstinent at ordinary times. However, the more this is the case, the more I want to conquer my aunt. I want to push her down, climb up her towering and soft breasts with my hands, and use my turbid white semen to pollute every inch of the white and tender skin of this intellectual and dignified teacher's wife, until she is dragged into the abyss of desire.
As a junior high school student who is about to enter the third year of junior high school, my sexual desire is much greater than that of my peers, and those immature bodies of young girls can no longer satisfy my desires. I began to set my sights on those mature women with charm, and the appearance of my aunt gave me a clear goal. The towering jade breasts, the white and smooth oval face, the phoenix eyes with gold-rimmed glasses, the slender waist that can be grasped, and the slender legs that are always wearing stockings, all of these are stimulating my brain through the retinal nerves every moment. Haha, my aunt thought that her usual dignified and abstinent appearance and conservative dress have already complied with her moral integrity as a wife, a mother, and a teacher. Little did I know that it was my aunt's appearance that stimulated my heart and made me have a strong desire to conquer. I want to see this dignified wife struggling and moaning under me, and want this intellectual mature woman to fall into the abyss of desire with me and be unable to extricate myself.
My desire and my goal are so obvious. If it was when I first came here, I would never have such a list. On the one hand, my aunt's temperament really intimidated me and I didn't dare to have any bad thoughts. On the other hand, my aunt's tall figure looked much taller than me. If I really wanted to fight, if my aunt resisted with all her strength, I really had no confidence to subdue her. If I was not careful, I would lose more than I gained.
But now it's different. I have the secret book "The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women" in my hand. With the help of external objects, my chances of success have become greater, and my courage has also become greater and greater. However, this matter must be planned in the long run. Every step must be planned in advance, so that it can be achieved in one step and succeed.
At this time, my aunt had no idea that she had become my prey. Maybe in her eyes, I was still the little brat who could be easily manipulated, but this relationship would eventually be overturned.
I got up before the alarm went off in the morning. Yesterday afternoon, I practiced the whole set of movements at home while my aunt was not home. It turns out that practicing the whole set is more effective. Now I feel refreshed every time I wake up in the morning.
I stood by the bed, swaying as I put on my clothes, but I was thinking about something: Who can I ask for help with those medicines? Although I searched a few times before and found that the medicines were not precious herbs, I probably wouldn't have the conditions to make them even if I could buy them. Otherwise, could I ask my senior sister for help? Forget it, I'd better find out her background first.
But even if the medicine is ready, how to use it needs to be planned. My aunt drinks a glass of milk every morning, and the medicine can be placed in it. This medicine is chronic, so it must be kept for 2 or 3 months at least. Of course, my uncle is also a problem, and he must not notice anything.
A beautiful mature woman was sitting on a chair at the table, eating breakfast leisurely. Opposite her, a boy who looked only 14 or 15 years old was drinking milk. While drinking milk, he looked down slightly, staring at the beautiful woman who was eating breakfast, with a spark of desire in his eyes. Of course, my eyes were well hidden, and my aunt didn't find anything wrong. In the following days, I still need to continue to disguise myself, pretending that I am just a playful child, so as not to alert the enemy and let my aunt take down her guard against me.
After breakfast, I was about to go out as before, but my aunt stopped me.
"Starting today, don't go out for the next few days. School is about to start, and you need to get ready." Auntie put down her chopsticks and said calmly, with a capable light flashing on the lenses of her gold-rimmed glasses.
"What are you preparing for? Auntie, isn't it just a normal school opening? There are only a few days left, why not let me go out and play more?" I felt a little bit resistant.
"Pah!" Auntie put the chopsticks heavily on the plate.
"Your mother sent you to me so that you can study, not to play!"
Then my aunt stood up and propped up her gold-rimmed glasses with her hands, then she supported herself on the edge of the table with both hands, leaned forward, and the pair of huge breasts on her chest became more and more visible.
At this moment, my aunt was like a teacher in class, looking at me through her gold-rimmed glasses with a slightly cold look, as if she could see through me. The stern aura that came over me made me feel a little breathless.
"From today on, you will have to take three sets of exams like normal exams. These are the final exams for Yucai Middle School this year. After you finish, I will give them to the teachers in the school for grading. Based on your performance, I will choose to tutor you in your weak areas," said my aunt in an unquestionable tone.
"You are not allowed to bring your phone with you during the exam, so leave your phone with me for the next few days and I will return it to you in the evening."
I gritted my teeth when I heard what my aunt said. It seems that there will be no entertainment during the day these days. Fortunately, I usually delete the browsing history and chat messages on my phone at any time, so my aunt should not be able to see anything.
"Then, Auntie, can I go out for exercise every morning?" I raised my hand, like a student reporting to the teacher.
"Exercise?" Auntie asked in confusion. She raised her hand and looked at the time on her watch. It was 7 o'clock in the morning, just after dinner.
"Okay, but you have to come back before 8 o'clock, because the exam starts at 8:30." My aunt was not completely heartless, and she did not object to my reasonable request.
"You should feel honored that the best teacher in Yucai Middle School is personally asking about your studies. If you were not my nephew, I would not care." Auntie stood up and said complacently with her hands on her chest.
"Yes, yes, yes, thank you so much, auntie, I'm going downstairs to exercise first." I answered my auntie perfunctorily and left without looking back.
In the square of the community, a group of old men and women were practicing Tai Chi accompanied by soft music. Occasionally, one or two young people who were jogging in the morning passed by the roadside, coming and going in a hurry. I am now practicing the movements in the book at the corner of the square. In addition, I am also doing some strength training. If I want to control a mature woman like my aunt, it is not enough to rely on skills alone, but also to be strong enough!
Because the location I chose was relatively remote, no one bothered me while I was doing the whole set of movements, and it was harmless for one or two passers-by to point at me occasionally.
After the exercise, I went back home. When I entered the room, I saw that my aunt had already put the test paper on my desk. I turned off my mobile phone and handed it in, then went to do the test. My aunt sat on the sofa, crossed her legs and watched TV. The leg meat wrapped in stockings was slightly swollen due to the squeezing. My aunt wore a pink patterned slipper on the foot she was crossing. She shook her calf up and down rhythmically while watching TV. The slipper on her foot also swayed up and down with the toes as the fulcrum, slapping the round heel wrapped in black stockings. My aunt occasionally turned her head through the crack of the door to see me doing the test. After finding nothing wrong, she went back to watching her TV.
The day passed quickly. When I returned to my room after taking a shower in the evening, I felt uncomfortable all over. I was more tired than after an hour of exercise in the community in the morning. I haven't even started school yet and I'm already so exhausted. What will happen when I really start studying?
I took out my phone and turned it on. Ding Dong! The familiar sound made me feel extremely comfortable. I didn't fall to the point where I felt that playing with my phone was enjoyable.
I opened WeChat and found several people's avatars flashing. One of them was someone I had never seen before. I clicked on it and found out it was my senior. We exchanged WeChat before leaving that day, and I didn't expect that she would contact me so soon.
At 3pm, she sent me a message, asking me why I didn't go to the bookstore today, wondering if I had run away. At that time, I was still writing my test paper online, and my phone was with my aunt, so I didn't have time to reply her.
"I'm taking exams these days and don't have time to go out and play."
I explained my situation and opened the app to watch videos. Before I even opened the first video, the senior student replied to me:
"Exams? Are you in school now?"
"Not at school, but at home..."
I told her my current situation in detail.
"You are still a little brat, being disciplined by your aunt and not even allowed to go out of the house casually." There was also a mocking expression at the end.
"Okay, then I won't come over anymore. I'll ask you to do me a favor when I have time."
"Hey, hey, don't, come over to the bookstore when you're free and do me a favor."
When she heard me say I was going to cheat and not come, she immediately got anxious and told me to make time to come back because she had something for me to do. When I asked her what it was, she didn't say anything.
"Mysterious," I muttered, and didn't reply to her. I started to watch videos. As I watched, I felt my eyelids getting heavier. It must be because the exam today was too stressful. I simply turned off my phone and went to sleep.
In the following days, my daily life was repetitive, nothing more than getting up early to exercise, doing exercises, and then resting at night. Every morning, I chatted with the senior sister about random things, nothing more than asking me when I would go over. During this time, she also asked me how old I was, where I lived, and other messy personal information, just like checking my household registration for a blind date, which annoyed me so much that I just ignored her in the end.
After another three days, I finally finished the three test papers that my aunt assigned to me. School will start the day after tomorrow. After getting my aunt's permission, I can finally go out tomorrow. I have been staying at home for the past few days and I am so bored.
Although I was eager to go out for a walk, I still did not forget to go to the park to exercise in the morning. I was doing push-ups on a bench in the corner of the park.
"1,2,3..."
I shouted while doing it.
"57～58～59～～6～～～0! Huh!"
I struggled to stand up and gasped for breath. My lean and capable figure was like a cheetah, full of wild beauty. I stretched out my hands and pinched my pectoralis major and biceps. They were bulging and there were firm and full muscles. It seemed that the training these days had paid off.
I have always eaten better food than most people since I was a child, and I have no shortage of various nutritional supplements, which makes my body slightly stronger than that of my peers. Now after exercise, I am even stronger, like a calf.
I left the park after a short rest, but I didn't go to the bookstore right away. Instead, I went to the e-sports cafe to play a few games, and then went to a regular massage therapy shop to have a bone-setting massage. The boss was a little surprised that a 14 or 15-year-old boy came to massage alone, but who would be reluctant to pay?
"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a little guy."
The technician was a little surprised when he saw me.
I took off my shirt when someone came in and lay on the bed. The technician thought I was shy when he saw I didn't say anything. He chuckled, put the things away, sat on me, applied essential oils and started to massage.
Generally speaking, the hand strength of female technicians is not enough for normal adult men, but I was still a child, so the strength was just right.
"Uh~ah~" As the technician kneaded from the coccyx to the neck, my body made a creaking sound as the bones moved, and I screamed in comfort.
"Little guy, you came here at such a young age, don't you want to learn?" the technician said behind me.
"Sister, can't you tell whether my thing is big or small by touching it?" I looked nonchalant, and it was obvious that I was an old hand.
"Sister, I really want to see it, but this is a formal place, we can't do these informal actions."
Although the technician sister said so, her thighs on both sides of my waist were slowly tightened. The entire stockings thighs and calves fit my body perfectly. As the massage moved, the delicate skin was slowly rubbed on my body through the smooth stockings. The red nail polish on the toes also scratched my thighs through the stockings, making me feel very uncomfortable.
Although it is a regular massage parlor, the technicians there are all very cunning, trying to play tricks to make customers leave a good impression and order her time next time. However, I came here just to relax with a massage, so I didn't think of other fancy things.
I walked out of the massage parlor and stretched my muscles. It seems that I have to come to this kind of place often in the future. But it would be even better if I had someone at home who could give me a massage anytime and anywhere. My aunt's figure appeared in my mind. It seems that I have to do this step by step.
When I arrived at the bookstore, I found a sign saying "Closed". I was a little disappointed and wanted to leave, so I pulled the door subconsciously, but found it was open.
"Did I forget to close the door?" I thought to myself.
"Is anyone there?" I pushed the door open and stuck my head in, but no one responded.
I slowly pushed the door open and went in, then closed it again. I looked at the counter, the seat was empty, and there was no one in the room. I slowly raised my legs and carefully moved towards the room.
"Sister Bai?...Senior?...Female devil?..." I called softly as I walked, but no one responded.
The bookstore is not big, someone should have discovered it long ago, it seems she is not here today.
"Ding~ding~ding~"
Just as I was about to leave, I heard a soft music. I followed the sound and saw a faint light on the floor in an inconspicuous corner. The sound came from the gap. I walked in and took a closer look and found that there was a dark door here, which blended in with the surrounding environment. No wonder I had never noticed it before.
I don't know why, but I didn't knock on the door but chose to push it gently, leaving a gap that was just enough for me to observe the scene inside the room.
The light in the room was a bit dazzling, so I had to squint my eyes after adapting to the dark conditions in the study. When I adjusted to the light and began to observe the room, the scene inside made me open my eyes wide:
This is a bedroom that looks a bit spacious. In the corner of the bedroom is a dark red wooden bed, with some old-fashioned flower and bird patterns carved on the headboard and the bed. A set of bedding is neatly placed at the head of the bed, including a pink and white mattress sheet, a light blue quilt, and a pillow covered with a white patterned pillowcase. A row of dolls of different sizes are placed against the wall on the bed, but unlike the usual warm and cute dolls, most of the dolls here are ugly and cute, and there are even two skeleton dolls.
There is also a dark red wooden desk outside the bed, on which are several rows of well-written books, showing the diligence and love of learning of the owner of this room.
The most surprising thing is a life-size skeleton next to the desk. Generally speaking, few people would put such a thing in their room. However, the skeleton was dressed in a set of graffiti-covered clothes and black sunglasses, which made the whole skeleton look less scary and more funny.
Although I have been into many girls' boudoirs, this style of decoration is the first time I have seen it. However, this is still not enough to surprise me. What really made me stare wide-eyed was the beautiful shadow opposite the door I opened, which made people feel like their noses were about to bleed. Or it would be more appropriate to say a phantom.
I saw a very young figure facing the mirror with her back to the door. This person, this girl, was not wearing a coat, and a large area of her snow-white skin was exposed to the air. The girl's body looked very well-proportioned, with her shoulders and hips level, and her waist was very slender. From behind, she looked like an upright hourglass.
The girl was not completely naked. Looking at her back, one could see that she was still wearing a bra and panties, but the bra and panties were made of hollow lace. There were some cloth straps between the bra and panties, connected by silk ropes, tightly holding the girl's young and plump body. The girl was wearing white stockings on her legs, with lace patterns on the edges of the stockings. At the top of the stockings, there were two suspenders on each side of the thighs connecting the stockings to the lace panties.
Although I am only in the third year of junior high school, I am also an experienced veteran. I can tell at a glance that what this girl is wearing is not a formal underwear, but a real sexy underwear! I don't need anyone to tell me, even a fool can understand who else can be in this room at this moment except my senior sister?
"Good fellow," I wiped the cold sweat from my head, and my voice trembled a little when I spoke, I don't know if it was because of excitement or other reasons. But these are not the main points, the main point is that I actually found this little girl, my senior sister, secretly trying on sexy lingerie in the room! Although I helped her put plaster on her thigh before, her deep part was still covered by her skirt at that time, I didn't expect such a beautiful view under the skirt.
I didn't expect this guy to have such a fetish. He has a strong taste. Although I know it is wrong to peek at other women, I just can't take my eyes off the phantom trying on clothes.
The senior student stood still with her back to me, as if she was also looking at herself in the mirror, admiring her seductive body in sexy lingerie. Whether it was the boy peeking outside the door or the girl immersed in admiring her own body, time seemed to be still for both of them.
After an unknown amount of time, the senior finally moved. She reached out and picked up the phone beside her. She swiped her finger across the screen a few times, clicked it, and typed a few words.
"Ding Dong!" My phone rang outside the door. It was the notification sound of someone's message on WeChat. The figure in front of the mirror froze for a moment, and I was almost suffocated at this moment. I didn't expect that the senior sister would send me a message at this time. It happened suddenly and I didn't mute my phone.
The senior student turned around slowly, her face frosty, holding her phone tightly in her hand.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" The senior sister's feet in white silk stockings stepped heavily on the floor, and her footsteps seemed to be on my chest. My heart would beat wildly with every step. Finally, she walked to the door, paused, stretched out her jade hand and pushed the door open.
"Squeak!"
The door opened, revealing me behind the door, clutching my clothes and looking helpless. At this point, I had already given up the idea of running away.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The senior student walked towards me, and I followed her steps and kept backing away. Then I tripped over a book behind me and fell to the ground. I struggled to get up, but before I could get up, a pair of white silk legs stepped on my chest.
"Did you see everything?" the senior student said coldly.
"I...I...I..." I was speechless and didn't know what to say. My whole body was frozen, as if I had lost control.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, the senior sister raised her heel that was stepping on my chest, and her raised toes slowly drew a circle on my chest. Her pink toenails scratched my chest through the stockings, and then she lifted it slightly, and the back of her toes lifted my chin, forcing me to raise my head to look at her. I could even smell the faint fragrance coming from her chin.
"Do you like it?" The senior sister held her chest with her hands and looked down at me like a queen. Although the size of her breasts was not as big as my aunt's, it was rare for her age.
I naturally had nothing to say when facing her interrogation. Seeing that I didn't respond, the senior sister frowned and slowly moved her feet away.
"Come in"
The senior sister walked into the room without looking back, leaving me alone in the wind.
I don't know how long it took before the throbbing in my heart slowly subsided. I slowly propped up my upper body and stood up. Only then did I realize that my back was already soaked with cold sweat. I tidied up my messy clothes, patted the dust off my body, and then I went into the room.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw a senior sitting at the desk with her legs crossed. Her white and tender legs in stockings were crossed, forming a beautiful curve in the air. Her slightly plump thighs were tightly wrapped in stockings, making them slightly sunken. Her whole legs looked slender and slender, but full of flesh, as tender as refined ham. Her feet were well-proportioned and delicate, and her toes, painted with light pink nail polish, were curled up, showing that the hostess was not as relaxed as she appeared. From the toes to the instep and then to the ankles, the whole pair of feet looked white and smooth under the stockings. The stockings at the ankles were supported by the round heels and slightly stretched. The touch of flesh pink under the white stockings was so clearly visible. The senior's golden lotus feet looked so warm and smooth, so slender and graspable that I couldn't help but want to play with them in my hands, rubbing and playing with them like a plate of walnuts, and feeling every inch of the smoothness of her skin through the stockings.
At this time, the senior sister had put on a short skirt and shirt, but the spring scenery inside could still be seen through the white shirt. I swallowed and walked slowly to her, looking at her helplessly.
"Aren't you taking the exam at home? Why are you here today?"
I told the senior sister everything about the situation, and of course emphasized that I would come to her as soon as I had time to see if I could help her.
"Oh? So you think highly of me?" The senior student smiled playfully.
"That's right, Senior has been wanting me to come over these few days. I guess she needs my help. So I came over as soon as I had time," I said with a flattering smile.
"It seems you are ready."
The senior student picked up a pair of small scissors on the table, snipped the air twice, and then stared at my lower body with ill intentions, with some expectation in her eyes?
"Do you know what I study? Or do you know what I want to do now?"
The senior student extended a small section of her pink tongue tip and licked her upper lip while speaking.
"School, isn't senior from the same school as me? Isn't what you learn just normal high school knowledge?...Does this have anything to do with what you want to do now?"
Seeing the malicious look in the eyes of the senior sister, I had a bad feeling, and my voice began to tremble. At this time, I looked around and realized that the bookstore door was hung with a sign saying "Closed", and the room I was in was at the back of the bookstore, which meant that no outsiders would come in anyway. What's more terrible is that this room is the senior sister's boudoir, and now it's just me and her. I suddenly felt like a little white rabbit that had fallen into a trap, with nowhere to escape. However, I thought of the senior sister wearing sexy underwear at the beginning, and her slender and exquisite figure. Uh... If the senior sister wanted to do something to me, I could actually accept it. I comforted myself in my heart, as if I had suffered a great loss.
"I just learned the knowledge in high school by the way. I also taught myself some Chinese and Western medicine. So I am still very interested in human organs. But the things in the books are always separated by a piece of paper. I want to get in touch with some things more closely, so..."
As my eyes widened, the senior sister's rosy little mouth slowly opened.
"Junior, please show me your...lower part."
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