There was a period when I was idle, really idle. I was waiting for a notice, and when it came, I was going to leave my hometown and go to a strange place that was far away.
Every day, I slept in until late and usually went to the rental bookstore, returned the book, and borrowed a new one. I didn’t actually read the books much, I just flipped through each one and couldn’t read any more. But because of inertia, I kept borrowing books, then returning them, then borrowing them again.
The girl at the bookstore knew me well and smiled every time she saw me. But I’m not interested in her. Her teeth are too yellow.
Under the romance bookshelf, there was often a little girl squatting, wearing a goose-yellow dress, a short skirt, from the top neckline you could see her two small breasts – she had not yet begun to wear a bra, and inside she wore a small white undershirt. Every time she loved to squat, I think her little breasts must have been seen by many people without her realizing it at all. But who would have the heart to remind her?
Her legs were white, as white as tender roots. Once she came out of the gates of the second middle school, and I knew she was a student.
There was a snack bar next to the bookstore with a very young man and a woman with large breasts. I used to eat a bowl of chaos there after borrowing a book, both for breakfast and lunch. I never had a good appetite in those days, so I ate whatever I wanted, and then I was full.
The hostess couldn’t be considered good-looking, but her skin was still white, and when she smiled, her eyes squinted into a line and there were fine lines at the corners of her mouth. Somehow, I always felt that she looked like one of my classmate’s sisters. Once, she sat on a low stool wrapped chaos, clothing is very wide, I saw her entire breast from behind her neck, two piles of bean curd, trembling shake, nipple color black, like shelved for a long time and discoloration of the meat. Every time I ate Chaos in the future, I would imagine that the Chaos was wrapped with meat like her nipples, and I felt that it was hard to swallow, so I seldom ate it anymore.
To get home from the bookstore, I had to pass a tailor store at the end of the lane, owned by some out-of-town girls I’d met when I’d had a pair of pants mended there.
The girl at the tailor’s store would not only smile when she saw me, she would ask me to come in and have a seat. So I went in with a book in my hand. The store was very crowded, with fabrics hanging from the four walls, pieces of fabric on the table and the floor, and three girls crammed into the small space, but they still made room for me to sit, stopped what they were doing, and poured tea for me.
If I am dissatisfied, I can take any one of them by the head, put them on my knee, and interrogate them. None of them would be offended, and whoever was seized would be particularly excited, screaming to arouse the sympathy of her companions, showing that she was suffering, while at the same time winking and whining at me.
They both liked me a lot and were often jealous of each other. It was one night that I overheard the lights on in their store, and because I had been drinking some wine, I knocked on the door and went in. I don’t know what I said that night that amused them so much that I grabbed each of their breasts on the way out.
Recently, they added a little sister, said she came to apprentice. The little sister short hair, face, white skin, very shy, every time I see me, like a mouse to see the cat, hide in the corner and do not say anything. I play with a few other girls, she is red-faced, low head, but I know she has been in the side of the eavesdropping peeping.
Once I chased a girl, did not chase, body by the little sister blocked, I will be little sister in my arms, sitting in the back of the fabric partition, hand in her chest to touch the apple as big as the breasts, little sister red face, but did not struggle. I was about to kiss her when the fabric was pulled away by another girl. Several girls did not come to intervene, just a hard laugh, I was afraid of little sister embarrassed, dragged her hand to my room, but the little sister desperately free, said it was afraid. I laughed and let her go.
Down the alley from the tailor’s store, there was a kiosk where I used to make phone calls. The shopkeeper was a girlfriend of a classmate whom I knew. Her store is not very big, through the back door of the store but there is a very spacious yard, she often use the coal stove there to cook something to eat, make the room full of fragrance. Because it was my classmate’s girlfriend, I was too shy to get too close and never went inside the counter or into her yard.
One time, she said she had something to do and asked me to help look at the store, so I lit a cigarette and sat down inside the counter for the first time. After a while, I heard her calling me from the yard, so I went in.
She had her hand in her shirt, scratching at her back, saying she couldn’t find the itch and asked me to help her. I then reached out and scratched at her back, touching everywhere, and she said no. I put my hands through her armpits and stopped at her breasts, and she suddenly didn’t say anything.
I then tickled her on her breasts and the more she tickled them the more they shook and her nipples stood erect. She said she had an itch down there. I reached into her pants to tickle her, and her itch ran everywhere, on her ass, on her inner thighs, in the middle of her legs, and even into her hairy bush. Finally, she closed the store and told me to concentrate on helping her.
I usually have a lot of free time, in addition to sometimes to the kiosk to help people stop itching, the most often is to sit in the yard across the door from me, chat with people. The old lady across the street was kind and put a bench in front of her house, and many of her neighbors often went there to sit when they had time.
The oldest son, who drives a big car, is away from home on weekdays. The youngest son is unemployed and hangs around. He has a daughter-in-law and two granddaughters who are always at home. There is also a young daughter who appears out of her room every three days, her hair matted, her clothes immodest, and she is a very beautiful woman, who, as I later learned, is a little girl.
This little sister likes to listen to music, with a walkman connected to a speaker, leisurely hiding in the house to listen. The house does not have a bed, with a bedpan on the floor, laid a mat, the quilt rolled in a mess. When I first went into her room, I strongly felt a female lewdness.
The little girl said, she seldom bring boys to her room, family members are not allowed to just enter. I thought: of course, I guess you often masturbate in it.
The little dame was very delicate, her waist was especially thin and soft, her face was beautiful, and she always looked as if she hadn’t woken up. I was honored to sit on her bunk when the very natural desire to press the side of her down on it, ravaged. So I asked her if she was itchy. The result was a fiery slap on the face from her, which completely woke up my libido.
I then pressed her underneath me, my hands grasping and squeezing all parts of her body, she was very soft, everywhere is the tender flesh of the sheep, peeling off the clothes, the breasts are very small, only fist-sized, but very white, nipples bright red, lovely. Legs are very thin, white and tender, gripped in the hand is very light, two hands each held up one, when separated, feel that she is very young.
She made love but was wild, and as soon as I inserted my thing into her pussy, she began to moan incessantly. The sparse bit of dark hair on her pussy, on the little mound of flesh, kept connecting to the skin as it tugged and pulled on the cock. Her back was against the wall, her body curled up like a shrimp, her face flushed and delicate.
Changing positions, she pawed and lay down like a puppy, turning on her Walkman and playing a Tam song while bucking her little white ass and letting me pump it from behind, her hair cascading out to cover most of her fine, smooth backside. As soon as the music started, she began to scream loudly, some of it actually cursing foul language.
Finally, to Tam’s passionate cries of “Karaoke Forever OK”, I spilled stream after stream of cum all over her back and ass. She curled up in a ball like an abandoned pet and kept quiet until I left.
On a leisurely day, unable to resist the loneliness, I took the two young granddaughters across the street to play in the mountains. The older one is called Qing’er, thirteen years old, studying in the first grade, the waist began to slender. The little one is called Garden, second grade, net noisy people.
There is a park at the foot of the mountain with a carousel, swings, swings, and slides. I put the garden on the carousel and let it go round and round, and swung the swing for Qing’er, who was very demonic and shrieked with fear, but refused to come down. Garden was dizzy from the spinning in the carousel, cried, carried her down, not long, and then noisily sat in the swing, swinging on its own, quite strong.
Qing’er climbed up to a high place, not daring to come down, I called from below, jumping, I followed. Qing’er straight shook his head, almost crying, I climbed to half high, said, “You slide down, I hold you.” Qing’er slid down, arms and legs tightly wrapped around my body. I went to the ground and stood firm, wondering how she has not been down, and no sound, a turn of the head, saw Qing’er haloed with a small face, but also very moving.
I then carried Greenie into a large funnel, Greenie’s nose was sweaty, her small body sat on my lap, her arms tender green vine-like circled around my neck, primly feminine.
Qing’er was wearing a snug little sweatshirt with a slight pointy rise in front of her small breasts.
I asked, “What is it?”
Qing’er surprisingly blushes and scolds, “You’re the big bad guy!”
I said, “That’s what you said, since you’re a badass, you have to do bad things!” I squeezed her egg-sized breasts as I talked to her.
Her little tits were hard, in lumpy clumps. After a few squeezes, I was hard down there, against her little ass. Cyan moved around uneasily, as if wondering what it was. I took her little hand and touched it, and Cyan carefully squeezed it, wanting to talk but not daring to. That’s when Garden yelled from below, looking for the two of us.
Neither Cyan nor I said anything.
When we went back, Garden said she was going to tell her mom that we were ignoring her. I was shocked. Qing’er ingratiated herself with Garden and finally said she would give her the new pencil case before Garden promised not to tattle.
Where I live, out of the alley, to the right, there is an elementary school. A group of interns recently came to the elementary school and often walk past the alley where I live. I sat in front of the door and saw them several times.
I look attractive in a T-shirt, wide and fat, like a doily. Sometimes I sat cross-legged, with my shirt covering me to the bottom, as if I had no pants on. The interns, all women, laughed and laughed when they saw me. I was sitting comfortably, the immortal style of the appearance of the Taoist, the eyes of all of them looked down. One of them was a girl with a round face and good skin, when she smiled, the smile could stay on her face for a long time, and when she laughed, her cheeks were flushed with red, well, it was especially cute.
I ran into her and another girl on the road once and I looked up and laughed, “Beautiful day, ha, ha, ha!” It made her laugh.
I said, “Are you guys in teacher training or kindergarten?”
She said, “The kindergarten teacher’s – oh! What are you asking for?!”
I said, “I went to your school when I was in school, oops! Don’t you remember?”
She said, “Bragging rights! We never let boys in our school.”
I said, “Oh, so I remembered wrong, what’s your name?”
Three words, make them giddy, and that’s how they met.
The girl with the round face is called Kasumi. The companion who was always together was called Suzaku. When I had time, I thought about how to get them all in one place.
Suzue was naughty and Kasumi was shy. When we were walking together, it was always me and Suzaku talking endlessly, and Kasumi didn’t make a sound at all. I saw her staring at Suzue with a look of envy and jealousy on her face. I laughed in my heart.
Xiaoxia and Suzue came to my house to play. I suddenly asked Suzie to go and buy a pack of cigarettes for me, and Suzie said, “Who are you to tell me what to do? I’m not going!” Kasumi wanted to buy them, but I wouldn’t let her.
I called Suzaku aside, bit her ear and said, “Good Suzaku, to tell you the truth, I like Kasumi and want to talk to her for a while, so go ahead!”
Suzaku blushed and went off, Kasumi looked at me curiously, wondering what method I had to actually move that girl.
I looked at her with a grin and said, “Wanna know what I told her?”
Kasumi said, “Say it!”
I said, “Don’t be mad if I tell you.”
Kasumi thought that I had shown Suzaku favor, so she said, “Okay, I won’t be angry no matter what you say to her.” The tone was sour.
I said, “I told her I liked you and wanted to talk to you for a while, and she went for it.”
When Kasumi heard that, she blushed all of a sudden. I got closer and said, “I do like you!” And kissed her.
When Suzue came back, Xiaoxia was already in my arms. Suzue threw down her things and left, I thought that Suzue was proud of her nature and it would be good to frustrate her, so I didn’t go after her.
The floor is washed, and Kasumi sits in front of the combo stereo, listening to music as I wrap my arms around her from behind. It was the first time Kasumi had been hugged by a boy, and she said, “It’s so comfortable lying in your arms.” I didn’t say anything, I just put my arms around her cheeks from behind and kept rubbing them together. Xiaoxia let out a long breath from the bottom of her heart, her whole body softened, leaning against me, her eyes half closed, saying, “Mmm, it’s so good, it’s so beautiful.”
I said, “Yeah, it’s a shame it won’t last.”
Kasumi startled her head back and asked, “Why?”
I said I was going out soon. Then I said, “I’m so sorry to see you go.”
Kasumi’s tears flowed down her face, and the atmosphere suddenly became like a life and death situation. She and I were obsessively entangled, rolling and stacking on the floor of the room.
Not long after Xiaoxia body is already naked, young white body, tender with just peeled eggs. Fingers pressed down, there are five small meat holes, a present both no, leaving some redness gradually dispersed.
I said, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She said, “No! No!” The tender white ass flopped there. A flash of black hair between her legs and white thighs again.
Xiaoxia’s labia is not like her people look so quiet, two flaps of lip meat thick, drooping on both sides, the middle of the tender meat bright red, are filled with blood, the most attractive is the hill above her pubic area, plump and fat, pubic hair is black and fine, you can see the white skin under the cover of black hair. Hand touch, seems to be able to squeeze out the meat of the water.
I ended up only stopping my cock at the mouth of her hole, entering half of the glans, grinding it shallowly, not inserting it, but that soulful contact had been very satisfying. Cum squirted out, hanging like a sign of occupation on her snow-white skin.
Kasumi was so grateful to see me thinking of her that she always masturbated for me in a million ways every time I came. One time when I was sleeping, she contained it in her mouth.
I told Kasumi that I wanted to kiss Suzaku, just a kiss, nothing more. Kasumi believed it, but Suzaku didn’t agree.
My notice arrived soon after, and during the send-off, I finally kissed Suzaku, in front of Kasumi. Suzaku’s mouth is also naughty, after the kiss, there is a spicy flavor left. It turned out that she had quietly prepared, deliberately ate a lot of chili peppers, wanting to spice me up, hey, this girl!
I am a lonely wolf walking in a foreign land. Whenever I think of the time before I left home, I always feel very warm.
Those long, boring days, I was as laid back and comfortable as a dog lying in the sun.
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