I. Anyone under the age of eighteen or with serious moral sensitivities should leave this place. This article is purely a work of fictional fantasy and is only intended to help those who need it to vent their fantasies.
Secondly, the author would like to pay tribute to the masters of erotic literature, such as Hypnotist, Jiro, Pantyhose Taro, Hammy, Camelot, Hwben, Aunt, Big B, Hussein, as well as all the other masters who have contributed to erotic literature. I hope that masters such as Hypnotist, Jiro, Hanny, Pantyhose Taro, etc. will understand the eager anticipation of our fellow fetishists and complete your works. I look forward to seeing the completion of “Beautiful Life”, “Sexual Hypnosis”, “Unrepentant Youth” and “Cram School Marriage”.
Third, this series of works is to fetish-oriented, the author likes to elegant sexual intercourse as well as the satisfaction of special psychological orgasm, I hope that you big brother more valuable advice, so that in China’s modern erotic literature on the development of fetish works do not often see, and I hope that you big brother to pick up your pen stick (keyboard?). I hope you will take up your pencils (keyboards?) and create more and better erotic works, especially fetish works.
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Official opening.
Let me introduce myself first. My name is Cheung Man Chi, and since my grandparents were very good at doing business, the family fortune had already exceeded 200 million dollars by the time I reached my dad’s generation. When I was five years old, my father, who was a womanizer, picked up a female secretary in the company during a company trip, and then the two of them dated secretly. Half a year later, on the way to the dance floor secretly, the two of them were involved in a car accident, and they were finally “released”, leaving my mother, Cheng Jing, my sister, Zhang Wenying, and I. My mother endured the humiliation and took on the role of the company’s chairman, while raising my children. Mom endured the humiliation and took on the responsibility of the company’s chairman, while raising my sister and me to adulthood.
My mother, Cheng Jing, had the looks of a sunken fish and geese, a shy flower and a moon, plus a delicate, dimpled figure. At 1 meter 65, the most enviable thing about her was the twin towers of her breasts that towered into the clouds, and a pair of well-proportioned, slender legs that were like white jade that competed with the sun and the moon, and were lined with flesh-colored, velvety, glossy stockings… I won’t go into that.
Mom was only twenty-one years old when she gave birth to me, because of good maintenance, her face still shines brightly now, that pair of hazel tender eyes, enough to make poets write a dozen poems to praise, just like thirty just over the age of thirty, full of flavor, every year more than a reinforcement platoon of men pursuing her, you say it is not annoying! But of course, the invincible mom had a way of discouraging those men who only loved her beauty and wealth, and the men could never figure out why mom didn’t seem to have a sex drive. I think this may be a woman with a couple of children has an unknown trauma of shame – the pain of not being able to keep her husband. This trauma makes the mother have a kind of failure to avoid sex.
Sister Zhang Wenying is even more interesting, sister is now studying at the University of Commerce Department, but also in the mother’s company part-time, in the future, needless to say, naturally, to manage our family’s ancestral business. She and mom, have the same angel face, devil body, has a pair of firm breasts, soft and tender into a cylinder, the more down the more thin thighs, smooth and slender calves, soft ankles, and a large and round buttocks, she often wears suits and black high-grade stockings, in her snow-white legs under the background, revealing a dazzling light.
But my sister and my mom’s soft personalities are completely different, my sister’s personality is like a strong woman, cold and firm, with a clear and sharp vision, making it difficult for people to get close to her, so I’ve never heard of her having a boyfriend. My sister was very strict with me, and she was very strict with my homework. If I didn’t do well, she would be very mean to me. In other words, my sister unknowingly assumed the role of a father in the family – although I think it was a personality trauma that would have ruined my sister’s happiness.
As for me, ha ha, I have four big strange: one is a fetish, favorite stockings and strappy heels; two is for many years like Zen, but just can not figure out the same, you say that the fetish, can bring people no ordinary people joy, but when people can not see or touch to find what he loves, he is more than the ordinary people suffer. You say to give up fetishism, I have never heard of anyone who can give up, not to mention, after giving up, there is no sadness, no joy, there is no feeling of existence, everything is empty, and what is the meaning to speak of?
Third, although hard exercise and diligent study, but the physical weakness of the head is not very flexible, since childhood because of the weakness of the classmates were bullied, even if the sister’s supervision is very tight, homework is also passable, and the sister of the outstanding Cheng compared to the question is not to stop. Fourth, the concept of private is particularly strong, if there is a thing that I think belongs to me, I am desperate not to let him fall into the hands of others. For example, I feel that my mother is a part of my family since childhood, I especially hate those who pursue my mother’s stinking men.
Well, after the introduction of my home, say something serious, this year with my efforts, finally entered the university, but recently I found that my fetish is getting more and more serious, especially every night mom from the company to go home, my sister after school, two pairs of wearing a different color stockings but the same smooth legs in front of the eyes shaking to and fro, of course my penis can not stand, angry often “cry! I was so angry that I often “cried”. Fortunately, my family has never invited servants, are by the mother sister personally, my green eyes only to be able to rest assured that the satisfaction. Almost every day, I have to sleep with my mom or sister as the object of “jerking off” in order to fall asleep.
Don’t think I feel guilty, I don’t feel guilty at all. Because I feel that having sex with them has brought my family closer together, that the love of our family ties us together even more, and that I will make my mom and sister happy and fill in the wounds left in each of our personalities by my dad’s departure.
I had seen a psychiatrist once, to no avail. So, I decided to use the summer vacation before I went to college to travel to India and Tibet, and to go to various temples to ask the great monks to help me prove this fruit in my heart, to get rid of ignorance.
That night, when I said I was going on a trip, my mother agreed, but I could see a hint of concern and care in her eyes. My mother told me over and over again to be safe, and she called a friend of hers who had traveled to Southeast Asia and asked that friend to teach me what I should pay attention to. Although my sister simply told me to pay attention to my health and safety, I always felt that she was preoccupied. As if she was worried that something might happen to me. Alas, after all, these 18 years, I have grown up under their shelter, now suddenly have to disappear for a period of time, they must not be accustomed to, I heart is not very good.
After a week of preparation, I finally want to embark on the journey, the day of the trip, my mother and sister have specially taken time off to send me to the plane, my mother’s eyes seem a little red, I can not bear to see this, after saying goodbye, hurriedly through the gate, in the moment after passing the gate, I sneak back to look, found just now, always wearing sunglasses sister take off sunglasses, melancholy look at my back.
I have spoken a great deal at the beginning, so in order to save everyone’s time, I will not go into the details of what I saw and heard in India and Tibet. Simply put, I encountered some miracles, ran into some high priests, and many doubts in my life were cleared up, but most importantly, I met a high priest who claimed to be an ordained monk in one of the slums of India, and he gave me an inexplicable experience.
At that time, I frankly told this senior monk about my four great monsters, and after hearing this, the senior monk said, “If lust is your first great ignorance, and the Buddha will punish you for it, what will you do?”
I replied, “The sin itself is to bring suffering to others, if I do not inflict on others, and let my own heart self-chemical self-flow, joy without, Buddha in my why? If the Buddha insists on punishing me, then I can only kill the gods and Buddhas, and do so without any obstacles in my mind.”
After hearing this, the preacher asked, “Since there is no obstacle in your mind, why do you cling to objects?”
I said, “What is ignorance, if there is joy, which is the good of man? What is ignorance without sorrow, which man hates?
There is also something and nothing, which is called all; only the mind can think, but nothing can act; there is neither something nor nothing, which is also called all; but this is no different from a grain of dust in the world, so how can human intelligence exist? I just can’t prove these truths, so I’ve come to ask you.”
The Ordainer of the Way said, “Well, since you are able to meet God and kill God, and to kill Buddha, I will give you a word of advice: fleshly matters, fleshly solutions. Go and possess your mother and sister.”
Normally people would be scared out of their wits when they hear this, but my mind was particularly calm at this time, as if I had known this senior monk for a long time, and both he and I belonged to the same ultimate source, and I trusted this senior monk completely.
I said, “The flesh is willing, but the flesh is weak, and the society is trapped, and the power is not able to overcome.”
The monk finally asked, “According to the Buddhist scriptures, love is attachment, what do you think?”
I’ll be honest: “It’s only real people who have attachment. The scriptures are not suitable for everyone. One must seek one’s own truth, which is necessary to become a Buddha and a god. It is better to be an obedient dog than to follow the Buddha.”
Upon hearing this, the teacher laughed and said, “Perhaps it is the pain of losing your father and your so-called personality trauma that has created your enlightenment, and you will certainly be able to traverse the realms of gods and Buddhas in the future, and you will certainly be able to fulfill all of your desires, for you have been honed and selected by the true masters of the underworld.” Afterwards, the initiate gave me a mirror and taught me some mind-control spells…
From that day on, when I jerked off every night, I secretly vowed that I would heal the wounds of my mother and sister, and that I would make my family’s relationship truly complete and happy… Finally, I finished my travels and returned home one week before the start of the school year, where I was greeted by my mother. When I asked, I found out that my sister had gone to Shanghai to inspect a local branch for my mother, and that she wouldn’t be back until three days later, so my mother had taken a half-day off work to come and pick me up. When she saw me, she was so happy that she forgot about me and hugged me tightly, “My son, it’s good that you can come back safely, mom, I’m so worried about you.”
I was a little embarrassed, but when I politely embraced my mom, my chest immediately felt the warmth of my mom’s high breasts in that dress, and when I hugged my mom’s waist, I immediately felt the body heat of her thin waist, and coupled with the smooth silk dress, it was as if I had a heavenly and earthly sensation of floating in the air, and I warmly embraced my mom, and I began to forget myself, and I couldn’t help but stroke my mom’s smooth back back and forth for a I couldn’t help but stroke her back and forth on her smooth back a few times. When the airport announcement came on, we, mother and son, suddenly remembered that this was a public place, so we all quickly let go and walked out of the airport to find a taxi.
Into the taxi, my mother and I sat side by side in the back seat, when I took a breath, just wanted to greet my mother’s recent situation, suddenly the scene in front of me again can not breathe, only to see my mother wearing a light blue short skirt, a pair of long, shiny and beautiful legs exposed, flesh-colored stockings make the lines of the legs appear more soft, most of the thighs rounded and fresh and smooth at a glance, even more enticing, if not guessed correctly, the pair of stockings must be hollowed out. If I’m not wrong, the stockings must be hollowed out. A pair of extremely high-grade exquisite suede strapped black fine cup heel high heels, and the leg of the combination of perfect, set off the back of the foot smooth and beautiful curves, so that you feel that the owner of the shoes have a very high level of aesthetic and modification, the thin strap tied in the soft as if no bones of the condyles of the foot, elegant and incomparable.
After a while I snapped back to staring into my mom’s intoxicating hazel eyes and shushing her.
What was talked about I no longer cared, but the urge to be one in my heart thrilled me to no end, and I had already made up my mind to do something with my mother tonight before my sister came back that would make her happy for the rest of her life.
At 7:30 p.m., after our mother and son had dined, my mother listened to me with great interest as I told her about my travels, and when I saw that the time was right, I pretended to be suddenly awakened and said, “I almost forgot to give my mother the gift I had bought in India.” Then I hurriedly unpacked my bags and took out the magical mirror from the bottom, praying that it was really as magical as the preacher had said, and excited – who knows how the world would change from the next moment because of my thoughts? No, I had only to change my mother’s life, I had only to give her happiness, happiness that was not tolerated by this stupid society, and I had thus raised my soul to an unprecedented level of sensuality.
“Son, you seem so excited, your face is so red!”
“Maybe the air conditioner isn’t big enough, I’ll turn it up.” I hid my excitement and handed the mirror to my mom. It was a bronze mirror with unknown gods and demons carved into the handle and border frame, the mirror’s surface blurred from years just far away.
Mom took the mirror and examined it carefully. I secretly whispered an incantation to activate the magic of the mirror, and then, in a soft voice, I said to Mom: “Mom, please look carefully at the mirror and don’t move, the mirror can be magical. If you don’t believe me, look inside the mirror, isn’t there a droplet of water swaying from side to side? Follow the water drop with your eyes, and you will experience the mystery of life in total relaxation. Don’t think about anything now, your thoughts are like floating clouds, they are gone, relax, relax… Your mind has rested, and you will deeply enjoy this rest, relax… Now look at the mirror, look at the drop of water in the mirror, and don’t think about anything, just blank out, the drop of water is your inner world of clarity. The water drop is your clear inner world, and you will feel fresh, fresh, fresh and free of distractions, and know that I am going to take you to a wonderful world.”
Mom also swept through the beginning of a trace of doubt, but, full of slow, Mom’s vision gradually stagnant, the hazel eyes more like a smoky autumn water.
“Your strength is slowly fading, your will is no longer resisting, resisting intelligence unnerves you, and you are content to feel safe in this state you are in now.”
Mom’s eyes as if there is a layer of mist, she stayed still, just put her hand on the table, weak but determined to hold the mirror, I know that Mom is now entering the hypnotic state. I continued gently, “The drop of water will lead you, mom, beyond your worldly worries. Okay, now that the drop of water has led you beyond it, you will see a tunnel surrounded by blackness, which represents your worries and pains. Float through it. Open that door and you will see infinite light, very soft light, don’t hesitate, float happily through.”
All of Mom’s brain activity was quickly revealed in the mirror, where a door appeared, only to see the door getting closer and closer, and the representative of the person was watching the door in first person sight, floating past. Suddenly, the door opens, a million rays of light come through, and mom has completed the first process.
“I am your guide in this wonderful new world, leading you to manifest true happiness, my words are all good for you, don’t doubt them, you can’t rebel against me, mom, you’re going to obey me completely, say that you’re going to obey me, understand?”
Mom’s face was expressionless, her eyes dull, and she slowly said, “Yes, I am going to obey you, I will not doubt, I will not resist.”
“Please go back thirteen years and look at the place where Dad was fooling around with that secretary girl and what do you see?”
A large room with a queen-sized bed appeared in the mirror, only to see two fleshworms in a fierce close-quarters battle.
The man is none other than my father, and the woman goes without saying.
“Ah, I saw my unfaithful husband, he, he…” a pained expression appeared on Mom’s face and her voice choked.
I hurriedly said, “Don’t be afraid, don’t be in pain, your mind has gained infinite peace, don’t let this harass your peace, you are not a party to this now, your soul has been sublimated, good, now please think about it, why is Cheng Jing usually so depressed?”
“Look for yourself, what is the point of that whore that is as good as Cheng Jing, why does that bastard like her, what is the point of Cheng Jing that is not as good as her, ah, I feel that Cheng Jing is in pain right now, she can’t keep her husband, what is the use of her kindness and nobility, what is the use of her youth and beauty, she is very inferior and very depressed.”
Things were just as I suspected before, and I finally uncovered the secret of my mom’s heart through the sight of the mirror and my mom’s inner reflection of herself as a bystander. Now, all I have to do is to completely have to traumatize mom.
I continued softly, “Okay, now you will see a white cloud, slowly, slowly surround you, you will rise with this white cloud, out of here, up to your office, okay, now this white cloud slowly disappears, you will see the usual office you and those men who often pester you, see?”
The scene in the mirror gradually changed, first a white cloud-like thing covered the whole mirror, then the mirror was clear again, and mom’s soul returned to her office under my suggestion, only to see countless figures of men changing like a walking lantern, faster and faster, and the phantoms overlapped continuously.
Mom started to get fed up again: “Ah… Guides, please take me away from here, I hate those men, they’re so annoying, they only know how to take advantage of me, their bodies are so smelly, ah… I hate them, I hate them so much, please take me away from here.”
I really wanted to lead my mom out of this scene right away, but to enhance the effect, I guided my mom by saying, “You are now a bystander, these men are not close to you, before you leave here, please tell me why these men are so hateful?”
Mom said, “Oh… they just want to trample on me, and I’m afraid of being trampled on, I’m afraid of losing my virginity. I’m afraid.”
So, I quickly made use of the topic: “Mom, believe in this feeling of yours, and continue to keep a distance from this kind of man in the future, what you need is a man who loves your chastity, who protects your spirit and your body, who loves you, who is next to you, who you need very much, who you want very much to have everything he has, who you want to make love to, to share yourself with, and who you will submit to all his demands! and his demands will be pleasant to you, you know?”
Mom’s voice was firm but soft as if it came from the distant past: “I know. I need him and I obey him.”
Victory is getting closer and closer to me, I brought my mom to the final scene in the mirror – a black snakeskin straps on the crystal stage of the thin cup heels, I asked my mom: “Why do you usually love to wear these heels, tell me the deepest things in your heart, do not be afraid to tell me that I will make you feel safe, comfortable, good, now start to release the lowest level of your heart! thoughts.”
Mom was silent for a while, which was as long as a century, finally, mom spoke: “I love to show sexy, I have a wonderful body, I like to emphasize my nobility, nobility belongs to me, high heels are the best way to show it, I want to wear high heels in front of men.”
I said: “Mom, you need to wear high heels in front of the man who is really entitled to have you, high heels, represents sexy and noble; black, represents mature; snakeskin, represents flavor; straps, represents that you will be happy to be subjected to the constraints and requirements of this man, you will be entrusted to him, coupled with stockings, represents that you are soft and bright, mature, sexy, and radiant, you must remember that you will wear for the wear for the man who is truly entitled to you, understand?”
Mom said, “I understand.”
I suppressed my ecstasy and said the most important words word by word: “The man who is really entitled to have you is your son, and from now on you will love your son with all your heart and soul and satisfy all his needs, because this will make you happy, and your son will inherit all the rights and duties of your first husband, which cannot be accepted by the society, and therefore you must keep this secret, but, from now on, you must understand that it is sacred to be able to possess your chastity, so that your son, and making love to him, is noble and peaceful. Understand?”
After some unnecessary resistance from mom’s will, she finally said the words I’d been dreaming of, “I see.”
I ordered my mom to put the mirror down and said, “Put your feet out.”
Mom held out her feet, which were barefoot since she had taken a shower just before dinner, but it was enough to make me ecstatic. What standard beautiful feet, perfect white delicate skin, curved arches, five toes lined up in a graceful arc. I kissed the palms of her feet, and then from the toes up to the root of her thighs, I kept sucking every inch of my mom’s skin, just like a child who eats milk, ah, my mom’s skin is so fresh and tender, so that my “little brother” has already begun to “thrive”. I’m not sure if you’re a good person or a good person. Mom’s thighs were trembling uncontrollably. It seemed that her thighs were her sensitive zones, and she was starting to react.
I suppressed my enthusiasm and said to my mom, “Get up and take me to your bedroom.”
Mom obediently got up and guided me to her bedroom on the second floor and I said, “Open your closet.”
Mom slowly opened her closet, ah, in the lower part of the closet, there were all kinds of lingerie, there were panties, there were bras, there were garter belts, and my favorite stockings and pantyhose, all kinds of styles, cut-outs, lace, and silk, and the colors were black, flesh-colored, light blue, and green.
I ordered my mom to find the noblest and sexiest set of clothes to put on, so, in front of her son, my mom took off all her clothes naked, and then elegantly and slowly put on a white nylon bra, lace panties, and flesh-colored high-class ruffled stockings. A noble, elegant and sexy mom – woman – partner appeared in front of me, just like the birth of Venus.
I hand-carried the suede strappy black thin cup-heeled high heels that I had secretly bought before dinner, and placed them in front of my mom, saying, “Mom, let’s have a bonding ceremony now, and please put on one of the high heels first.”
Mom sat on the edge of the bed, elegantly bent over the body, will pick up the high heels, hands cupped, slowly raised to the foot, set on the tender slippery people, the silky feet, and then, carefully tied the straps. I kissed mom’s feet, said: “Let me put on this shoe for you, you will always belong to me.”
I helped my mother to put on the remaining shoe and touched the stocking on the back of her foot, the smoothness of the yarn was wonderful. When it was all done, I kissed the woman who would later lie beside me and issued an authoritative command, “Use your lips to serve your present husband, showing your obedience and joy.”
Mom reverently took my little “brother” in her mouth, her bright red lips moving as I told her to. I could feel her tongue darting around, licking and sucking on my big glans in a delicate manner, trying to swallow the rod into the deepest part of her throat, and the tempo gradually increased.
“Ah! … no… it’s okay! It’s… it’s so good… ah… it’s… it’s… it’s… it’s leaking… it’s… it’s leaking! AH…”
It was my first time, after all, and I raised my gun after 10 minutes.
However, the trick I learned from another monk in Tibet immediately came in handy, I recited a secret incantation, in just one minute, my “penis” was once again about to growl strongly, I watched the white liquid flow out from my mom’s lips, and she looked so satisfied, as if she had waited for a century for the light to come. After a century of waiting, she finally waited for the light to come.
I said to my mom, “Let’s bond on the bed.”
Mom sleeping on the bed, the posture is so charming and attractive, I pounced on it, kissed my mother’s mouth tightly, so that the two tongues tightly entwined, my mother’s mouth breath such as orchids, so that I was intoxicated by it, my two hands desperately rubbing my mother’s firm breasts, through the nylon caressing the taste is really good, as if I caressed my mother’s feet wearing stockings, I rubbed an unknown period of time, carefully removed the mother’s white nylon bra and rubbed her breasts directly.
My big hands, like thunder, vigorously rubbed on the plump breasts, handling the rapidly expanding buds. Mom’s love feeling is getting stronger and stronger, desperately wriggling a pair of long soulful legs, stockings and my “penis” and other parts of the body in contact with me feel wonderful, I feel a warmth between her legs, it seems that her love juices are already surging out. So I reluctantly left her mouth and began to suck on her bud, the familiar feeling of more than 10 years ago returned, I watched my mom’s bud expand rapidly, and at the same time, I was left with tears of excitement because of the reunion with her bud.
Finally, to my mother’s hypnotic surprise, I raised my gun and mounted my horse, I took off one of her high heels, lifted one of her legs on my skeleton, and ran my hands up and down, up and down, non-stop, caressing the stockings that drove me crazy, looking at the glistening, but hazy and gentle thighs, calves, insteps, and soles of the feet, and I kissed, sucked, and rubbed them with my cheeks in spite of everything.
Mom’s two pieces of pink labia just open, you can see the vaginal opening, lewd water still keep flowing outward from her lower body, I finally found the entrance, the glans slowly pushed in from mom’s crack, “Mom, I’m going to enter!” In an instant, it was as if my soul had ascended to heaven, and I gained unprecedented happiness, calmness, and tranquility, I don’t know if this is the bliss of re-entering the womb that Freud talked about, but I really had a feeling of being one with my mom all over again right now. I floated into the light of a million suns and danced up and down at the top of the clouds.
In my thrusting, mom’s lust water than before flow more, more wet, on the “little brother” thrusting action is also more and more smooth and smooth, and my pleasure is also because of the pussy of the tight little and then came, spread all over the body.
Despite reveling in the orgasm of hypnotic sex, Mom continued to arouse me with her gasps, making my manhood show its fullest.
Suddenly, my mom shuddered and rubbed her legs tightly on my shoulder, her face was so intoxicated that I could feel her lust flooding, and the inner wall of her pussy contracted violently, raising my pleasure to another level. I know that mom finally reached orgasm, and I can not help it, finally I am also comfortable to the extreme, waist and spine a moment of numbness, “dick” jumped and jumped, the semen into the mother’s pussy, completed the husband’s duty.
As I lay on the bed, embracing my infinitely peaceful mother, caressing her thighs, and watching her smile in her sleep, my heart was happy again, and I nibbled on my mother’s ear and said, “Please, mom, serve my brother again.”
Once again, mom stuck her tongue out and swept it across my glans, cleaning up the cum and starting to officially suck my cock.
She licked every part of the cock from the glans to the balls. After a few minutes, I kissed my mom’s smooth, glamorous stockings again, stroked her legs and one of the high heeled shoes she was still wearing, and aimed the rod at her pussy. I pushed my “dick” against mom’s labia and slowly pushed it into her pussy, all the way to the end. Mom closed her eyes and moaned as if she was in heaven.
I slowly pumping, after a while before speeding up, this time longer, my thrusts than the last deeper, more powerful, I do not know how long, mom reached orgasm one after another many times, each time she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, after about twenty seconds before she began to breathe. My “dick” seemed to have an endless supply of energy, and each time I was able to work with my mom to reach an orgasm and ejaculate, but quickly recovered, and now my mom’s mouth and pussy were covered with my sticky cum.
Finally, with a loud grunt, I fed my mom’s pussy a hot, thick load of cum.
I hugged my mom and looked at the woman who had not been so close yesterday, but was mine today, and looked at her sweet smile, and knew that she would never have to feel inferior again, because she had become convinced that she was back to being a competent wife.
I began to release her hypnotic control: “Mom, when I count 1, 2, 3, you will begin to return to this world from that perfect world, please remember that when you return to this world, all of your concepts of right and wrong will be based on what I just guided you to do in the perfect world, and you will naturally think of your son as your companion, and you will love to make love to me as compensation for what you have done before, and you will obey all of my commands. compensation, you will do everything I tell you and my every word must be carried out. Good, now you can come back. one, two, three.”
When mom’s eyes light up again, the two of us can’t help but hug tightly again, both of us leaving tears in our eyes. Tomorrow, we believe that no matter how big the storm is, we, mother and son, will be on the same path because, we have melted together as one, and we have overcome the biggest trauma of all.
As we embraced, my sister’s cool, handsome face, her devilish figure, her long, slender legs, black stockings, and strappy, cross-strapped heels came to mind, and the next… P.S..
First time posting, so please vote, respond, and comment. If you don’t think it’s too bad, please include it in your library, and I hope that all of you big brothers will write a little more fetish articles to encourage each other.
This article quotes sentences from several previous articles (all adapted), so I hope your predecessors do not mind too much, but most of the sentences are created by the author’s own ideas.
I wonder if the masters of Hypnotic Magician, Jiro, Pantyhose Taro, and Hanyuu will continue to work hard for this garden of Yuan Yuan after reading this article? If so, it will be my greatest honor.
I will try my best to finish the second part of “The Legend of Happy Life” within one to two months. As you know, the heroine of the second part will be “my sister Zhang Wenying”, but will she be hypnotized by “me” and what is her secret?
What will happen to the ending of The Legend of Happily Ever After? Stay tuned.
What kind of man is the Apostle of Happiness? He travels the earth to light the fire in the hearts of the lonely, abandoned by the masses in dark corners, and to give them the strength of giants. He will give mankind a message: there are many things in the world that have been distorted by the powers that be, happiness has been buried, powerful gods have been bound, and even more sadly, many who do not belong to a particular god have been forced to teach obedience to that god, and have been denied that god’s protection .
However, there is a master in the underworld, and the time is coming when the master will act, and sex is one of the ways in which the master will reveal himself to the people. Remember: You can kill God and kill Buddha for the sake of others and your own spiritual freedom.
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Official opening.
When my mom became my partner, during the day she was still the chairman of the company, a good mother who took good care of me, and at night, we enjoyed the joy that sex brought us.
After three days, when my sister came back, I started to officially implement my second plan. After dinner, at my order a day earlier, my mom went to her room early to rest on the pretext that she was a bit tired, leaving my sister and I to watch TV in the hall.
At nine o’clock in the evening, I saw that after a day’s journey my sister was a little tired, which was a good time to implement the program, I pretended to suddenly remember and said: “Oh, I almost forgot, my sister, I came back from this trip, I brought back a special product, to give you as a gift.” So, I hurried back to my own room, took out the magic mirror, and hurried back to the hall, suddenly, I realized that when I stepped into the hall, there was a trace of a smile on my sister’s lips that was not easy to detect, and I began to have a strange feeling of foreboding.
I handed the mirror to my sister, and before I could say anything, my sister was already looking at it very carefully, as carefully as she usually takes everything, and I felt a surge of joy in my heart, because the more carefully she looked at it, the faster the success of the hypnosis would be.
I said in a very soft voice, as if floating from the sky: “Sister, this is not an ordinary mirror, do you see the drop of water in the mirror? If your eyes have been staring at the drop of water, you will gradually forget all the troubles, good, now look at the drop of water, relax, relax, you will feel the flow of time has stopped, you do not have any worries, just want to rest.”
Perhaps my sister was really paying too much attention to that mirror; her gaze began to fade into dullness, but occasionally it would flash its usual sharp light.
I further induced my sister to say: “Imagine that your worries and thoughts will automatically detach themselves, you have to breathe slowly, each easy breath seems to drive away your worries, your eyelids will feel heavier and heavier, gradually feeling that your thoughts are no longer important, you have been carrying your thoughts for a long time, you should put your thoughts down and take a rest, good, now, completely relax! Now, I’m going to count 1, 2, 3, and you’re going to completely abandon your intention and accept my guidance, and my guidance is going to take you to a safe, wonderful place, and you don’t have to be afraid. Now I’m going to start counting, 1, 2, 3.”
Sister’s eyes were already closed, and I became smug inside, saying to myself that I must be calm, and then I began to guide my sister: “Sister, that drop of water will lead you, sister, to transcend your worldly worries, well, now that the drop of water has led you beyond, you will see a tunnel, surrounded by blackness, which represents your worries and pain, and you can leave them untouched for now, and you will see a door at the end of the tunnel. You will see a door at the end of the tunnel, and your body will float up, float to the door, float… float through it. Open that door and you will see infinite light, very soft light, don’t hesitate, float happily through.”
In the mirror, my sister’s soul drifted smoothly through to the other side just like my mom’s, and my sister quietly gazed at the universe from the doorway, enjoying its all-encompassing beauty.
Desperate to uncover the reason for my sister’s insensitivity, I took her straight to the scene when I was 12 years old, when I was sitting at my desk doing my homework, and my sister, who was a year older than me, came over to me, checked my homework, pointed out the many mistakes I made in my homework, and then kept scolding me for not doing my homework and getting very angry.
I asked my sister in as gentle a voice as I could, “Sister, now that you have drawn away from your body, well, now please observe your inner self, why is she so angry and why does she keep such a tight rein on her brother?”
After a long silence, my sister said in a barely audible voice, “I want to love and protect my brother, I can’t allow him to become bad, I want him to become a good man.” I asked suspiciously, “What is good and what is bad in your standards?”
This time, it seemed that my sister’s will began to resist, she began to shake all over, and I hastened to say, “Relax, you are abstracted from everything in this world, you are safe, no one can harm you, and you will be guided in everything by me, and my guidance makes you pleasant. Don’t pay any attention to your nervousness.”
The sister began to regain her serene expression and slowly began to explore the inner world of her childhood days, saying, “Bad means not listening to me and ignoring me. I want my brother to always pay attention to me, care about me, I want my brother to be good at everything, I want to have a good brother by my side. Ah! That feels so good, so happy. I’m afraid my brother will turn into one of those smelly men who surround mom, so dirty.”
It’s strange. Why does my sister want me to care about her? Could it be…
I suppressed my curiosity and continued, “Then what is good?”
My sister’s voice was getting lower and lower: “Yes, to be by my side all the time, to fulfill my pleasure, to fulfill my pride in having a good brother, to have a… a…” My sister’s face started to look a little hard, and after a while, she finally said the words that shocked me word by word. “I need my brother’s cock, a clean cock.”
I never thought that my sister had this kind of desire in her heart, I trembled and asked my sister: “What’s so good about my brother’s cock that you are so enamored with it?”
My sister said, “Because it’s pure.”
I bowed my head in silence for a while and asked, “Do you love your brother so much that you intend to become your brother’s companion?”
Sister said quietly, “ mean.”
Without any change of guidance from me, it came to such an unexpected result. I began to realize that inside my sister’s cold exterior, there was a fiery heart, a love for me, a love that usually goes unspoken. I’m a little overwhelmed now.
At this time, something unexpected happened, the mirror suddenly like a video rewind, from the scene I set all the way back to the darkness of the tunnel, when I looked up to find all this, everything has been too late. Sister in my dumbfounded in the eyes of my own wake up, with a strange smile I’ve never seen look at me, said: “how, hypnosis fun, hypnosis me is not as fun as hypnosis mom?”
I can’t help but collapse on the couch, it’s over, my sister found out everything, even though I don’t know where I went wrong in terms of any of the steps, the consequences are already too much to contemplate, my mind is blank.
But my sister suddenly came over, sat on the sofa, ate and laughed, with a tenderness that has never been used on me, said: “Silly brother, what are you afraid of, I am willing to be hypnotized by you, willing to say what is in my heart, do you think I will still mind? Knowing that you and mom are finally together, I don’t know how happy I am. If I do mind, with your kind of half-baked hypnosis work, still be able to hypnotize me?”
My hand was hot, and I found that my sister’s white and tender hand had already held my hand, by this time, I was still in shock, but I vaguely saw tears shining in my sister’s eyes, and she laughed again and said, “Do you think you are the only one who knows the Ordainer, do you think there is only one Ordainer in this world?”
My mind was scrambling at this point, did she know the Ordainer again, were there two Ordainers?
Sister was back to her usual kind of calmness, no, I should say there was no more of that dominance, a kind of skilfulness was left.
And then, slowly, he told me why. That’s when the most incredible thing in the world unfolded in front of my eyes – it happened in my house.
It turned out that although my sister was usually very mean to people, she had always been kind and charitable, and she loved philosophy, and she was good friends with a fellow student from the philosophy department of her school, who had led my sister through some unusual things (my sister didn’t tell me the details), and my sister trusted her very much. This classmate had figured out my sister’s secret and predicted that she would become my partner.
My sister was scared at first, but this classmate predicted that only if my sister and I were together could she free her heart of worries and achieve true happiness, otherwise she would be alone for the rest of her life, and even if she found a random man to marry, the consequences would be unimaginable.
This student was one of the many preachers who were active in the world, and taught his sister various philosophies, some of which she agreed with before, and which could be found in various religions, and some of which she had never heard before, such as the breaking down of the world, and the fact that there are some people who don’t belong to any of the religions of the world, but belong to the mysterious masters of the underworld who have not yet appeared, and who were predetermined by them from the day of their creation through suffering in the world, and their partners and the rest of their lives. These people are predestined by the Lord from the day of their creation, through some suffering in the world, to realize the truths that others have not yet realized, and their partners and the rest of their lives are predestined by the Lord.
As early as two months ago, that classmate predicted what would happen in the next few days, and encouraged my sister to boldly enjoy the sex that belonged to her, to boldly dissolve with me, so that the pain of more than twenty years could be resolved completely. However, my sister was always afraid that she would be too nervous at that time, and that she would be too controlled by her mind and would not be able to accomplish anything. So my classmate helped my sister cast a spell, so that she would first be successfully hypnotized by me, so that I would believe that her love for me was sincere and genuine, and then automatically lift herself from hypnosis, explaining all of this to me, and also giving me a surprise.
When I heard all this, it was as if I was in a dream, fuming for a long time. Suddenly, I realized that my body was pressed down, my sister had pushed me down across the sofa, and that cherry mouth was kissing me passionately, and my high bosoms were rising and falling sharply, pressing tightly against my chest.
I have been boiling blood, put aside all concerns, embraced my sister, passionately exploring the secrets of her tongue. We kissed so fiercely, like a long drought meets the sweet dew, at this moment the heart is connected, naturally the love is even more intense, hard to leave.
My sister was already in the throes of passion, but suddenly pushed me away, violently unzipped my pants, pulled out my little – now big – brother, took off her slippers, and rubbed back and forth on top of my “little brother” with her legs, which were wearing black ruffled stockings that I had longed for.
Ah! In the past, when my sister came back, she would take a shower and change into normal cotton stockings before eating with us later, today, she purposely put on these noble and sexy stockings for me to satisfy my greatest craving.
I couldn’t help myself: “Ah… ah… ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
My sister’s friction slowed and slowed, and I was so refreshingly happy, my dearest and favorite person connected to my own heart, doing what I wanted most for myself, both physically and mentally, I reached an orgasm.
“Aaahhhh… don’t stop… aaahhhh… aaahhhh… sister… how did you know that I… aaahhhh… like to have leg sex with you… aaahhhhhh… wearing stockings… aaahhhhhhhh… aaahhhhhhhh…”
The red flush continued on my sister’s face, “What are you hiding from me, sister.”
I looked at my sister’s beautiful legs, only to see the fit and sturdy calf belly, round thighs, white and flawless, in the pure black stockings, looks so elegant stretch, but also full of mystery.
With the powerful rubbing of the lycra and nylon, I lost my armor in about 10 minutes and it was a blast!
The white semen was staining my sister’s stockings, and it was so pretty in black and white.
At this time, my sister gracefully took off her stockings and placed them in my hands, saying shyly, “Do you like it? Here you go.”
There is nothing in the world more divinely ecstatic than this moment. I took them and kissed the stockings. As if by magic, my sister took out another pair of ruffled fine velvet stockings from the pocket of her civilian clothes, put them on slowly and delicately, and then whispered to me, “I know you know that one erection spell, go to my room and we’ll… together…”
I knew what she meant, so I lifted my sister’s ass so that her legs were wrapped around my waist, then carried my sister to her room and placed her on the bed. Sis automatically took off her civilian clothes, ah! Sister was wearing a black skeletonized set of a whole set of lingerie, with the alabaster perfect body, as if a fairy had descended to the earth, it was beautiful.
What good deed have I done to deserve the happy life I have today?
I continued that unfinished kiss with my sister while using my two big hands to do all the movements a human being can do on her breasts, squeezing, rubbing, kneading, touching, and pinching all of them, and my mood was as excited as if I had gone to the temple to pray.
Then I stripped off my sister’s underwear, keeping only the ruffled pair of fine velvet stockings, and made my sister’s legs tighten around my waist for the most intense friction, as I squeezed my glans into my sister’s narrow pussy and pushed upward.
After all, it was my first time, and even though my sister’s hymen quickly welcomed my entry, she was still in pain, and in less than 5 minutes, her moans of pain turned into a song of joy: “I’m so… so… so… so… so good… so good… so good… so… so… so wet… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… so… “
My sister’s lustful water was like the mighty Yangtze River and the rolling Yellow River, and it was out of control, and my activities became faster, stronger and more vicious. My sister soon reached her first orgasm, I buried my head in my hands in my sister’s breasts, thighs, abdomen, left and right, in her joyful and satisfied cries, I gave her the first time in more than 20 years of pride — the pride of being a woman — the pride of being my woman.
I couldn’t help but ejaculate as well, a pungent jet of cum shot out, sperm and lust mixing together, soaking her and my pubic hair, and the bed as well.
Is it over? Not so fast, I recited the incantation, 3 minutes later, the male force reappeared, and fought again. This time my “little brother” is more powerful, the first sister’s thighs in the stockings of the desperate friction, so that the emotions of the sister’s two legs naturally in my body stretching and moving. Usually indifferent sister, now is so charming and attractive, lovely and other women are not different. Satisfied, she took the initiative to send her pussy forward, and the piston movement was perfected by our full cooperation.
When I ejaculated again, my state of mind was not only joyful, but also peaceful, more comfortable than when I made love to my mom, because I knew that this time I had finally fulfilled my destiny, and that I had become a real man, a man who was able to make my sister offer herself voluntarily without relying on hypnosis.
Of course, hypnosis is great, and I’ll have to hypnotize my sister for her later, when she agrees, so that she can experience her soul more deeply and get deeper joy, that’s for later.
When the clock struck midnight, I turned over and looked at my sister, who was sleeping beside me, and she looked at me lovingly and said, “Brother, I will never be so mean to you again, but I won’t allow you to be as bad as those stinky men in the future, okay? Otherwise…” I screamed out in pain as I was twisted by my sister’s thighs. Come on.
I said, “I don’t dare, I don’t dare, sister, do you still have pain there? It’s all my fault for being inexperienced and making you hurt like this.”
“It doesn’t hurt so much anymore. Silly brother, if you’re experienced, I’ll kill you!”
I laughed and said, “Experience, do I have any other experience other than on my mom?”
“Brother, you know that spell, how many times can’t be hard for you, let’s see, from now on we’ll come with mom and we’ll testify that we’re really a family, okay?”
I said, “I’m afraid you won’t.”
Sister laughed and said: “Mom and I is not a heart, are around you this kid around, how can I bear to let mom alone, we will live happily as a family from now on, no longer as melancholy as before. How nice!”
I couldn’t help but kiss my sister on the lips…
Later, three people play games every day, psychological trauma to say goodbye, a husband and two women happy, through the pain to enjoy the family.
I often wonder now how our family could have had such a blessed life without those mysterious channelers. But how can ordinary people discover to find the channelers around them?
Postscript.
Don’t think that’s the end of the story. After my sister introduced me to her preacher, a fellow philosophy student, fate played a good joke on me, the student fell in love with me, and we secretly made love and lived together with the support of my mother and sister. Since the preacher insisted on not disclosing her story, saying that it was the Lord’s will, I will not write about it.
Notes.
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primer
I’ve often wondered what stockings, for women, represent.
Is it a symbol of tenderness, or thoughtfulness, or a restraint?
Symbolizing that one should be led by the man who conquered him.
I think a noble woman should put on her beautiful and noble stockings and quietly wait for her man’s care and orders.
Therefore, the magical stockings, from time to time, remind the woman that she should go from being a mother, a wife, a lover, a slave, a showgirl in front of her man.
I, the Apostle of Happiness, have traveled all over the world, and have heard many strange stories, intended to dedicate to you here, the most touching stories in our absurd times, in which the most touching, I believe, is the emotion of that water and milk.
Official opening.
She was a devoted mother, and her husband, a villain who was only selfish and self-interested, though rich, did not deserve such a virtuous and beautiful woman.
She didn’t need heavy makeup and wasn’t dressed in fancy clothes, but when those who knew her, which wasn’t very many, mentioned her, they couldn’t help but praise her in unison as a woman of absolute beauty.
There are many beautiful women, and there are many literary adjectives to describe a beautiful woman, but it seems impossible to find a particularly appropriate description of her. Because, sometimes, a woman’s charm can not be described. The only certainty is that, regardless of spring, summer, fall and winter, she always wears light, shiny stockings, that is subconsciously inside the self-pity, tenderness and obedience, but also in the bone of the face of the tumult?
Let the true man within destiny grasp me toward the stockings and stay close to me! Let me serve him well in my glorious and noble stockings as a uniform!
With an easygoing smile, she traveled through every corner of this dark city, bringing clothes and food to the lonely wanderers, the orphaned children with no relatives, and with a hint of indecision, she avoided the advances of the brutes.
With infinite sorrow, she suffered the insolence and neglect of her husband.
All this was known only to me, a loner who could not sleep during the long nights, but only wandered outside her window, inquiring about everything about her. I could play hypnotic, ghostly music for the whole world, but I had no way of making myself sleep.
A year ago, a car accident caused me to lose the ability to sleep, in this dark city, among the drunkards and the poor, savoring the sadness of life, feeling the injustice suffered by the good people, and standing far away from a picture of the urban caged people’s loss and helplessness. I no longer knew what happiness meant until I met her.
She really wasn’t one of those glamorous big stars, she even only wore plain and ordinary clothes, but because of her indescribable charm, her own nobility, her lovely and silky stockings, she made me know that she was an abandoned angel waiting for my rescue. A long night, hand in hand.
She needed a pair of heels that would bring out the harmony of her beauty, sexiness, and nobility, the kind of mixing straps, and ones that were as delicate as a necklace, to bring out her finesse.
I chose to buy such a pair: from the heel of the shoe on each side of the five thin, silk-like mixing belt, the shoes as small as possible, only in the heel and front heel, there are two pieces of thin Bo leather, high heel, pointed, which will be her gift to the woman I conquered, to become her noble and seductive lover’s slave sign.
She had just finished performing in a charity singing program and was resting in the backstage dressing room. Holding a pair of exquisite shoes, I walked up slowly and asked in a low voice, “Miss, are these the shoes you left in the dressing room locker?”
She quickly smiled and said, “Sir, you are mistaken, these are not my shoes, I was just involved in a singing program, not dancing.”
I wiggled the mixing straps on the heels with my hand and continued to say in a low voice, “Look, the style of the shoes is so consistent with what you’re wearing, please take a closer look at them, is this your shoe, don’t be so quick to affirm, don’t be nervous, relax, look at the shoes carefully again and settle down to see.”
She seemed a little startled, but couldn’t help but look at the shoes, and in the back and forth swaying of the mixing straps, the air around her seemed to freeze, and time, stopped spinning.
I continued, “Miss, you’re tired, you may not recognize it very well, please with this pair of so curved beautiful shoes, from head to tail, look carefully.”
She was a little dazed, her eyes had gone involuntarily slack, as if she wanted to say something to reject me, but couldn’t, or rather, didn’t want to. She had been mesmerized by the elegant but sexy heels, by the sound of my voice.
“Relax and concentrate on the shoes, they belong to you, don’t doubt it, you are already tired, please try to relax yourself and rest for a while.”
With a hint of doubt, she stared irresistibly at the heels as her limbs began to droop helplessly.
I said softly, “You will now relax your whole body, you will go into deep hypnosis and your eyes will be closed very feebly until you hear my command.”
She closed her beautiful eyes, and took no more notice of the troubled world, leaving a clear land, then the land of dreams, to rejoice sweetly with me.
“Relaxing more and more, no longer feeling anything unpleasant, no longer being torn by worrying things, you just want to go well into gentle, sweet hypnosis, enjoying the joys and comforts that I guide and command toward. You have lost your pain, you have lost your old worries, you have, slowly, lost judgment of right and wrong.”
She was trying to resist my last words, I put down my high heels, hands tenderly holding her tender hand, gently told her: “everything will be fine, do not worry, your right and wrong judgment is stuck too much belongs to that chaotic world of mistakes, give up, you will feel very comfortable, the body is like in the suburbs of the spring as comfortable, if you do not listen to me, imagine that the world of darkness and cold will envelop you, how miserable. it for a moment, the darkness and coldness of the world will envelop you, how miserable it would be, go into a deeper sleep and enjoy that coziness.”
She was in a state of complete hypnosis, unable to resist any longer, and with a warm smile, she collapsed into my arms. I picked her up, put on my heels, and disappeared into the vast darkness of the night.
She was not a lecherous woman; even at the juncture of losing her virginity, on the eve of the orgy of carnal enjoyment, she remained so gentle and virtuous.
Loss of virginity, of course, is a chain forced upon people by this world, and true loss of virginity is a sinful enterprise of those who sell their souls for material things, and my woman, who is now relieved to surrender her virginity to me, is only the greatest defiance of her husband, the greatest triumph over true darkness.
Now, she was lying on the bed, so peaceful, and when I took off her coat, I felt only dazzling eye-catching, all because of that white and beautiful body, the best evidence of that angel, and when hands slipped through that body every time, besides physical excitement, it was a contact with heaven.
Heaven, I have not been, and do not want to go, because the suffering people of this world waiting for thousands of people like her and me to help, with such a beautiful soul and body support, why go to beg heaven to leave you alone in the chaos of the void?
Her lingerie was equally elegant and supple, and even though my touch was soothing and beautiful through and through, she didn’t immediately remove her lingerie in lust, letting the lingerie, which represented her nobility and holiness, tell me that the owner of the lingerie needed love, real love.
I was so touched because I took off her original high heels for her with my own hands, and gently rubbed and caressed her slippery feet with both hands, and the touch of the stockings extended from my arms, and turned into an incomparable surprise, which made both the touching and the being touched to enter into that misty, mysterious, ethereal realm, and at the same time, according to the ancient oriental etiquette, declared, that I had touched her feet, and had gained her chastity.
The pink, shimmering stockings, so tightly encircled its owner, the silk joy, passed into the heart, I put on those noble heels for her, and tenderly ordered her to walk in the house, posing in the most sexy but elegant and artistic manner, fully expressing the high unity of man, stockings, and heels, she walked as she did, in order to prove her transcendence, her obedience and dependence on me.
Lower the brightness of the light, appreciate the beautiful legs in the light of the light, the soft curve, in the slender extension, reminiscent of waves, I wonder if this undulating waves, can give us both high and low pleasure? Do you know if there is divine pleasure at the end of those eyes?
So I decided to give it a go.
I lifted her legs and spread it wide, I could see more clearly now, underneath the black pubic hair, the labia had been slightly turned over, the love juices were flowing for me in a steady stream, I held the fullness of it and pressed my glans against her sanctum sanctorum, flicking it back and forth, still unable to penetrate it right away.
Yet though she was asleep, she unconsciously caressed my face back and forth with those gorgeous stocking-clad legs, inviting me to explore the inside of that sanctum sanctorum for the holy water of eternal youth.
I was touched and pushed in, following the lubrication of the love juice. True love comes from a tight union between two parties, and her tight little narrow palace, just barely able to accommodate my baby, was clearly prepared naturally for me.
I began to slowly push my hips as I gently pushed in and out. She was also very good at matching my movements, gently rocking, and the fountain of love inside the sanctuary overflowed, causing us both to fall as high and low as if we were falling into the ocean, traversing a century of bliss in the darkness of joy.
We were like a pair of lovers reunited again, close together, at that time her face was all red with orgasm, full of blissful expression, as if she had gone to heaven, and her body was more mature and dynamic.
I became even more joyful, as if it were a million thunderbolts breaking through the sky, weaving in and out inside her sanctuary like a wild wind, pumping, pumping, pumping, pumping again and again, my chariot kept moving in and out of her body extremely fast, the light and smooth sensation of the stockings acting more and more obviously on my body.
I swung faster and harder, and her delicate body suddenly straightened up in the midst of the swaying, and cold icy rain poured down on my fiery chariot, and all of a sudden we both interpreted the true meaning of love, and I laughed, and gagged her tongue, and shot my love juices into the depths of my cunt as freely and as painfully as I could.
If there is any happiness in the world, it must be a piece of ice in the midst of chaos, and it must be the flower of love that blooms beneath the night.
I gently organized everything, continued to speak to her in a low voice: “Your whole body will now feel enveloped in a warm breeze, you will no longer remember everything that happened tonight, remember, whenever you hear ‘the more the night the more beautiful,’ you will fall asleep and receive my guidance, but only when the words are spoken by me will they be effective. But this is only valid if it is uttered by me, it has no validity if said by anyone else. You will now break open your eyes after I count 1, 2, 3, but you will ignore everything that exists in front of you, you will go outside the house, take a cab home, the driver will ask you, you will wake up and answer your home address quite naturally and feel that everything is normal and natural. Even if there remains in your memory what happened between the two of us tonight, you will think of it only as a pleasant fantasy and will keep thinking about it in the days to come. We have plenty of time for that later, you may rest assured.”
I kissed her again, and a tear suddenly hung on her holy, beautiful face; whether it meant joy or parting, I did not know, but I did know that we would always be together forever one day.
“１、２、３┅┅”
With the distant sound of her heels, I watched her step into the cab and disappear into this hideous urban night.
When I looked back, I was all alone in this large room, and the words of “The Returner of the Night” seemed to come to mind: “It’s freezing time, it’s past midnight, and the past is like a shooting star, passing through my heart in a flash… How long will it take to see the warmth of the dawn after I wake up from my dreams? How long will it take to see the warmth of dawn?
postscript
Two months later, with the help of my friend the Ordainer, we succeeded in sending her vile husband to hell, and she inherited all his property.
Subsequently, through the control of the telephone, I succeeded in hypnotizing her every time, and succeeded in gradually making her remove that kind of idea bound by the world’s thoughts, and gradually the two of us went back and forth in secret, no longer needing the help of hypnosis to engage in lovemaking, and hypnosis, which had only become an ornament of love.
Six months later, we finally got married…
What can be the first taste of a happy life? The caress of a lover, the loving support between mother and child, the intimacy of all that you order between master and servant.
If you were to have the most complete suspicion and contempt for me, I would laugh it off, because, as yet, you do not know what is the seeming depravity of holiness, and what is the seeming depravity of holiness, and you do not yet understand the teaching of the life of the Teachers of the Way: Happiness comes from proximity.
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