To ask what love is in this world is to make people bet on life and death.
The bright moon shines over the world for thousands of years, sighing where to return to in this life.
When is the Moon (1)
That year, I left my hometown to study in a foreign land, when I was 18 years old, blood and vigor, coupled with the fact that I was a good student, I was reckless to come to the University of C. I knew that the four years of college would be an important period of my life, but I did not expect it to be so bittersweet. I know, the university four years will be an important period of my life, there will be a lot of unforgettable things, but I did not think it would be such a bone, can say, I did not expect the beginning, I also guessed the wrong ending.
The first time I met Xiao Xiao was in the dining hall, it was noon on an October day, I had just gotten out of gym class and was covered in stinky sweat, me and a bunch of my brothers rushed into the dining hall like wolves because if we were late there wouldn’t be any good food. This was basically boys’ territory, as it was far away from the girls’ dormitory.
I used 100 meters of speed to rush to the mouth of the trafficking, perhaps it is the reason for the physical education class, I am very excited, perhaps this is the God’s trick, I did not pay attention, will be a just buy a good meal of people knocked down, she is Xiaoxiao, I did not even look at her, just say a “sorry” and continue my journey, until we are dating, I do not know the first time we are I didn’t realize where we first met until after we started dating.
Once again met her, has been after the month, that year Beijing snow came early, and also big. That night, I rode a bicycle from the school back to the time is already more than ten o’clock in the evening, the snow is so big, the road is almost no one, only drifting down the snow, and the pale moon has not disappeared.
From a distance, I saw a lonely figure at the bus stop, I couldn’t help but look at it more, it was a girl, an ordinary girl from the dress up, but I rode over there anyway, because that bus was extended to our school.
“Miss, it’s very late, I’m afraid there are no buses, and I’m afraid there are very few taxis left, I’m afraid it’s not very safe for you to be here alone, if you’re heading towards the University of C, maybe I can take you for a while.”
She didn’t say anything, but there was a hint of panic in her eyes and I could see it. Her eyes were so beautiful and I sensed something in her panic.
“I’m a student at the University of C. Nah, here’s my student ID.” I wasn’t sure if the student ID would prove that I wasn’t bad, but I didn’t want the slightest bit of panic to come out of those beautiful eyes.
She flicked a glance at my credentials, bit her lip, and stepped toward the back of my bike.
I pedaled my bike again, so lightly, “If you get there, please let me know.” No response.
“Are you a student at our school too?” There was no response yet. I was a little upset in my heart, I was kind enough to help you, but I didn’t even pay attention. I got stubborn and simply became mute.
Silent night, silent road, silent moon, silent people, only the wheels rolling fresh snow issued by the squeaky sound.
The road seemed to get longer, after a long time, or at least I thought it did, I had forgotten that there was anyone else behind me, and as I stopped in front of the dormitory, I felt a sudden shimmy behind me, and I turned to see her standing still in the snow, and only then did I remember her, “I’m sorry, I forgot I had you with me.” She bit her lip again and said the first thing I heard her say, “Thank you,” before she turned around and headed for the girls’ dormitory.
In the snow, leaving only a dull me, a still be just that sound soft, some soft, and some sweet also mixed with this indefinable shy voice surrounded by the dull, until the gatekeeper called me, I came back to earth. Later I realized that I fell in love with her from then on.
That’s it for now, I’m going to bury the hatchet. This article is just a tribute to Plover, who made me read the erotic version of the heart, not the “chicken” movement. Erotica, too, can be sentimental, starting with Plover.
When is the Moon (2)
From that night on, I began to lose myself, often in crowds, in a dream world of my own making, where there were pairs of mesmerizing eyes and a haunting voice. I fell in love, in love with a voice, with a pair of eyes, eyes with a hint of panic.
I went crazy, searching for her with all my strength, I wanted to catch the love that floated by. I traveled from classroom to classroom, from dining hall to dining hall, and stayed in front of the girls’ dormitory. Finally, I met her again, on a winter night, I saw the figure that haunted me on the campus, on the trail.
I gathered my courage and stopped her: “Hello, do you recognize me? The night it snowed.”
Panic appeared in her eyes again but disappeared in an instant, she smiled at me and nodded her head, I felt the sky light up, no, the universe light up, was it winter? Why am I seeing the most beautiful and delicate flowers in the world?
I stood there for a long time before I realized she was gone. I extended the path and chased after her, I wanted to tell her that I loved her!
She froze when I revealed my heart to her, because I was so determined and sure. She bit her lip and said, “I’m sorry, I don’t think I can accept your trust, after all, we don’t really know each other.”
“Yes, you will accept me, I swear.”
From then on, I waited for her to show up every day, and every time I said, “I like you”. She always smiled lightly and left.
In the blink of an eye, winter break arrived and I returned north with regrets.
“Cheers, one more.” Every day I was soaking in alcohol, always drinking with my friends, using alcohol to anesthetize my heart. The mistakes, too, started by alcohol.
That night, we were a bunch of classmates, guys and girls, and one of the girls was a good friend of mine, and we all got drunk.
I don’t remember how it started, all I realized was that I was kissing a delicate lip, something sweet and so soft, I felt the alcohol heating up my blood and my body was starting to change, I just wanted to let it out. I threw that body onto the bed, vigorously tearing at the clothes that got in my way, hers, mine.
When the white bra was thrown away from me, a pair of firm breasts popped out, semi-circular, with two small pink grapes on top, still gently jiggling. I pounced on them, rubbing and grasping them vigorously with my hands, so soft, but with some hardness, a hint of an agonized moan reached my ears, but it turned me on even more, and I kissed and nipped at them with my mouth, sometimes gently, sometimes heavily.
The moans began to change a little, less pain, more pleasure, and the sound began to be a little intermittent, slurred, not like a refusal, like a little hand calling to me to explore more secrets. My hands, my mouth, began to drift downward from those delicate peaks, why was every inch so smooth and fragrant? A little cool, but like a volcano.
I searched and searched and came to a small forest, what was it? Dark, somewhat curved, covering a small hill, I want to climb, I want to explore the forest. I use my hands to soothe the forest, to feel the hill, why is there a mountain stream in the forest? I use my hands and my lips to experience the little heights of the hill, why are the heights still rising? Is the earth’s crust moving so fast?
Small streams began to flow out of the mountain streams, the music in my ears became rapid and interrupted, I went to lick the wet mountain dry with my tongue, why did the water flow more?
I felt some part of me swelling and feverish, I needed to go to the river to bathe and cool down, I flew and plunged my little friend into the stream, but it was a little difficult, the trail was a little narrow and there were obstacles that I had to conquer. As I pushed in hard, I heard the sound of pain, agony.
I flew through the mountains, the pleasure rising, and finally I exploded and got lost.
When I woke up, I found myself naked on the bed, with a she lying beside me, she was looking at me with affectionate eyes, and I realized that the fault had come. She addressed me with her lips, so soft, but I couldn’t feel the sweetness, and I responded, tongue tangling with tongue, was it pleasure?
I rubbed her breasts with my hands, not very big, about 32B, so smooth, but not as hard as last night. I leaned over to look at the forest, dark pubic hair, not very thick, but quite a bit; two pink labia, fat and tempting. I touched it with my hand, she retracted a little, I gently nudged the tiny nub, it grew, she moaned faster, light juices flowed out, the more I nudged the nub, the more water there was, it erupted like a flash flood.
I pushed my gun up and vigorously thrust in and out, not really knowing the technique or her needs or feelings at the time, just that I was happy. In about ten minutes or so, I poured into her.
She said, “I love you. Do you love me?”
I said, “Love.” But in my mind’s eye, it’s the eyes that are a little panicked, do I love it?
When is the bright moon (3) Love? No love?
Love? No love? No love? Love? Love? No…
I was alone, lighting a cigarette and staring blankly ahead. I didn’t know whether to be excited that I’d gotten a girl or disappointed that what I’d gotten wasn’t what I wanted. Even though I was good with Min, I didn’t mean it, but now…
“Ring~~” the phone rings, I pick up the receiver and it’s Min.
“Is Kou (me) there, please?”
“Not in.” I put down the microphone and fell back into a trance.
“Ring~~” the phone rang again.
“Please…”
“Not in.”
I don’t want contact with anyone, including myself.
The door was ringing, I came back to my senses and went to open the door, it was a Min with two lines of clear tears on her face, she was originally beautiful, she became so churlish. I admit, my heart moved. I did not say anything, turned around and entered the room, she also came in.
“If you regret it, I can forget about last night.”
I didn’t expect her to speak like that, but the jittery sound of forced strength in those words smacked me in the face like a whip. I’m not a casual person, and I don’t run away, and even though I don’t know what the future holds, I can’t speak words of desperation into those eyes, eyes that hold pain.
Gradually those eyes changed, into the eyes with the slightest hint of panic in my heart, and I had a sudden urge to hug her. She was mine, and I wasn’t going to let her leave me, I was going to show her how much I loved her, and it never changed from that night.
I used my lips to find its mate, a pair of lips that were just as warm, but with an added sweetness. I gently tap my tongue against those teeth, prying it open, seeking out another scented tongue, tangling, entangling, saliva exchanging, breath quickening. My hands began to wander, up and down the mountain.
I picked her up and laid her gently on the bed, I couldn’t let my love be frightened, I removed her coat, hateful winter, why do they make people wear so many clothes?
Beneath that lavender bra were two towering spikes, and gently, I unclasped it, freeing those beautiful two hemispheres completely from outside constraints. I gently kissed those tantalizing peaks, sucking like a baby, no, not like a baby, because I also nibbled the tender red nipples with my teeth from time to time, sometimes vigorously, sometimes gently.
The panting in my ears was also heavy and light, and I moved downward, experiencing every inch of skin, so smooth, like gelatin, and so softly colored, with a light and seductive glow.
I moved to the place where the grass gathered, chiaroscuro, curved, covering a mysterious valley. I used my hand to carefully spread the two delicate, pink, and a little fat labia, inside was flesh red skin, a paradise I longed for. Above the intersection of the labia, there was a small protrusion, the nucleus of the pussy, I used my index finger to tweak it, it swelled up like crazy, I used my tongue to lick it, a hint of faint body odor, accompanied by a faint aroma of a young girl, went straight into the marrow of my brain, stimulating me. Without stopping licking, my fingers went deep between those labia, gently, gently thrusting, thrusting… The torrent erupted.
There were intermittent gasps in my ears, and the sound of no, the gasps were like a movement, a serenade, a concerto, no, a march, and the “no” was the horn, the bugle, urging me to charge!
I removed my own restraints, carefully fed my cock in, and began to thrust. Like a fearless warrior, I move forward, forward, my only goal is to move forward, forward, conquer, conquer.
The gasping became more rapid, “Uh… uh… uh… ah… ah…”
Soldiers, the tricky way also. I changed tactics, conserving my strength, slowing down, gently, shallowly in and out, but the “uh ah” sound is more urgent, mixed with a few barely audible “do not stop”.
The tactics were successful, and I effectively controlled the progress of the war, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep. Every time I pushed in hard, the gasps became more intense, and gradually the gasps began to get disoriented, slurred words began to be uttered, and gradually even the gasps disappeared.
I felt an numbness spreading from my back to my whole body, and I couldn’t control it, the peak of that pleasure was coming.
I exploded in pleasure and let myself be buried between the delicate peaks of my breasts.
After a long time, I came back to earth, I took her face, just to say “I love you”, but she was her, despite her winking eyes, I hesitated.
TO BE OR NOT TO BE?
Love? No love? No love? Love? Love? No…
I’m not a casual person, and it wasn’t a casual age, and since I did it, I accept that fact: love!
I buried those eyes with the slightest hint of panic and tried to forget her, though I didn’t know if I could succeed.
When is the Moon (4) Spirit and Flesh
Min and I started. That’s it, it’s on.
Min is a lively and lovely girl, and also an easily satisfied girl. She never asked me for much, and during the rest of the vacation, if I wanted to go out, she always accompanied me; but if I didn’t want her to go, she didn’t say much. If I didn’t want to go out, she stayed home with me and read, watched TV, watched the air, or made love.
I used to be a very energetic young man, but since I’ve started to identify with my relationship with Min, I’ve become a bit dull, when I’m alone.
I found that Min will be a good wife, not much to ask for anything, outside like a lady, generous behavior, looks delicate, very let me face. At home like a maid, she cleaned my house, my parents still wondered when I began to like to do housework, they also complimented me a lot, I also accepted it frankly.
The only problem is that she doesn’t look like a slut in bed.
She hadn’t offered to have sex, and when she did she rarely screamed, not like the actresses in the porno movies I’d been spying on, she always whispered, and she wouldn’t accept oral sex for me, she thought it was a sign of sluttiness and she couldn’t do it.
We did it a lot, I should say I wanted it a lot, because after all, we were only eighteen years old, the blood is still very impulsive, the forbidden fruit can be tasted again and again. I was a little proud of this, because at that time in China was still relatively conservative, but I was out of the rookie ranks early.
I didn’t say “I love you” to Minnie, never.
She would sometimes ask me, “Do you love me?” My answer was “Yes”, very quickly and loudly, as if to let her know, or to remind me of something.
I gave up thinking about the question of whether or not to love, and I kept the answer and not the process because… the vacation was short and we were going back to school.
Min’s school is also in Beijing, and it’s about a twenty-minute bike ride from my school.
That day, we traveled more than ten hours to Beijing in the night, maybe the weather was not very good, when we stepped on the bus, there were only three or two passengers and two conductors. The bus was dark because there were no lights on, and only the dim light from the street gave us some power.
I chose a seat in the back and set my suitcase down. Min leaned on my shoulder and drifted off to sleep, for the ten-hour train ride was grueling.
Her hand, by coincidence, was on my dick. At first I didn’t feel anything, but my urges came so suddenly and quickly, my body was expanding rapidly, and I was so embarrassed that I tried to tell her to put it back, but when did she ever listen to me?
Min also felt something, she moved her hand away, her face a little red, and whispered to me, “Big pervert.”
Warm breath gently swept my ear, God, this is the critical moment, is not adding fuel to the fire? I quickly surveyed my surroundings, the darkness of the compartment, the back half of the only two of us: “You help it!”
Her face turned even redder; “This is in the car, you…”
“Come on, please, honey.” For the first time in a long time, I called her “wife”, and perhaps it was this “wife” that made her change her mind, and she nodded her head so softly it was almost unnoticeable.
I loosened the strap and put her hand inside. Ahh! It was a little cool, just enough to cool down the hot dick.
She gently placed her hand around my cock, moving it gently, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily because of her position and clothes, and it was killing me! I couldn’t help but let out an “ah”, as loud as thunder in the silence of the car.
The conductor turned on the lights and everyone looked back at us. Min’s face was as red as fire and her head was buried deep in the ground. I was busy explaining, “It’s okay, it’s okay, I kicked my foot on the iron pipe, it’s okay.”
The ticket agent said “Sick!” Turns off the light.
Everything was back, but my brother was not. Min was about to retract her hand, but I stopped her, “No, it’s almost over, please.”
Min’s hand continued to soothe me, and I don’t know what she was thinking, or if she wanted to finish early!
She lassoed my cock, tightening and loosening it, adding some swirls from time to time, and she gently teased the glans with her fingertips, stopping occasionally at the groove behind it. She would also shift her goalposts, gently rubbing and pinching my testicles, perhaps in retaliation, she pinched them slightly harder, and I winced in pain, but didn’t dare to cry out.
“Are you going to murder?”
That dexterous hand that takes me on a run to the climax.
The bus arrived at the station and she quickly led me to the school building and after pointing out the men’s restroom, she went into the water closet. I took off the sticky wet panties, cleaned myself up, wrapped it in newspaper and threw it in the trash.
Min waited for me: “From now on, I’ll call you a big pervert.”
As I returned to school alone, I also asked myself, why do I have so much desire?
When is the Moon (5) How to say love?
Spring came late to Beijing, but it’s here nonetheless.
I started a new semester of college. After six months, I basically got to know the people in my class, especially knowing which girl was in my class.
I was busy with my daily life, reading, experiments, reports… Perhaps I was too busy, or perhaps the heavens helped me to escape, and I didn’t see Hsiao Hsiao again. While I was secretly happy about this, I always felt a faint sense of regret, what was it?
Min is a good girlfriend, virtuous. I never did my own laundry again, and every weekend, she would always come over, wash it for me, and then either accompany me to play cards with the others in my dorm room, or go read a book together. We’d go out too, and I didn’t mind going out as long as the weather was nice and I had little homework. My friends say that God was blind to let such a dick like me find such a nice girl, and I feel pretty proud of myself.
I can’t tell you how I feel about her, I like her and am somewhat dependent on her, but I’ve never dared to explore whether or not I really love her, because that’s a dangerous question.
Everything was still going well, and I thought it would go on well, but God didn’t think so.
Beijing in May is beautiful, the flowers are blooming, the wind is less windy, and the weather is warm and not as hot as summer. The good weather, coupled with the fact that I had little homework for the time being, made my heart swell. On a Wednesday afternoon, I dragged Min out and took her to Yuanmingyuan.
Yuanmingyuan is a good place, especially boat. He has a large sea, fewer people than the Beihai, Summer Palace, or Bayi Lake, and he has small river forks and a sea away from the crowds.
Because it is not a weekend, there are fewer people, the two of us in the boat, swinging on the sea, the wind is also light, people are also light.
When I got to the north end of the blessed sea, there were few people there who could get over, for there were some obstacles, but I got over easily, and I liked it, for the sea was wide.
It was quite beautiful as Min and I made small talk about east and west.
“Ugh, it’s all your fault for coming out so tight and not taking a camera or some fruit or something.” She grumbled a bit, perhaps just casually.
I looked at her with her hair ruffled by the breeze and got the urge; after all, we’d hardly made love since the beginning of the school year because of the lack of conditions. Now the lust of youth was blazing.
“I have fruit, do you want it?”
“Where did you get the fruit?” Min was a little confused.
“Look, here’s a banana, a big one.” I pointed there.
Min’s face had a reddish color, she seemed to blush rather easily, but she didn’t know that the slightly reddish cheeks, and her shy demeanor, were simply tempting people to commit crimes, and with my poor resistance, I’m prone to committing crimes as well.
“Come on? There’s no one here and we haven’t done it in a while.”
“How dirty!” She whispered.
“Which it won’t, I just showered when I came out.”
“Why don’t I jump in and wash it again?”
Min smiled, it was a slight smile, it was a hook and line!
I do not know what the reason is, perhaps stimulated by the environment, after all, in the daytime, the park, full of surprises. She agreed, and I carefully moved the boat to a more secluded spot, unzipped it, and let that aggrieved dick see the light of day again. She carefully moved over and gently encircled the big burning firebird with her hand, slowly latching on. It had been a long time since I had experienced it, and it was so good!
Her hands were either light or heavy, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, making me feel like I was on a ladder. I stopped her: “You taste it.”
Then I half-rape her head down to my cock.
She resisted a little, but didn’t dare make a big move because the boat was rocking. She had no choice but to kiss my glans, and just that gentle kiss was enough to make me float up to the green clouds. Her movements are more raw, carefully moving with her mouth set, occasionally her teeth will scrape me, there is a little pain, but also some stimulation.
She gradually learned how to avoid biting me, and her tongue began to lick my cock, occasionally lingering on the horse’s eye, a sensation that is indescribable. Her hand continued to swirl around my cock, sometimes rubbing both testicles as well.
My heart is soaring, soaring to the sky. I let it out in her mouth when she couldn’t avoid it in time, and she was busy spitting it out, saying with some displeasure, “Yuck.”
I apologized a little, and to show my sincerity, I unbuttoned her bodice, and before she had time to object, I had kissed her dainty little cherries, and kneaded her growing breasts, soft and smooth, like jade and fat. With my other hand, I explored downward to a garden, with grass, hills, and a river. My fingers probed gently, already a little wet.
I left those two oddly shaped breasts and licked my way to her little bean that was starting to grow. Her pussy lips were still so delicate, the color still a pinkish hue, and I kept licking the little buds as my fingers pumped gently in and out of her flesh.
She was getting more and more watery, and she also began to moan, her voice rising in pitch, but not loudly.
The more I licked, the faster I licked, the more my fingers changed from one to two, and the faster I pumped, and the more rapidly she breathed, and I could clearly feel her body tensing up, her body raising from time to time. Finally, she arched backward, and after a long breath, her body went limp and her voice died.
On the way back, she was full of smiles and I could sense that she was content. I was content too.
The road is wide and narrow. I met her just as I entered the campus, and my body involuntarily shrank, and my arm around Min’s waist increased in strength. Min looked at me and saw her too. I wanted to let go, but I didn’t.
She smiled at me, softly, and instead of panic, a slight mockery and perhaps loss emanated from her eyes. Neither of us said anything, brushing past.
After dinner, I dropped Min off at school, and as we parted ways she pulled me in, “Do you love me?” There was some doubt in her voice.
I didn’t answer as quickly as I used to, because the eyes of my heart had gotten free and started to consume me.
“Do you love me? Can you say ‘I love you’ to me?”
Love, just one word, but so heavy to say.
“I think you need time to think about it, and so do I.” Min turned and walked away, but the pain in her eyes stayed.
I am so helpless in a sea of thousands.
I didn’t go back and wandered alone.
She doesn’t love me, I love her? She loves me and I love her? I don’t love her?
Her? Or her?
How do you say love? And to whom?
When is the bright moon (6) Though love is a word, I will say it to you for the rest of my life.
For the first week, Min didn’t contact me. I was so nervous about studying that I didn’t think much of it. My friend felt strange, I said it was nothing.
The second week, Min didn’t come and did his own laundry, missing the days when he had Min. Friends asked if they broke up. Beaten by me.
Third week, Min still hasn’t come, doing her own laundry, poor appetite. Started to think about whether to go to Min or not. Friends don’t ask questions about Min, and I get hit again.
Fourth week, call for Min, no one is there. Call again, no answer. When doing experiments, I broke a few containers, paid 127 yuan, and was lectured by the teacher. Some insomnia, at night in the dormitory singing a few songs, by a group of friends beat up.
I’m alone, I don’t know what to do, Min ignored me, what can I do? I also did not see Xiao Xiao again, my heart is as messy as a numbness. My friends asked me to go to her, and I felt a bit humiliated because I thought Min would not choose to leave me. Am I estimating myself too high?
On Friday night, a friend was kind enough to give me a ticket to a dance at Sunny Sun for a break.
It was crowded and noisy inside Sunny Sun, but the atmosphere was great. I twisted my body frantically and kept jumping, trying to squeeze the last ounce of strength out of myself so I could stop thinking, and thinking was a form of torture, especially thinking about love and not love.
People aren’t perpetual motion machines, and after twenty minutes or so of madness, I left the dance floor and made my way to the bar, where I asked for a beer, which was cool and gradually calmed the fire inside me. Glass after glass, I felt good. Vaguely, I felt someone pointing me out, a couple of little girls, not supposed to be girl kids.
That’s not good in Beijing, where many little girls will show up at dance clubs and bars, and even though they desperately want to look grown-up with powder and lipstick, kids are kids, and you can tell at a glance. After all, I haven’t been away from my kids for a few years.
“See, just that drunk over there, must have gotten dumped.”
“How can you have a girlfriend? I’m afraid he hasn’t even grown his hair yet!”
“Hahaha…”
Even though they were some distance away from me and the ballroom was noisy, they didn’t know the scruples and still had a good time chatting.
I swung over, “Who are you talking about, who has no hair?”
One of the taller ones gave me a slanted look: “So what if I said you?” They don’t seem to have learned to speak.
I’ve been drinking, and I’ve been separated from Min for a month now, and I’m furious. I tackled her, dragging her toward the bathroom: “Damn, today I’ll show you who has not grown hair.”
Kids, after all, are kids, and both were too stunned by me to speak.
I tugged the girl into the bathroom, closed the door, pressed her against the wall and kissed her. She started to avoid shrinking, her body shaking a little.
All men have beasts, the difference is whether they are aroused or not. I am the beast now, the beast!
I kissed her, and despite the masquerade she wore, the sultry scent of a young girl could not be hidden. I forced my tongue into her mouth and sucked on it, it was so sweet. She couldn’t speak, but only made “mmmmm” noises, which made me even more distant from humanity, I was an animal!
I tugged at her lapels, the truth was that I didn’t have to rip them, she merely tied the top.
Teenage girl, still a teenage girl. Her breasts were just bulging, so small, and her nipples were fresh. I nibbled on that delicate nipple and felt aroused, really aroused.
A child is a child, after all, and she was too dumbfounded by the encounter to know to resist. I removed her tiny panties, a smattering of pubic hair, dotted with not quite bulging labia, both of which were tightly closed, unaware of the humiliation she was about to receive. A young girl’s skin is delicate, her labia even more so, and with a light scent, it felt so good.
The pinkness of a teenage girl is a seductive drug. I kissed and nibbled gently, feeling her nub swell, I touched it with my fingers and tried shallow penetration, it was so tight and warm. I teased her and love juices began to flow, that was not changed by the fact that it was forced.
I unbuckled my belt and was just about to shove my massive cock into her mouth when I saw tears, tears from panic. I wasn’t completely dehumanized, at least, not in a pinch.
I came to my senses, thrashing myself frantically, tears streaming out irresistibly. She looked at me in horror, a madman, utterly mad!
The bathroom door was opened and another girl and a couple of boys rushed in. Seeing a young girl who was disheveled but all over her body, and a crouching me who was crying loudly.
“Are you okay?”
“I didn’t do anything to you, did I?”
“Hit ya, mama, stinking hooligans.”
“Come on, he’s crazy.” The girl sounded panicked.
I was thrown out into the street, every bone breaking, and the angry teenagers had no shortage of strength, especially against me, who had given up resisting.
There was a thunderclap in the starry sky, as if it was going to blast me with five thunderbolts. I ran wildly through the night, ignoring the sidelong glances of the crowd. I sprinted past the janitor’s barricade and burst into Min’s dorm room, looking at the astonished Min, I couldn’t feel anyone else’s presence.
“I love you, I really do.”
“What did you say?”
“I said I! Love! You ！！！！” With all my strength, I declared it out loud to the world.
I hugged Min, tightly, and she hugged me tightly, afraid to part from each other again.
Tears flowed out of her eyes and out of mine, but our hearts were pressed together. I kissed her hard, and she kissed me hard, and bit me hard too, but I felt no pain, I only felt happiness, happiness I’ve never felt before.
Love, it’s just one word, and I’ll say it to you for the rest of my life. Those eyes with the slightest hint of panic, it’s time to disappear.
When is the bright moon (7) Fish that eats cats
When a person feels love and is also immersed in it, he is shameless and always shamelessly flaunts his happiness. I am shameless.
Min appeared in my life again, and everything was the same as before, only better. Because I decided to love Min with all my heart and stop fantasizing about the love that can’t be mine.
When you have eaten bitter melon, you will understand how sweet honey is. My honey, so sweet that it overflowed, caused a group of older youths in the dormitory to be seriously upset, drawing a beating that made it impossible to close my mouth, so I could only smile, laugh weakly or let out a loud laugh.
Min and I had wanted to go out and have a good time over the summer to make up for the fun we briefly lost. Things didn’t go as planned; I started military training for a short 50 days, and Min was already on vacation. When it was time for me to head back, my school asked me to join a college students’ examination group in the old areas, and I traveled to Yan’an with a group of students from different schools in Beijing.
Many of this regiment were elites from various schools, so to speak, and every one of them was angry and erect and somewhat overbearing.
I am mixed in the period, like a crow mixed into the larks. I do not want to discuss with them, discuss national affairs, world affairs, cosmic affairs, I only know that pork and onion dumplings are delicious, and bitter melon is bitter but removes fire. I am not a leader, not even a small student cadre, I am just a leaf chosen because of better studies, a small embellishment.
There is a big Bai Ling in the Bai Ling group, so big, she is the P University of the Department of Political Science, people are very beautiful, the body can be said to be very devil, it seems that she is still the object of the school’s training. Every time it is her, the side of the evidence, quoted, across the world, attracted countless talented people actually folded waist. I have a stupid brain, I can not understand the relationship between the low level of the Chinese soccer team and the fact that we are herbivores, and my waist is also folded to Min, can not be folded again. So, I acted a little cold.
Maybe my coldness let the proud big Bai Ling feel insulted, she began to me, I’m so afraid, I choose to flash. Not far from our site, there is a small mountain village, the village of hope in the elementary school there is a student of our class collective subsidy, I asked the leader teacher leave, choose an afternoon to see him.
The child lives a hard life, his family is poor, but he is very grim, when I handed him the gift bought for him by the class, he was so embarrassed that he only knew how to say thank you, I frankly accepted it instead of the whole class.
On the way back, I was still reeling from the excitement of earlier. The Great Hundred Spirit appeared, and she stopped me, on the empty path.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“No. Why would I avoid you? It’s not like we have a grudge.”
“And why are you ignoring me, am I annoying?”
Of course, you don’t hate it, but what’s it got to do with me? I think in my heart, but my mouth can not say this: “You are surrounded by so many people, where is my turn to show ah!” I acted very modestly, after all, she is a big Bai Ling, we small people why mess with her.
“Nah, how about a chance to behave now? Little brother.” She leaned in close, and a gust of body odor wafted over, her voice was whiny and full of temptation.
My heart fluttered and I nearly faltered. I retreated, she advanced, I retreated slowly, she advanced quickly. Quickly, she forced me into the roadside grove.
“Little brother, am I beautiful?” She gently ruffled her hair with flavor.
I have to admit, Min was beautiful, and she was beautiful, but Min was subtle and shy. She, now spirited, is so seductive.
It was never only cats that ate fish, now, the fish want to eat kittens.
I was leaning against a tree behind me, unable to retreat. She ran her hands over my face, so soft and smooth. She murmured, “Little brother, I’m so hot!”
I’m starting to feel hot, hotter and hotter. I wanted to run, and I wanted to stay, a weak-willed man, that’s me. I was surprised at the change in her, a heavenly change, and an attractive one at that.
She tilted her head and kissed me, a very deep kiss. I wanted to push her away, but I couldn’t. Her tongue, a seductive rope, her saliva a mesmerizing soup, and her moans, a lullaby as well as an aphrodisiac.
Cats eat fish too, especially one that hasn’t eaten fish in over two months. But I still don’t feel good, I have a feeling of being raped.
Her hand drew circles on my body, tickling, but very comfortable, I was a little melted. Her hand probed downward and took hold of my unruly dick: “It’s so big!”
“Little brother, have you ever had sex?” A woman who is shameless is even more lewd and shameless than a man.
She knelt down, unbuckled my belt, and kissed her way to my vibrant brother, and ate the last of my sanity. She kissed the glans gently, moving the glove around, loosening and tightening it with the right amount of variation. She ran her tongue all over my cock, and she took the balls into her mouth.
Min had sucked my cock before, but compared to this, it was like a world away. I moaned with pleasure as she serviced me rapidly and I was pushed to orgasm. I launched into her mouth and was surprised when she swallowed.
She took off her clothes and revealed to me a jade-like body with exquisite curves and shapes. Her two fleshy globes were bouncing mischievously, and her pink nipples were so tender that I wanted to kiss them… I nibbled and kissed them, and her body couldn’t help but sway with them… and she moaned in an erotic fashion.
Her pubic hair was thick and dark, her pussy lips plump, and the valley was already running in a great river. I let my dick loose and fought, and she cheered me on with gasps and moans. For a long time, finally, I peaked again.
Looking at the girl beside me, a girl I do not know, only know a few days, not more than ten words of the girl, but I did with her should be the closest people to do things. Flesh short pleasure, in exchange for eternal spiritual pain, I feel ashamed for my own behavior of betrayal of Min, extreme shame, I seem to see Min’s disappointed eyes, and her heart began to break. I silently dressed.
“I’m not going to hold you responsible, and I’m not responsible for you. If you wish, and I have time, we can all play again. Don’t think too much about it! Little brother.”
I was shocked by her words, this was the heavenly daughter of our time, this was a student leader? I wasn’t too conservative, but I couldn’t accept this openness yet, even though I did.
The next day, I fled from the Examiner’s Mission, under the pretext of a family emergency, and fled in immense shame.
When I got home, Min smiled and asked me if I had any sexual encounters, and I said, “No, not at all.” The voice is very big, but also very weak, I beat my chest thumping, trying to find support for themselves. Min smiled and rewarded me with a kiss, a sweet kiss.
At night, I rubbed my still aching chest and admonished myself: the cat can’t steal other fish because he already has a mermaid.
A fish that dares to eat a cat is a demon, a deadly demon. By the time I realized this, it was already too late… PS. “I” made a mistake here, thinking of the turtle’s head but not the heart. But this is the hero’s experience, so I have to reproduce it truthfully. I hope you won’t scold me too harshly. ^_^
bitter gourd
２１１０２０００
When is the Moon (8) Vinegar is Sweet
Vacation time was running out, and Min and I were always together, either hanging out or simply the two of us cooped up in our room, eye to eye. I liked the feeling of being looked at by Min, because there was love and, crucially, adoration coming out of her eyes. Min had some admiration for me, she liked to listen to me and I liked to tell her.
Because we were always together, we neglected our other friends, especially the boys in our class. When they couldn’t find me for a drink, or when I used to bring Min there, my honorable title was as long as the Great Wall, but it was nothing more than “sex maniac”, “sex maniac”, “shameless and nasty”. “shameless and nasty. And I accept it, because I can’t help it if I want to. I’m alone.
I went to Min’s house from time to time in lieu of her coming to my house. I wanted to show initiative, perhaps subconsciously feeling that I had cheated and was guilty. Min’s parents were both highly intellectual, and their home was a more elegant environment, with many books, and a different collection than my home. I like to dabble in different fields, so I liked it there.
Min and I each read our favorite books, and like a wise wife, she prepared my tea, set up my seat, and was at my beck and call, which I enjoyed.
That day, as usual, I was at Min’s house, but instead of reading a book, I just flipped through Min’s portrait book. Min was chubby and unattractive as a child. I sarcastically told her that she was lucky to have had plastic surgery, or else she would have scared a few people to death.
There is something I want to warn you guys in love: you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want, especially about your girlfriend’s appearance. I still have a bruise on my left arm because of what I said, but it was only because I had the courage to admit my mistake and promise not to do it again that I was able to save my life.
What made me feel great about myself was when I found my picture, a high school picture, in Min’s photo album. Min having a picture of me was nothing, the problem was, she had taken this picture without my knowledge. The photo put me in an unbelievably good mood, and Min was forced to admit that she’d been dead in love with me for a long time.
The pictures in the photo album weren’t all good, and maybe even irritating, as Min’s was. I found someone in the last few pages, a boy I didn’t recognize, or someone who dared to put his hand on Min’s shoulder.
The fire in my heart gradually burned, and my face turned bad. Min turned around with the tea and saw my cold eyes, shivering, with a ghost in her heart, I decided.
“Who is he?”
“Him? A college friend.”
“Classmates, classmates are allowed to have their hands all over the place?”
“Don’t you worry about it, everyone is just taking pictures.” Min’s words were a bit whiny, and she started to tempt me with her beauty, which wouldn’t work, I was adamant.
“When was that?”
“Uh, early June.” Min’s voice was a little slurred.
“How many months?”
“June.”
Our cold war years.
Can I believe it’s just a picture? Look at that kid. He’s got a shiny face and a glint in his eye. And look at Min, he’s smiling happily.
I got up to go.
“Hubby, don’t be mad, I won’t take pictures with other guys anymore, okay?”
Hm! Hubby, I have to think about it if I want to give my life to you. I left, leaving Min behind.
When I got back, I thought about it more and more. How can a cat and a fish have nothing to do with each other? Even the fish dared to eat my kitten. Would the cat let the mermaid go?
The door rang, did not open, outside the door came cursing: “Dead Ah Guang, went to pick up horses again.”
I opened the door in a hurry, and it was the gang of diehards.
I had just closed the door when it slammed again, opened it, and it was Min.
We both looked at each other, her eyes have resentment, my eyes have gas. Friends see the situation is not good, afraid of the great fish, ran away.
“What are you doing here?”
“I came to tell you that I love only you.”
“Who believes?”
“I believe.”
Min wrapped her arms around me and I tried to push, but couldn’t.
A youthful body was in my arms, the soft peaks of her breasts pressed against me. Maybe I’m horny, I’m starting to change, and Min feels it too, she lets go of me, her face slightly red, her eyes winking like silk. My eyes, embarrassed as silk.
Min bit her lower lip and gently undid her clothes. This was the first time Min had taken the initiative.
She showed me a flesh that exuded youthfulness. Two breast peaks were erect, two delicate red nipples quivered slightly, and the slender willow waist twisted while her hands covered the mysterious garden.
“Hubby~~” when did Min talk so whiny and seductive? I couldn’t hold it in and surrendered.
I held Min in my arms, kissing her lips, sucking her tongue, and ravaging her breasts with my hands while Min undressed me. We flew through the foyer into the bedroom and I laid Min on the bed and kissed her all over, starting with her lips.
Min’s skin was tender and taut. Min began to moan a little as I kissed my way to the forest, I gently tore into Min’s plump pussy lips and flicked my tongue over Min’s already erect little peepers. I pushed my fingers into the delicate secret pussy, which was still so tight and soft. I felt a small protrusion inside, perhaps this is the so-called G-spot! Of course I didn’t know about it until later. When I touched there, Min’s voice went high, her body arched, and her words rambled.
I felt like I was getting a hold of something, I was either hurrying or slowing down, my fingers servicing her, my other hand kneading her soft breasts; my mouth and tongue, still patrolling her body. Min’s voice began to rush, and I felt a contraction inside her, and some liquid was ejected, what was this? Can girls cum too?
Min was already voiceless, and I was still in the middle of my erection. Some time later, Min came back slowly, she felt my helplessness, she carefully stepped up and slowly settled down. I looked at the peaks of Min’s breasts as they fluttered up and down, feeling dazzled but incredibly aroused.
Min had never wanted to initiate like she did today, but she did, and I enjoyed it. I supported and kneaded her with both hands, and Min was singing like a lark. We reached the peak of our pleasure in song.
I looked at Min, calming back from my excitement as Min gazed at me fondly, binding me so tightly with a strong love that there was no escape.
“No more pictures with other boys.”
“Uh-huh.”
“To take a picture, you have to get approval from the organization as well.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And…” and the other two lips on my lips.
Nice sweet vinegar.
When is the bright moon (9) A mirror is not a stage
Shortly after school started, the department approached me and wanted me to be the vice president of the departmental student council. I was a little reluctant because I wasn’t a brilliant person and had never been a student leader, but I wasn’t very good at saying no, especially to a teacher.
With Min’s encouragement, I agreed, and she saw it as a good opportunity for me to hone my skills. After that, I had more contact with the teachers in the department, especially Ms. Liu, who was a few years older than me and stayed in school for only two years after graduation. Ms. Liu was also quite pretty, but not as pretty as Min, who was the only Xi Shi in my eyes.
I’ve been talking more and reaching out to more people because of my job, and I’m starting to get some notoriety in the school, and I’m drifting a bit, and I’ve been called out on that point by Ting. If there is anyone else who can mouth off to me, then Ting is the first person in line.
Ting was two years younger than me, the little sister in my class, and she was very lively and cute. Because I learn the dialect from her, with her interaction more than others, but everyone knows I already have a husband, usually behave very honestly, so my relationship with Ting has been very normal. Interaction for a long time, Ting also really see me as a brother, hard work, will be the first to think of me, I have a good thing, but also the first to be the first to think of her. Although I have no status in front of Ting, I am still willing to socialize with her.
With her, I feel good. With Min, I feel sweet, with Ting, I feel relaxed, with the ease of returning to childhood. Ting and Min are also very good, my friends, only Ting called Min sister-in-law, called Min like a drink of ecstasy, resolute in Ting’s front, I was doubly bullied.
In Beijing in the fall, the wind starts to howl. Autumn tends to be eventful, especially for me.
One morning, Mr. Liu took me to the Chaoyang District to get some information. We started early that day. Early in the morning, Beijing was a bit noisy, with people either riding bicycles or taking buses, running for their lives. Mr. Liu and I rode the bus through the Chaoyang District. Because of the early departure, I was a little drowsy, and between half asleep and half awake, the sky suddenly collapsed.
The sky was falling, yes, falling. A fierce sound woke me up, the car was like an explosion, people were crying and bleeding. I saw through the broken window a man with a long gun, shooting at us, I was stunned, this is Beijing, this is the busy district of Beijing, down to Tiananmen, the heart of Beijing. Someone would commit murder here!
I don’t know how much time had passed, the man had disappeared, we were taken away by the police, the paramedics, after checking and recording, Ms. Liu and I decided to go back to school. At first it was nothing, but when it was time to cross to the car, Ms. Liu’s face turned pale, she said nothing to get on the car, I had to walk her back. It was a walk, from the Chaoyang District to the school, to shuttle through the city of Beijing, but we had to walk, even though I was tired, but I was also a little afraid of riding in the car.
After hours of trekking, we were almost at the school and it was getting dark. Ms. Liu was a little disoriented and her eyes were a little dull, so I decided to send her home.
Ms. Liu lives near the school and she is newly married. I helped her sit down, but there was no sign of her husband.
“Teacher Liu, you rest, I’m going back.”
“Don’t go!” Teacher Liu shouted, the terror in that voice was so strong that it scared the hell out of me.
“Don’t go, I don’t leave me alone.”
“Don’t worry, teacher, this is your home and it’s safe. And your husband is coming back soon.”
“Don’t go, don’t go, he’s away on business, don’t leave me alone.”
The fear in Ms. Liu’s eyes and the helplessness in her words made it a little difficult for me. Although we are teachers and students, but after all, she is too young and alone. China, people’s words are fearful. But Ms. Xiao Liu’s face that lost blood due to panic, that intertwined panic and help in the eyes, and let me let go of my heart, I am still a man.
I stayed. Teacher Xiao Liu snuggled tightly in my arms, I felt her shaking, and I suddenly felt compassion for her. I hugged her tightly. Her body was soft and supple. A burst of fragrance wafted toward me, and I was a little shaken.
= ‘Therefore, Subhuti, all Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should generate a tranquil mind as such. They should not have a mind directed toward color, they should not have a mind directed toward sound, fragrance, taste, touch, or dharma; they should have a mind directed toward nothing.’
Vajradhara sutra
= I am mindful of color, sound, fragrance, touch, all things. The mind that shouldn’t be, and can’t control it. Can’t control it either. A little embarrassed, I gently carried Little Miss Liu, who was sleeping in my arms, onto the bed, her body was really soft and light. I turned on the water to cool myself down. But then came her exclamation of surprise.
I rushed back. She flung herself into my arms and kept shaking, her full bosoms shaking against my chest, shaking me in every way.
I carefully brushed away her tears and kissed her softly on the lips. She kisses me back and I feel on fire. I carefully undress her and a luscious body is revealed to me. I kissed her biceps, my tongue swirling around the tiny cherries that I felt fermenting.
My hand extended downward to the grassy peach. I sought out that little nub and teased it, and she began to moan. I buried my head between the peaks of those breasts, feeling that warmth and pressure. I kissed and nibbled, my fingers gently traveling inside that peach hole. Her moans accelerated, and the mountain stream ran more and more slippery.
I turned my position downward, licking the little buds of flesh with my tongue, nipping and tearing at the plump pussy lips with my teeth. Her song grew more and more melodious. I charged with my gun and went deeper into that warm flesh, it was surprisingly tight, I went numb and nearly lost the battle. Taking a short breath, I calmed myself and thrust again…
I replied in excitement. Looking at Mr. Liu, who was sleeping with a smile on his face, my heart began to ache. I quietly left there and returned to school. The night was sleepless.
The body grows Bodhi and lets go of its own dust.
When is the Moon (10) Girls Step Forward
After that day, the school gave me an allowance of 500 yuan, which was considered to be a shock for me. Perhaps because I felt indebted to Min, I bought some clothes for her, including underwear, and she praised me for my behavior, but I couldn’t say anything.
Ms. Xiao Liu took a big vacation to calm down. I don’t dare to see her, and she doesn’t see me. It’s better this way, so that we won’t be embarrassed.
Because of a lot of school and club stuff, my contact with Min and I has been somewhat less or more muted.
We had gotten to know each other well and had incorporated each other into ourselves. I had told Min that after graduation, I would marry her. Maybe life is so simple, she loves me, I love her, her love more a dependence, while mine is mixed with some blame.
Ting came to see me because she had a crush on someone she thought was providential. She met him at a dance years ago, and she didn’t feel anything at the time. But when he came to Beijing from Sichuan after graduation, Ting was a bit moved, and she thought it was love at first sight. She asked me for advice, I do not agree, after all, they have only met once or twice, but I was Xiao Xiao was also love at first sight, I had to advise Ting to consider some more.
I got to know something about the guy, both good and bad, a rather complicated person to say the least. Ting was simple, or at least a child in front of me, and I was afraid that Ting would get hurt, but Ting wouldn’t listen, and when she told me that they were starting to date, I got angry, pushed Ting off my bike, and took off.
It was getting late, so I went to the University of F to find a friend for a break. the University of F is near my school, is a famous foreign language school in Beijing, the atmosphere is very open, I have never seen to.
When I pushed my way into my friend’s dorm room, I found someone sleeping on the bed near the door.
“Why is he sleeping so early?” I asked my brother in a whisper.
“Never mind, she’s been like this lately. Come and rub the mahjong to be important.”
We set up the table and started rubbing. As the saying goes, “Lost in love, gained in the casino”, I was just a little dissatisfied with Ting, but today’s luck at the poker table was so good that I had a series of draws, even though it was only one or two dollars per game.
When we were playing hard, someone came back, I was shocked, I thought it was the school authorities came to arrest the gambling, my poker friends laughed at me because I was an official, I was afraid of losing my hat.
Because of my seat, my line of sight was directly in front of the man. I looked up, only to realize that the sleeping him, was a she!
And the guy who came in kissed her and the girl slept in the boy’s dorm room, what is this?
I didn’t say much despite my doubts and continued playing cards while the others looked even more unfazed.
The intimacy of the lovers, I think it was lovers, intensified, moving from the common level to the restricted level.
When I looked up, the girl had released her white, clear breasts and her partner had started licking her all over. I froze, this was a public place after all!
“Forty thousand, Kwang, do you want forty thousand?”
“No, don’t.” I could no longer see the pair of forty thousand in my hand.
“Six.”
“Six I’ll eat.”
It’s eating, only it’s, well, girls eating big bananas.
She ate deeply, taking the boys’ cocks deeply, and picking at those two little pills from time to time. My face got a little hot watching.
“What, never seen it?” The card player laughed at me.
I can’t respond because it’s not good to say anything.
The cards clanked and screamed and ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
“Harder, mmmmm… ah…”
“Two cakes I touch!”
The girl’s bosoms fluttered in front of my eyes, and the second cake changed, and I was afraid to look, and a little eager, and my body began to tighten.
“I… I’m coming… ah…”
Ah, ah your head! I let go of a cannon in one hand. I couldn’t play any more cards. My friend came out with me.
“What, can’t take it anymore? I’ll find you one for cheap.”
“Don’t you have anyone?”
“Tube, tube my ass! The first few days, the school was secretly filming where we were all getting it on, and shit, there were beds everywhere in the whole school.”
I fled back to school, and only after a few glasses of cold water did the fire subside.
Shit! What kind of bird college student is this? He’s bitchier than a chicken.
= Ask what is love in this world, and make people bet on life and death; the bright moon illuminates the world for ages, and sighs where does love return to in this life.
= When is the bright moon (11) Difficulty between left and right
Time flows like water. The weather is starting to get cold. Winter, is winter a winter of feelings?
Min and I don’t use winter, we’re spring. Ting, on the other hand, is winter. Nine winters.
One day at the end of November, Ting came to me and insisted on inviting me to dinner. I wondered why I should be invited when it was not a day of any kind. Ting only asked me whether I would go or not.
“Go, why not, there’s wine and meat, why not?”
Ting was clearly out of sorts, she asked for a lot of wine and drank so hard that I looked a little scared.
“Sister, let’s drink slowly, huh?”
“Leave me alone.”
I grabbed the wine and downed it, as I had been drinking a lot since I got to the student council.
The wine fell from Ting’s mouth, but it turned into tears. Wine, bitter wine, plucks at my heart like a knife.
Ting’s tears wouldn’t stop and my heart ached.
“Brother, we broke up.”
“Why, don’t you guys get along fine?”
“He, he knows drug dealers.”
“What?” I was so shocked that I spilled my wine.
“He was in contact with a drug dealer and I was so scared that I broke up with him.”
I wanted to scold her for not agreeing to them dating in the first place, Ting didn’t listen, and now, making such a big deal out of it. I can’t scold her, after all, I still love her.
“Don’t be afraid, no one can touch you with your brother.”
I found the guy and talked him out of his relationship with Ting. He was thrilled because he had given so much to Ting, or at least he thought so.
“So what, Ting also paid a lot, you guys give up on each other since you don’t get along.”
“No, I’m not giving up.”
“You have to let go even if you don’t.” I don’t know where the ruthlessness came from.
“You threaten me?” He asked me dismissively.
“So what if it’s a threat? No one can touch her until I’m dead.”
“Damn, I’ll see how hard you are.”
A huge fist came at me…
For a long time, we both sat still on the floor as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“Boy, you’re hateful enough, but I really love Ting.” He cried.
“Your background, can you change it? Do you want Ting to worry about you getting caught or killed?”
“┅┅”
“If you love her, leave her in peace.”
“I’m not happy about it.”
“Forget it, man, don’t look for Ting.”
I dragged myself back to school with a full body and didn’t dare to go to my dormitory, coming to the activity room of the student council. The place was empty. I had just put myself into a chair when someone came, it was Ting.
“It’s okay, sis, he went back to Sichuan.” I smiled, but my mouth tore with pain.
Ting threw herself into my arms and let out a sob.
Ting closed the door and said to me “I’m yours.”
In my amazement, Ting took off her clothes and a white, clear flesh was displayed in front of me. Not very large peaks because the weather is a little cool and firm. Willow-like slender waist without a portion of flab, skin like satin lubrication, below, I do not dare to look down, close my eyes.
“Don’t you fool around, put it on.”
“I know, you’re the best person for me, I’m not stupid.”
A soft body was thrown into my arms and I tried to push away, but pushed where I shouldn’t have. Two smooth, bouncy breasts fell into my grasp. I was busy shrinking my hands.
“Ting, sister, don’t, I’ve already…”
With cool, trembling lips, Ting sealed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth like a snake, entangling and wracking away my fixation.
Two naked bodies entwined, I kissed the peaks of her breasts, sucking on the young nipples, my fingers roaming the slippery body. Ting moaned softly.
I came to that canyon and there was no forest! Two pink pussy lips, uncovered in the air.
I was a little excited to see a bare pussy for the first time. I opened the lips of my pussy, found the hidden little bean, picked it up with my fingers and rubbed it, the little bean swelled rapidly, and Ting’s moans got louder.
I licked with my tongue, and from time to time, I even probed into the valley. I probed and Ting grunted loudly, I probed and she grunted, working in unison. Ting was already well lubricated, I entered her carefully, it was tight and obstructed, she was still a virgin! I couldn’t back out anymore, I had to ram it in. Tina cried out “Ouch” and was silent. I kissed her on the lips and stopped moving for a while. Ting came back to her senses, and I began to pump again… She was very shy about cooperating with me… Ting was lying on my chest… I had nothing to say to her.
“I won’t argue with her, after all, you were together first.”
“┅┅”
“Only if you can give me a tenth of it.”
Is there life if the heart is divided? I don’t know.
My heart, a victim to thine eyes.
Should I at once deliver.
-Oliver Goldsmith (1728-1774)
When is the bright moon (12) Love between love and love
I felt a splitting headache, and my body was as hot as fire as I forced my eyes open to see white walls, and hanging bottles of IV fluids.
For the past week or so, I hadn’t said a word or paid attention to anyone, whether it was Min or Ting, except to buy food, booze, and cigarettes. Every day I got drunk. Because I didn’t know what else I could do besides getting drunk. My last memories are of drinking my eighth beer, of leaning over to pick up a peanut that had fallen on the floor as if a chair had collapsed, and then… I realized that I was here.
I turned my head and saw Ms. Liu, her eyes showing concern, and I opened my mouth to say something, but couldn’t make a sound.
“Ah, you’re awake, that’s good, I’ll go get the doctor.” She went out to go.
When the door opened again, my class, including Ting, entered.
“Light, are you okay?”
“Old Five, you’re scaring all of humanity.”
“Chen Guang, how do you feel?”
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Chattering, but Ting didn’t speak.
Mr. Liu accompanied the doctor back, the doctor simply look, check, said to Mr. Liu: “Mr. Liu, your student is nothing, and then two days of IV, should be good.”
“What do you do, all of you, get out, get out.”
“Doctor, we’re his classmates, he’s been in a coma for three days, we came to check on him.”
“Keep a few, the rest get out.”
Teacher Xiao Liu asked Ting and the other two to stay behind, while the others put down the fruits in their hands, said take care and left.
“Chen Guang student, on behalf of the teachers in the department to see you, you have to get well and put down your work first, about the exam, if you don’t feel good by then, you can take the exam again at the beginning of the school year. This is some tonic bought by the department, take care of yourself, I’m leaving first.”
The other two friends also said something like get well at ease and then left, leaving Ting behind.
Ting sat on the edge of my bed, tears falling like broken pearls, “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault for making things difficult for you. I won’t ask you for anything more, just pretend that nothing has happened, I…”
I raised my hand to interrupt her and reluctantly said, “Why bother, I’ll give you an explanation, I’ll take full responsibility, after all, you gave me your most precious.”
Ting’s tears became even more unstoppable, and it hurt me to cry, so I held her hand and watched her, gradually falling asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already late, and Ting by my bedside was replaced with Min. She looked at me in a daze, the anxiety and pain in her eyes showing through.
“You scared me, why are you torturing yourself, did I do something to upset you? Or if you’re unhappy about something, you can look for me.” Min held my hand and sent a warm current to me, I felt incredibly happy.
I wanted to say something, but suddenly I thought of Ting. I couldn’t speak, I didn’t know what to say, and my heart ached as if it were gouged out by a knife. I gripped Min’s hand as hard as I could, using all my strength, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes… A few days later I was discharged from the hospital. Ting and Min were extremely concerned about me. Min came every day, regardless of the wind or snow. Ting, on the other hand, was careful about what she did for me. She began to avoid Min, so to speak, and they didn’t see each other again.
To Min, I had a guilty conscience, but I didn’t dare to show it. To Ting, I don’t know what I feel, but I don’t want to reject her kindness either. Maybe this is a blessing for all, maybe this is just the beginning of God’s punishment for me.
= Although love is a responsibility to give to be given in full, sometimes love is beautiful in that it cannot last forever, and how much it pins can hurt.
The Scars by Jonathan Lee
= When is the bright moon (13) Love Farewell
Love is starting to become a burden for me, weighing heavily on my heart. I didn’t know how to face either Min or Ting. The conservatism in my bones prevented me from giving up either one.
I am ashamed of Min, because she knows nothing about it, but also love me, we still love each other, only, this love, came suddenly, growing up, and more encountered storms, and now, Ting’s appearance, so that I can give love, can not be complete.
I coveted Ting, her youthful flesh, and her vivacious initiative.
My foot in the door didn’t go unnoticed, both because Ting and I were originally brother and sister and behaved closely, and because it was short-lived and we were soon on vacation.
Ting came home a day before me, I sent her away, it was Min desperately asked me to send, and she did not arrive due to business. I don’t know how to face Min this kind of unsuspecting, it is her this kind of unsuspecting, let me in the waywardness gradually far away.
In the winter night in Beijing, Ting snuggled in my arms, her attachment to me more and more, the feeling that I will forget the existence of Min. Looking at the arms of the delicate beauty of the person, I do not know what to say, only stare. The train came, Ting tiptoe, with the warm lips, hooked away from my heart, but also hooked out endless regret.
Soon after arriving home, Min’s father in the U.S. wanted to pick up her mother and daughter reunion, Min did not want to leave me, on the pretext of finishing college and then go, stayed. Just, we both parents met, Min is considered my daughter-in-law, at least both parents and Min think so.
Min and I’s honeymoon was kind of an early draw, except for not spending the night, we always stick together. That day, Min came to me as usual, I was still in a dream, Min’s arrival, so that I can comfort the rising sun.
I swept Min into my arms as I moved my hands to her waist, grabbing a portion of her blouse and slipping my hands inside again. She shivered slightly as I slid them across her belly, touching her smooth skin. I reach into her bra, my index and middle fingers clamping down on the slightly hard tips of her nipples as I hold her softly, my body close to hers. Breathing in the scent of her hair, I moved my left hand down to her thigh, exploring the valley that I had long known but was still fascinated by.
I reached into her last line of defense, I spread her hairy bottom, caressing her hill like an itch, I tried to get a hold of the erect peaks with one hand, while the other wandered around her bottom, climbing forests, exploring canyons, crossing creeks. As if she was enjoying my caresses, my hand felt a little wet and slippery, it was her love juice, gradually like a tide.
I molted away from each other and nuzzled into the small, brightly colored grape, sometimes taking it in, sometimes biting it, and sometimes circling my tongue around it. Min gradually let out a disoriented moan, mesmerizing me even more.
I push my gun into the canyon where the flash flood erupted, and it’s so tight and hot and soft that I can’t help but shiver and nearly lose the battle. A pause, a breath, and off again.
Treasure turtle feet two inches, from the house of deep water, floating in the five lakes, turning three rivers.
I galloped on top of Min with the vigor of a proud general. Min carefully cooperated with me so that my crazy general would not fall off the horse.
The tide rose and fell, and we finally leveled off as I buried my head between Min’s bosoms, drooling greedily.
The bell rang suddenly, and Min answered the phone, but there was no one there.
It rang again, still answered by Min, still no one.
Ringing three times, I answered the phone, still no one there, I knew it was Ting, but I hung up. On the pretext of wanting breakfast, I asked Min to go and get some for me.
After Min left, I dialed Ting’s number.
“I know it was you just now, why don’t you say something?”
“Why is she in your house?”
“Nothing, it’s not like you don’t know about our relationship, and you said you didn’t mind.”
“I mind ！！！！”
Ting hung up, sending a chill down my spine.
The vacation passed in this way, Min and I were quite ordinary, and Ting, after much coaxing, ceased to make a fuss, and I was proud of my means.
Shortly after the school year began, my third aunt’s family emigrated to England, leaving me a three-room flat on the street in Zhichunli, saying it was a wedding gift for Min and I. I was very excited because Min/Ting and I had a place to have sex.
Min and I have keys, but Ting doesn’t.
Ting and Min got along well on the surface; Min was completely unaware of the situation and Ting was deliberate. Ting’s demands have also increased, and gradually some of them have become too much for me to bear. But I don’t know how to deal with it.
Thankfully, I began to have contact with Xiao Xiao, we were in the same class of speaking school for speaking lessons, and I had already thrown away my extravagant hopes for her because I had Min, and a Ting. I wasn’t capable of dealing with more angles of romance. Xiao Xiao was a very quiet girl with some coldness, she was always avoiding something or running away from something. I was probably one of the few classmates of the opposite sex that she could talk to.
=There is no greater evil than not knowing enough, and there is no greater blame than wanting.
the Book of Dao by Laozi or Lao-Tze, the sacred text of Daoism
= March 17, Friday, fine.
Tonight 8:33 PM Min turned twenty, I want to give her a good memory, so that she will always remember the last day of her nineteenth year.
When I got everything ready and was about to leave, I was flabbergasted when Ting said it was her eighteenth birthday.
“Wasn’t your birthday last month? How come it’s today?”
“Last month was a solar birthday, and I always have a lunar birthday.” Ting was flexing her pampering muscles on me so that I couldn’t push back and didn’t think about whether or not the day was correct.
“How about this afternoon for you?”
“No? I’m going to be with you all night for my Bar Mitzvah.”
How am I supposed to choose between the last day of my nineteenth year on one side and coming of age day on the other? And that side doesn’t know I have this side.
“Okay I promise, but don’t come looking for me until I have something to do before 6pm.”
I hurriedly came to Min’s place, took Min, who was overflowing with immense happiness, to eat western food, take art photos, dance, and then I led Min to our love nest and began the ritual of circumcision.
Just after closing the door, I pressed Min tightly against the wall and kissed her lips fiercely, and Min hoisted herself on top of me, the two tongues entangled, Min’s lips were so soft, Min’s tongue was so sweet, and Min’s breathing was so urgent.
I hugged Min’s soft, boneless, and somewhat hot body and kicked open the bedroom door. I threw Min onto the bed, and in the midst of her shrieks of surprise, I pounced on Min like a tiger on the lower mountains, a dragon out of the sea, and not supposed to be a horny devil, intercepting her shrieks with my lips.
I reached out and pressed my hand onto the peaks of her breasts, kneading them lightly and urgently through her clothes, my five fingers nimbly stroking them. Min’s breathing gradually increased, her soft breasts gradually firming up under my caresses, two small cherries standing out mischievously. The part of me that was gradually expanding pressed tightly against the base of her legs.
Min’s writhing body from my caresses stimulated me. I whimpered and slid the palm of my right hand into her bodice, touching her smooth belly, lubricated like grease and hot like fire. I reached into her panties. Pressing my entire palm against the downy-touched forest, I parted the thin slit with my index and ring fingers and pressed my middle finger against the warmth, sliding it up and down to caress it.
“Uh… ah…” Min softly let out an unstoppable sound.
The hand went deeper, cupping her slightly protruding nub. That little bean was growing like a bamboo shoot after the rain. The stream in the valley began to flow, and with the entry and exit of the fingers, the slight sound of water could be faintly heard.
“It’s so good…” I opened my mouth slightly, my whole body enveloped in the atmosphere of spring.
I sensed that Min had already experienced an orgasm and was busy pulling out my longsword as I had to buy time, there was still a scene waiting for me to sing. I began to pump continuously, and although clenched, my pussy, already lubricated with love juices, let me in and out without any difficulty, and each time I sent it to the deepest part, as if she had sucked me in.
The time stopped at 5:00PM when we all reached the peak of happiness.
“Min, I have something to do tonight, a meeting, I can’t accompany you, you go back to play with your classmates by yourself, okay?”
Discontent was evident in Min’s eyes, but she always put me first, and Min cleaned herself up and left. I was busy putting the room in order when I realized that Min had left her backpack here, and I casually placed it in the closet.
5:40PM, Ting and I sat in the restaurant, soft music wafting, Ting holding flowers, a closer look, but people are more delicate than flowers.
“Happy birthday, My love.”
I send a gift I bought in my haste.
Ting took the gift with that flirtatious smile and held me in a tight net with the infinite tenderness in her eyes, and I nearly melted in her eyes.
At 7:20PM, Ting and I returned to Zhichunli.
Ting pushed me away and walked into the bathroom herself, leaving me and my swollen dick alone.
I nearly protruded my eyes out of their frames when Ting reappeared in a towel. Ting clicked on the stereo and the music floated. She gently untied the towel, when the chest half naked, and then closed her hands, a toss of the head, so that thousands of green silk such as blocked in front of the chest, dove up the lips, flying out a kiss to me.
“I fell to the ground with a loud thud, and Ting laughed a hearty laugh.
Ting lightly bit her lower lip and slightly bent down, her two plump breasts were almost completely displayed in front of my eyes, with deep cleavage that gave off a gust of milky fragrance. Ting’s flirtatious eyes rippled with gusts of autumn waves that rolled in.
Ting with one hand, slowly lifted the towel from below, a round, slender legs popped out, Ting’s hand higher and higher, gradually you can vaguely see the dark pubic hair.
“Higher, higher.” I screamed in my mind, my gaze fixed, not daring to blink half an eyelid as drool dripped from my open mouth.
As if she knew what I was thinking, Ting’s hand stayed still for a long time.
“Please, raise it higher.” I begged Ting.
“My hands are so sore, I can’t lift it anymore.” Ting’s voice was so whiny, and she also gently stomped her foot, and suddenly the waves surged, and my eyeballs fluttered up and down.
What were we waiting for, I wailed and pounced on Ting.
We both fell on the bed, I pulled away the towel, the jade body like gelatinous fat, white and shaky horizontal in the brocade quilt, chest that pair of fat tender breasts but grew like a pair of ripe and juicy peach; that jade onion-like small hand, blocked on their own breasts, one hand gently buckle in the middle of the pink leg, the love it does not love the life of the petals, out of the few drops of crystal-clear juice.
I removed her hands and kissed my way down, starting from the peaks. As I kissed my way down to that mysterious canyon, the gasps in my ears grew heavier. Face touched the soft pubic hair, with the lips for a while, then to the lower triangle, looking at the rosy valley, love juice like dew flowed a few drops down, I carefully contain the protruding small beans, occasionally tearing the fat labia. As the water grew, I pushed my finger in, and a spasm ran through me… and Ting’s body rose up…
I joined myself to Ting, and we rolled from the bed to the floor. I held Ting in my arms, thrusting and moving from the bedroom to the doorway… Just as we were having fun, the door opened.
“Gwang, you’re still at home, seeing my backpack…”
Min was stunned by what she saw, as were Ting and me.
“Pah!” The key in Min’s hand dropped to the floor and she turned and flew out.
Flabbergasted, I let go of Ting, grabbed a shirt and threw it over my body, and rushed out as well.
In front of the door, a minibus was parked, and a panicked driver was shouting, “She ran out, she ran out…”
I picked up Min as she lay in a pool of blood. “Ambulance, ambulance! Help!” I cried at the top of my lungs.
Min that pair of beautiful eyes, rolled out tears, eyes flow is not understand, is confused, is love, is hate, or stay in love, Min crazy look at me, with the last strength hard bite in the crook of my arm, slowly closed his eyes.
Time was frozen. I felt no pain, no sorrow, no remorse. I lost all feeling…
= If one can know that there is suffering in all, how many places of suffering are there?
Knowing that everything is suffering, it should be extinguished without a place.
Knowing that the path to extinction leads to the place where suffering is extinguished.
It is a place of liberation of the mind and liberation of the intellect.
Then you will be able to go to the edge of the world as if you were not born, old and dead.
To grow free from the devil’s net and to be free from all the world’s places.
sutra on the origin of the world’s causes (Buddhism)
= [End of the first part of “When Will the Moon Come Around?”]