This is my first work, so please forgive me.
(i)
I have a friend whose name is Ken. I often go to his house to play. Ken’s father is on business in China and is often away from home, so there are only Ken and his mom at home. His mom’s name is Ting, and I usually call her Auntie Ting. Auntie Ting is about forty, but she is very well maintained, only looking at her appearance, but she is only about thirty; she is 160cm tall, and her figure is not strong, but she is very flavorful.
Ken was my classmate in middle school. When I was in junior high school, I used to go to his house from time to time, so I got to know his mom very well. At that time, I was still young and only thought his mom was nice, so I didn’t have any lustful thoughts. However, as I grew up, I began to recognize sex and started to target on my Auntie Ting.
After that, whenever I went up to Kin’s house, my purpose was no longer to play video games as before, but to see if she was not at home, I would take advantage of the fact that Kin was playing video games and computers, and sneak into Auntie Ting’s bedroom, sniffing her bed, and pushing open her closet to view her clothes. What excited me most was her stockings and panties, which I would simply love to sniff.
Sometimes, I would even jerk off, sniffing and thinking, and ejaculate with an “ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh”. After drying off my stockings and underwear, I put them back in their place and walked out of the room.
In fact, my favorite thing about Auntie Ting’s feet is that they are really very sexy in high heels. I would sometimes push open her shoe closet, look at her shoes, pick them up and sniff them again, think of the sexy her again, jerk off again without realizing it, and end up ejaculating into her shoes, imagining that she had my love water on her feet, which turned me on again.
Since then, I’ve been thinking about how to fuck Auntie Ting…
(ii)
Since the first time I did this behavior, every time I went to Ken’s house, I would find a chance to flash into Auntie Ting’s room, find out her stockings, bottoms and high heels, and sniffing them and thinking about them would make me very excited. I would usually put the stockings on my rod and then put them on my favorite high heels and move them back and forth, slowly imagining Auntie Ting’s feet, and then I would ejaculate. I would ejaculate into the shoes and stockings, and it drove me crazy to think of Auntie Ting’s face on them.
This day I came to Ken’s house again, the door was opened by Auntie Ting, saw me she showed a smile, said: “Di you came ah, Ken in the room ah, you go in. Ah, do you want to order a drink?”
I said, “No, I don’t need to (thinking, “I want you.”)”. Then I went to Ken’s room and realized it was locked, so I knocked on the door, Ken opened it, and I went in and he locked it again.
I soon realized what he was trying to do. It turned out that he was watching a third-grade VCD, and he instructed me not to make any noise and to sit down. On the screen, a man and a woman were having sex, and we were all mesmerized when Auntie Ting’s voice suddenly came from outside the door, and we were all startled. It turned out that Auntie Ting was saying that she was going grocery shopping and told us to play by ourselves, then she went out. We opened the door to the room and Auntie went out anyway.
This is just to tell a few stories of human mothers, teachers, students and forgetfulness. Ken and I were both very high after reading it and Ken said he had to go poop, but I think he was going to jerk off! I didn’t say what he was going to do because after he went into the bathroom it was another chance to go into my aunt’s room.
Once inside, I pushed through the shirt closet as I had done before, but this time I found some tertiary books that I hadn’t found before.
Originally already high I saw even more excited, but I think so Auntie Ting is no problem, because her husband is not in Hong Kong, lonely only with these and hands.
I ignored this, thinking that Ken would soon come out, or quickly beat the cum out of it, the same cum into the shoes, and then cleaned up and then walked out, so as not to be found by Ken. After Ken came out, we played video games together, but we did not have much energy, after playing for a while I said I had to go, Ken said he was tired, to the bed, told me to close the door when I left and went to sleep.
When I was about to leave, I suddenly thought of a plan, so I went back to my room, put the one about raping other people’s mothers and their children in the third grade book in my aunt’s cupboard, and then I left. And that was the first step of my plan… (To be continued)