I went to this remote place to cultivate my mind and cultivate my nature according to the doctor's suggestion. The doctor here has a relative who is the village chief. It is said that when needed, I can ask him for help.
On the day I arrived, I was in a very good mood. I politely visited the village chief that day and stayed at his house for one night.
After learning about the general situation in the village, I politely declined the village chief's intention to keep me and continue to live. I decided to go to a dilapidated temple on a mountain road about twenty miles away from the village to live a life that is truly isolated from the world
The next day, with the help of the village chief, I hired an old woman to take care of my daily life. In addition to some luggage, I also had several martial arts novels, some scientific papers and magazines.
The light days passed day by day, and the old woman who was taking care of me came the next day. It was noon and I brought me some food, washed clothes, etc. As usual, she would ask me what I needed to order. Sometimes I would tell her to bring some toothpaste, matches, lamp oil and other supplements next time.
During the day, I run around the mountain with my backpack on my back. At night, I sometimes come back and sleep in a dilapidated temple, and sometimes I just sleep by the stream or on the hill.
Slowly, I feel that the number of times I miss a woman has decreased. Sometimes I can't help but recall my past perverted behaviors. The butts of those young girls are swaying lewdly under the pressure of my penis. I feel that when the penis slowly swells in my crotch, I consciously run the mountain road desperately. Sometimes I go to the mountain stream to catch fish. The sexual impulse seems to slowly disappear.
Sometimes I read some scientific journals and analyzed some volcanic eruptions, the causes of major earthquakes, etc. I vaguely felt that it was a bit related to my current life, but these thoughts just flashed through my mind and did not explore them in depth.
After a while, one morning I woke up and found that I had nocturnal emission that I hadn’t tried for a long time since I was a teenager!
I think of it as if there is a saying that it is full of essence and is gone, and it seems that my practice skills are about to reach my home!
I didn't expect that the demon in my heart was not driven away, but was just suppressed, just like an unusual calm before the volcano erupted!
After being separated from the outside world for a long time, I began to cherish the brief meeting with the old woman the next day. I longed to have a person to talk to, no matter who it was, the old woman wanted someone to talk to her, and she talked endlessly. Moreover, the old woman thought I was a city man, and chatting with me was very interesting.
I didn't ask about it intentionally, and because of the local accent, I could only understand five or six points. But gradually, I learned that the old woman's son went to work in the city. There was only a daughter-in-law and two granddaughters at home, one was fifteen and the other fourteen. Because my wife married early, she was less than thirty years old this year, and they took turns to wash my clothes for me.
That night I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I kept fantasizing about the handsome appearance of the two sisters in the old woman's house, and the young woman under thirty years old. My husband often was outside and had no time to touch and pinch her breasts, so her breasts should still be quite perky!
When it was almost dawn, I finally fell asleep. In the haze, it seemed like the young woman, naked and white, sucking my penis one after another. I woke up and found that I had nocturnal emission again.
For several days, I felt very conflicted and started to miss women again
I found a rustling red flower growing behind the dilapidated temple. No one has ever admired it. The petals have fallen all over the ground, and I can't help but feel it a lot.
The flowers are beautiful and no one knows, and they bloom and fall in loneliness!
I can’t write poetry, but somehow I ran out like this sentence, and the result was that I admired myself for a long time. For some reason, I remembered the old woman’s nest of little females, young and young, and not being loved by men in time. Isn’t it a pity that a few red flowers, blooming and falling, and no one appreciates them?
I'll help and play with them in turn!
My lewd thoughts came up quietly
But soon, I remembered the doctor's advice to me again, staying away from the causes of sexual perverts. It seems that my life is almost the same as I have been here.
I finally decided to leave here
One day, the old woman told me that the village chief would marry his daughter in two days and would invite me down the mountain to have a wedding banquet. He asked me what I had to hate, and I didn’t like wedding banquets and general social engagements, so this became the best excuse for me to leave.
I packed up my simple luggage, left some money in the eye, and left two letters, just writing some words thanking the village chief and the old woman.
On the morning when the village chief married his daughter, I started going down the mountain
After walking for half an hour, there was no one on the road. After turning a few more turns, I found a slender and youthful body walking towards me in the distance...
On the day I arrived, I was in a very good mood. I politely visited the village chief that day and stayed at his house for one night.
After learning about the general situation in the village, I politely declined the village chief's intention to keep me and continue to live. I decided to go to a dilapidated temple on a mountain road about twenty miles away from the village to live a life that is truly isolated from the world
The next day, with the help of the village chief, I hired an old woman to take care of my daily life. In addition to some luggage, I also had several martial arts novels, some scientific papers and magazines.
The light days passed day by day, and the old woman who was taking care of me came the next day. It was noon and I brought me some food, washed clothes, etc. As usual, she would ask me what I needed to order. Sometimes I would tell her to bring some toothpaste, matches, lamp oil and other supplements next time.
During the day, I run around the mountain with my backpack on my back. At night, I sometimes come back and sleep in a dilapidated temple, and sometimes I just sleep by the stream or on the hill.
Slowly, I feel that the number of times I miss a woman has decreased. Sometimes I can't help but recall my past perverted behaviors. The butts of those young girls are swaying lewdly under the pressure of my penis. I feel that when the penis slowly swells in my crotch, I consciously run the mountain road desperately. Sometimes I go to the mountain stream to catch fish. The sexual impulse seems to slowly disappear.
Sometimes I read some scientific journals and analyzed some volcanic eruptions, the causes of major earthquakes, etc. I vaguely felt that it was a bit related to my current life, but these thoughts just flashed through my mind and did not explore them in depth.
After a while, one morning I woke up and found that I had nocturnal emission that I hadn’t tried for a long time since I was a teenager!
I think of it as if there is a saying that it is full of essence and is gone, and it seems that my practice skills are about to reach my home!
I didn't expect that the demon in my heart was not driven away, but was just suppressed, just like an unusual calm before the volcano erupted!
After being separated from the outside world for a long time, I began to cherish the brief meeting with the old woman the next day. I longed to have a person to talk to, no matter who it was, the old woman wanted someone to talk to her, and she talked endlessly. Moreover, the old woman thought I was a city man, and chatting with me was very interesting.
I didn't ask about it intentionally, and because of the local accent, I could only understand five or six points. But gradually, I learned that the old woman's son went to work in the city. There was only a daughter-in-law and two granddaughters at home, one was fifteen and the other fourteen. Because my wife married early, she was less than thirty years old this year, and they took turns to wash my clothes for me.
That night I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I kept fantasizing about the handsome appearance of the two sisters in the old woman's house, and the young woman under thirty years old. My husband often was outside and had no time to touch and pinch her breasts, so her breasts should still be quite perky!
When it was almost dawn, I finally fell asleep. In the haze, it seemed like the young woman, naked and white, sucking my penis one after another. I woke up and found that I had nocturnal emission again.
For several days, I felt very conflicted and started to miss women again
I found a rustling red flower growing behind the dilapidated temple. No one has ever admired it. The petals have fallen all over the ground, and I can't help but feel it a lot.
The flowers are beautiful and no one knows, and they bloom and fall in loneliness!
I can’t write poetry, but somehow I ran out like this sentence, and the result was that I admired myself for a long time. For some reason, I remembered the old woman’s nest of little females, young and young, and not being loved by men in time. Isn’t it a pity that a few red flowers, blooming and falling, and no one appreciates them?
I'll help and play with them in turn!
My lewd thoughts came up quietly
But soon, I remembered the doctor's advice to me again, staying away from the causes of sexual perverts. It seems that my life is almost the same as I have been here.
I finally decided to leave here
One day, the old woman told me that the village chief would marry his daughter in two days and would invite me down the mountain to have a wedding banquet. He asked me what I had to hate, and I didn’t like wedding banquets and general social engagements, so this became the best excuse for me to leave.
I packed up my simple luggage, left some money in the eye, and left two letters, just writing some words thanking the village chief and the old woman.
On the morning when the village chief married his daughter, I started going down the mountain
After walking for half an hour, there was no one on the road. After turning a few more turns, I found a slender and youthful body walking towards me in the distance...
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