Chapter 6 Stepmother

Sister Juan became my stepmother.

She and my father Gao Xiang got married, but I didn't know about it until the day of their wedding.

At the beginning, I was still blaming Sister Juan for hiding me in my heart, but then I thought that Sister Juan had never concealed me. She put this relationship in front of me from the beginning, but I have always been paying attention to her. My attention to her made me completely ignore her interpersonal relationships.

If she hadn't had this relationship with my father, how could she have always replaced my father and as a parent, she would deal with the teacher for me again and again.

Without this relationship with my father, she would not have fully opened her heart to me, and even used her own painful lesson to warn me to be motivated.

But I thought I was more intimate with her.

In the end, I was just a process of getting married between her and her father.

During that time, I was completely depressed and even refused to go to school for several days. My studies, which had just improved, instantly fell to the bottom.

And on the fourth night of my abandonment, my door was knocked when I locked myself in my room all day, just like the previous three days.

I know who is outside the door, because there are only three people who can enter this home.

Me, my father, and Sister Juan, who only got the key not long ago.

In fact, from the moment the outer door was opened with the key, I knew it was Sister Juan who came.

Her footsteps were completely different from my father's, and my father wouldn't care about the things I abandoned school. I haven't even seen him for a second time since the wedding.

Xiaoyu, am I in?

I didn't answer, and Sister Juan outside the door pushed open the door after waiting for a while.

Xiaoyu…You didn’t go to school again.

I lay on the bed and didn't go to see Sister Juan at all.

I don’t know how to face her, but I face her whose identities are completely different.

She sighed indescribable light, then walked into the room and sat straight next to me.

I still remember that she wore a white dress that looked very similar to when I first met, but the hem of the skirt was no longer so flowing, but the slightly tight design further highlighted her mature charm.

Xiaoyu, I know what you are thinking.You may be blaming me for not telling you, right?Sorry, this is my fault. I actually wanted to tell you directly several times, but I didn’t find the right opportunity. We met less... In the end, I can only tell you at the wedding, I’m sorry.

Sister Juan apologized to me. She did know me very well, but at that time, I had no longer hatred for her.

How could I really hate my first love?

Xiaoyu, I am also very clear that I can’t replace your mother’s position in your heart, and I have never thought about who to replace, including in this family... In fact, I think my relationship with you should be very good, and we should be able to become family members, right?But I was still very uneasy. I don’t know if you can accept me after knowing that my marriage with your father, so I haven’t been able to tell you.

Sister Juan's voice sounded softly in my ears. She kept explaining, but she didn't know at all. What I wanted to hear was not these explanations at all.

Xiaoyu, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to call me.I don't care much about that title, and we are not as old as mother and son.I think our relationship was very good before. Isn’t it good to be friends and be equal friends who can talk about everything?If you are the reason, you can continue to call me Sister Juan, and I will also call you Xiaoyu...Ah, but don't do this in front of your father, and keep it confidential to your father, otherwise you will be a far cry from Ah...

I didn't react until I heard this.

Sister Juan…

When Sister Juan heard my voice, she became very excited. She had been talking to herself just now, and her mood had been extremely depressed.

Xiaoyu!I'm here!

Can I continue to call you Sister Juan?We are still...friends?

Well, of course!

Sister Juan nodded vigorously, there is no need to force yourself, Xiaoyu.We can start with friends, and in the end we will definitely become family members!

Sister Juan's words were engraved into my heart one by one.

Family…I once thought of becoming a family with Sister Juan, but it was definitely not in the current situation.

Sister Juan, if we are already family, can you agree to my request?

What are the requirements, please tell me.

Sister Juan agreed very readily. She probably wouldn't have thought that I would say that kind of thing.

I want to kiss you.

Sister Juan's expression really froze.

Xiaoyu, what did you say? Did I hear it wrong?

I said, I want to kiss you.Aren’t we all a family?So isn’t it okay to get close to you like this?

My words obviously did not convince Sister Juan, and in fact I didn't expect Sister Juan to believe the excuses I made up casually.

I was just betting on how much tolerance Sister Juan could be for me.

Sister Juan was indeed a little angry because she heard my true thoughts and knew that my request was not just about the closeness of my family.

She raised her voice and said: Xiaoyu!What are you thinking?I'm...

But what?Didn’t you say you wanted to be friends with me?

Just, even so, friends can't kiss Ah casually!

I haven't said where to kiss, and my request is very simple, just let me kiss your face.You can also kiss me. Let’s treat it as deepening the relationship?

Sister Juan's expression became a little weird.

Xiaoyu...When did you become so slick?

Of course she didn't know that I had always restrained myself in front of her and did not let myself show too much frivolous side.

That's because I want to leave a good impression on Sister Juan and increase her favorable impression in her heart.

But now, everything has changed.

Sister Juan, don’t you agree?

Sister Juan gritted her teeth in front of me, she knew that I was threatening.

But she finally surrendered, surrendering to the promise she had made.

OK, kiss me...don't tell your dad.

Then, Sister Juan sat in front of me and closed her eyes directly facing me.

Even though she didn't say anything, her frown still revealed her inner feelings at the moment.

And I stood in front of her, looking at Sister Juan, who was frowning and looked ready to be frivolous.

Then I squatted down and held her face with my hands.

When my hand touched Sister Juan's face, her body trembled obviously.

Her lips were also shaking, and her eyelashes were like butterflies flapping their wings and about to fly, but in the end... she still did nothing, keeping her eyes closed and waiting for my next move.

We have not had physical contact before, but those inadvertent touches cannot be compared with the intimacy at this time.

I just held Sister Juan's face and stared at her for a full minute.

It was not until Sister Juan's expression began to float and she was about to endure it that I approached and left a kiss on her cheek.

Then I left.

Sister Juan dared to open her eyes after I let go of my hand.

……completion?

Um.

I nodded, sat next to her, and agreed to just kiss her in the face.

Sister Juan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stood up like an electric shock, jumping far away from me.

The look she looked at me was full of alert at that moment, and the shyness she hid but couldn't hide.

Xiaoyu...I may have really misread you...

I spread my hands and said: I keep my promise.

But you...

Sister Juan opened her mouth and said halfway, but suddenly thought of something, and swallowed the second half of the sentence back into her stomach.

She looked at me, looked at me, and finally closed her eyes helplessly and sighed deeply.

Xiaoyu, you have succeeded now. You agreed to go to school...

Well, I'll go.

I did agree, but it was not because of this promise, but when I first saw Sister Juan crying.

Since I knew how obsessed with going to school, I made up my mind not to waste my studies anymore.

As for that day, it was just a test I had for Sister Juan.

And... after that day, I finally understood where Sister Juan’s bottom line of tolerance for me is... and how deep I can go further.

Afterwards, Sister Juan moved into my house, and her daughter Yingying became a little sister who would only peek at me timidly at first and then refused to leave me.

I graduated successfully and was admitted to a local high school that I could not go to or go to.

The reason why I chose that high school was very simple. It was the closest to the community where my home was. This allowed me to go to school from home every day, and also made it possible for me and Sister Juan to stay under the same roof for a longer time.

Sister Juan moved in, but my father did not stay at home for longer.

He still looked the same, and lived in the company for a long time than at home. For him, home was not even considered a hotel he occasionally went to.

Although my father is still the same, there are two more people at home, especially Sister Juan, whom I care about, which makes me feel unprecedentedly fulfilled.

Sister Juan was still on guard against me a few days after moving in, but I didn’t make any more requests after the kissing incident. The extremely busy life since the first grade of high school also left me with her only breakfast and before going to bed every day.

Sister Juan began to lose her vigilance towards me, or she had accepted my existence from the beginning. After all, as a member of this family, even she herself was just a latecomer.

So, that day came.

That night, I had only been in my second year of high school for half a day, and the afternoon class was temporarily cancelled, so I also returned home for the first time on weekends and outside of legal holidays.

I saw Sister Juan’s shoes in the entrance hall, but I didn’t find her in the living room or the kitchen.

It was not until the end that I noticed the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

At the beginning, I didn’t have any bad thoughts, but just wanted to inform Sister Juan, who had not heard the sound of opening the door, that I had gone home in advance.

But when I stood at the bathroom door, I noticed a detail.

The bathroom door is hidden.

I know this because I broke this door. As early as when Sister Juan had not moved it, the door was only covered because of its deformation and had no chance to be repaired until now.

Through the crack in the door, I could hear the clear sound of water and even more, I could see a white shadow beating.

Almost instantly, I felt the swelling pain of my erect penis pressing into my crotch.

I carefully approached the crack in the door and moved my eyes closer.

Then, I saw Sister Juan, the sister I missed day and night.

In the bathroom, Sister Juan seemed to be rinsing off the foam on her body.Her back is facing my direction, but this also makes me not worried about being discovered when I collide with her eyes.

I saw the fine water flow slid down Sister Juan's smooth ridge, and finally bounced up on her suddenly expanding hips and then fell to the ground along the curve of her thighs.

I saw Sister Juan's breasts that could be seen from her armpits between her arms. Although only part of the plump arc can be seen, it was enough to make my blood rush.

I saw Sister Juan quietly spread her straight thighs, then took off the shower head, and moved the water closer to the mysterious triangle area... I didn't dare to see the end at all, so I hurriedly ran away from the bathroom door.

This is not only because I am afraid that Sister Juan, who has taken a shower, but also because I can no longer continue to endure it.

Hiding in my room, I locked the door and played back the scene I just saw over and over again in my mind.

By the time I came to my senses, I had taken off my pants and held my penis with my left hand and thrust back and forth.

Then, I had no time to catch the ejaculated semen with a tissue, and the thick milky white liquid left a series of traces on the floor.

The afterglow after ejaculation still stayed in my body, and the scene of Sister Juan remaining in my mind made me panting.

It took me more than ten minutes to clean up the mess. In the end, Sister Juan found the shoes I took off in the entrance hall, and I pretended that I didn't notice her in the bathroom at all and met her.

Sister Juan was in a good mood that day, and the smell on her body, which just finished taking a shower, was also very pleasant.

At 6 pm, in order to pick up Yingying, who was still in elementary school, Sister Juan hurried out.

And I rushed into the bathroom and headed straight for the washing machine.

When Sister Juan came out, she had new clothes on her body, which means that the old clothes she changed must have been... found!I saw Sister Juan taking off her underwear on the top floor of the washing machine.

Without hesitation, I picked up the simple-style underwear and put it in front of myself.

This is the taste of Sister Juan.I used every cell in my body to record the feelings of that moment.

But this is not enough, but it is not enough...

I quickly thought of what I had done in the room before, and then, I didn't care about the risk of Sister Juan's possible return at any time, and stood in front of the washing machine and took off my pants and underwear.

I wrapped my bulging penis with Sister Juan's changed panties and began to rub it.

The fabric of the underwear is not very good, and some of the decorative laces on it will also give you a tingling feeling.

But the mental pleasure of rubbing against the same piece of cloth with Sister Juan's private parts is almost unparalleled.

I stroked and growled, and then turned all my desires into squirting semen, venting them one by one.

This time I didn't let any drop of semen spill out. The panties I held in my hand wrapped around my glans, containing all the white objects.

Then, the desire faded and the sense of crisis quickly hit my heart.

I threw my underwear that had become sticky back into the washing machine, and immediately started pouring water into the washing machine, not even caring about lifting my pants first.

I want to destroy the corpse.

In order to make the appearance in the washing machine look more natural, I even took off my clothes and threw them into the washing machine. Then I introduced several times the amount of laundry used to wash clothes, turned on the switch and started to stir.

I stood naked next to the washing machine for a long time until my nose was filled with the smell of washing powder and the washing machine was covered with white foam.

Then, with the reminder of the hairs on my body, I returned to my room and put on a new outfit.

Not long after I changed my clothes, Sister Juan came back.

As soon as he entered the door, Sister Juan heard the sound of the washing machine operating.

Xiaoyu, are you washing clothes?

I didn't dare to reply, and I didn't even dare to look at Sister Juan's face.

Sister Juan walked into the bathroom and her screams quickly rang: My God, what is this?

Discovered?Or was it discovered?My heart was full of panic.

But Sister Juan's follow-up words were: Xiaoyu, why did you put so much washing powder, all overflow... There are also underwear and coats that need to be washed separately. Wow, it's all bubbles, how many Ah have you put?

Sister Juan only noticed an unusually large amount of laundry detergent. She didn't even realize that her underwear was mixed with the clothes I put in later.

And my first crime ended safely.

Taboo things, you will want to have a second try, and it is precisely because you are addicted that they are become taboo.

After the first time I was not discovered masturbating with Sister Juan’s underwear, my courage gradually became bigger.

Sister Juan usually takes a shower in the afternoon. This is her little free time before she goes to pick up Yingying, but because I am in school, I don’t have the chance to meet Sister Juan taking a shower every day.

And the limited vision in the door crack can no longer satisfy me.

I bought a camouflage camera from the internet, pretending to be a normal bottle, and put it in the bathroom just where I could take a picture.

Then, in order not to leave too many traces on my clothes, I even learned how to masturbate with a condom.

As long as I wear a cover and touch the clothes, the fabric will only leave a little bit of lubricating oil at most, which will save the trouble of aftermath.

But what I didn't expect was that my cleverness exposed myself instead.

One night, I finished my evening study and returned home, and as soon as I entered the door, I headed straight to the bathroom.

The bathroom floor was wet, and Sister Juan took a shower today.

I went to check again about the camera hidden in the shampoo bottle. The work indicator light was still on. It has been working since I left it in the morning until now.

I couldn't wait to carry the bottle to my room, eager to appreciate my harvest today.

But just as I had already put my hands on the doorknob... With a snap, the light in the living room was on.

I turned around suddenly and saw Sister Juan wearing pajamas and hair scattered, standing next to the switch, looking at me with a faint look.

Xiaoyu, what is that you are holding in your hand?

Perhaps it was because the bottle disguised as the camera was too conspicuous, so Sister Juan came up and stared at me and asked a question.

I hurriedly hid the bottle behind me, but it was too late.

What are you hiding?

I could only stammer: No, nothing, it's just an empty bottle.

bottle?

My words aroused Sister Juan's curiosity even more. She walked up to me. Because of the height difference, she could only look up at me, but her eyes were full of majesty.

Take it out and I will take a look, and I will give it back to you after you look.

I could only hand over the camouflage camera with a bit of bullet.

This does look just an ordinary bottle, but the heavy weight still makes Sister Juan feel a little suspicious. She remembers the word "empty bottle" that I missed.

However, just when I was worried that she would discover the secret in the bottle, she casually placed the bottle on the table beside her and looked at me.

Come here, I have something to tell you.

Then, she turned and walked towards the master bedroom.

I followed Sister Juan, but there was no slight ease in my heart about contact with the crisis.

Sister Juan didn't find a camera hidden in the bottle, but she had something else to tell me, what would this be?After I entered the bedroom, Sister Juan asked me to close the door.

Yingying's bedroom was next to the master bedroom. In order not to disturb her rest, Sister Juan lowered her voice when she spoke.

She sat in front of the dressing table and looked at me sitting casually on the bed, and suddenly sighed.

Then she pointed to a spread tissue on the dressing table and said: Is this something you used?

I looked over and my mind buzzed the moment I saw that thing.

There was a spread condom on the tissue, which was obviously used, and more than one.

I found it while cleaning the bathroom today.

Sister Juan lifted up her disguised hair and looked at me.

I can't deny it at all. I am the only man in the family except my father who is not at home, and that is indeed the one I used to throw in the trash can yesterday.

Sister Juan looked at me with a very complicated look.

Xiaoyu, have you... brought your girlfriend home?

I was stunned and hurriedly denied: No, I don’t have Ah!

Then this is...

Sister Juan, you misunderstood, I don’t have a girlfriend at all!

Sister Juan's expression became more complicated. She used her eyes to signal the condom placed on a tissue.

This, this is...

I had to avoid the important things and accidentally

I told Sister Juan about masturbating with condoms.

After hearing what I said, Sister Juan sighed again.

I said why do you have to stay in the bathroom for so long every night... Xiaoyu, you are in a time of study now. Wouldn't you feel hurting your body when doing this every day?

I had to argue with all my reasons and say that I am already a healthy adult and I need to relieve stress and masturbate moderately, which is beneficial to health.

Fortunately, Sister Juan has never been a pedantic person. She looked at me and seemed to be sure whether I had lie to her.

Then she glanced at the condom placed there and held her forehead.

Alas, even if you are right, you... Fortunately, your father didn't see it...

I captured a key message from Sister Juan’s words.

Sister Juan, what happened between you and my dad?

Sister Juan also realized that she had missed her mouth and waved her hand and said: It's nothing, don't ask, we are all pretty good.

I could only nod. Since Sister Juan didn't want to say it, I was destined to be unable to ask anything.

When the topic returned to the matter of masturbation, Sister Juan's attitude became firmer again.

Even if this is moderate decompression, you still need to control it!It definitely doesn’t work every day, up to three times a month!

And when I looked at Sister Juan, I felt courage from somewhere and said: Sister Juan, can you help me?