Sister Juan was shocked by my sudden remarks.
She was stunned for a while before she realized that the volume of her speech suddenly increased: What are you talking about?I'm you...
Shh!Sister Juan, Yingying was woken up by the noise.
Sister Juan, who was interrupted by me like this, was a little dissatisfied, but she lowered her voice and shouted at me: Stop talking nonsense!Let me help you, what are you thinking?
But Sister Juan said you wanted me to control the number of times, and said that you could only say three times a month... Since it was you, why can't you help me?
Sister Juan looked at me blankly, as if she was doubting her ears.
Then she lifted her hair, avoided my gaze in panic, and said: What nonsense is your child talking about? What are these fallacies...
Sister Juan’s reaction made me a little overjoyed.
To be honest, when I was about to say these words, I was also prepared to be scolded by Sister Juan and even kicked out of the door.
However, Sister Juan's reaction was unusually calm. Did she trust me too much?
Or I never thought I would have any other thoughts, but I still tried to teach and correct me with my attitude towards my children like before.
But these are just my disguise.
Moreover, Sister Juan's previous unintentional words made me more convinced of another thing.
The relationship between Sister Juan and my father and wife is very delicate.
After the two got married, Sister Juan moved over and moved into the house with her daughter Yingying.
But after more than a year of observation, I found that my father and Sister Juan did not show the intimacy of the newlyweds.
In order to take care of Yingying and me, Sister Juan stayed at home for longer and longer every day. When I first met her, she was busy with the daily work of the company as a secretary. After marriage, her position in the company was promoted from secretary to manager of the personnel department, but her daily work time was greatly reduced.
This is not because the work of the human resources manager is so leisurely. On the contrary, this is a very important department. However, Sister Juan was airborne because of her relationship with my father. Her experience and ability are not enough to be responsible for the operation of the entire department. So for the sake of the company, Sister Juan gradually handed over her responsibilities to the experienced and college-graduating deputy manager, and she shifted her focus to the family and played the new role of the hostess with all her heart.
In contrast, my father did not increase the time he stayed at home because of the extra wife in my family.
He is still as busy as before, and he stays at home for up to three or five days a month. Even during these three or five days, he returns late at night and leaves in the early morning, and I can hardly meet him.
I can only guess the good or bad relationship between Sister Juan and her father, because I have never seen my father and Sister Juan live together several times.
On the one hand, it is hard for me to imagine that Sister Juan and her father are loving and loving. This is not only because of my selfish desire for Sister Juan, but also because I know my father. He is simply a person who puts his work first and stands behind the rest of his personal relationships.
On the other hand, I don’t think the relationship between Sister Juan and her father will be bad. Although these two people are very different in age, they have been getting to know each other continuously. I have never heard her complain about her father during the year when Sister Juan and her father got married. Sister Juan is actually a very traditional and gentle woman. In her opinion, her duty as a wife is to take good care of the family first, and then her own personal considerations. My father also has the kind of indifferent personality. For Sister Juan, who is so perfect in taking on the identity of the hostess, he can’t say a complaint compared to Sister Juan, who is so perfect in taking on the identity of the hostess.
But now... Sister Juan said that she let me know some unprecedented information after seeing the condom.
The used condoms appear at home. For an ordinary wife, the first thing she thinks about is whether her husband has crossed the line, right?
But Sister Juan’s first consideration, or what she subconsciously thought of was my father, would her husband have misunderstandings?
What misunderstandings does my father have?Sister Juan devoted her whole heart to this family. She took care of meticulously and naturally did not lose all her care for her biological daughter Yingying.
Every day, I watch Sister Juan be busy, and I don’t believe it if I want to say that cheating will happen on her.
But I suddenly thought that my deep belief in Sister Juan is undoubtedly because I have been staying at home. Although I can only see Sister Juan for a short time every day, I am still very familiar with Sister Juan’s daily life.
But my father didn't necessarily do that.
No matter what the reasons, objective factors or personal subjective intentions, my father rarely appears at home.
He is nominally the owner of the house, but in fact he is more like a tenant who occasionally appears.
The age gap between my father and Sister Juan is even bigger than that between me and Sister Juan, and Sister Juan is a woman whose real age, appearance, and inside are almost impossible to see from her appearance that she is full of feminine charm.
Having such a beautiful wife is undoubtedly the pride of being a man, but it will inevitably bring worries, and it evolves to the end... that is, my father's distrust of loyalty to Sister Juan.
Although I knew in my heart that Sister Juan was absolutely loyal to her husband and the family she had finally integrated into, I still wanted to take this into my hands and further coerce Sister Juan.
I must admit my inner voice. I want to get close to Sister Juan. I want to become closer to her and to understand everything about her more deeply.
Therefore, I can do whatever I can to use despicable methods for this.
And the first step I have to do is to dissolve the defense between sister Juan and me little by little.
Sister Juan, can’t you help me?I really can't control myself, and I'm very scared. I feel that I'm becoming less and less satisfied. I think if this continues... I will definitely be discovered by my dad.
I used a deliberately pretending to be helpless to soften Sister Juan's heart, because I knew that Sister Juan was putting herself in the position of her mother to get along with me, and as a mother, it is naturally an unshirkable act to relieve her son's worries.
And at the end, I deliberately carried my father out to take the opportunity to knock on Sister Juan’s wake-up call.
Since she was worried that my masturbation behavior would cause my father to misunderstand and did not want to explain the privacy between their fathers in front of me, then I had no choice but to take the initiative.
Sister Juan was indeed even more shaken.
She looked at me, as if she didn't know what to say.
It took a long time before I heard her say softly in a tone: Do you really want me to help you?
I know my performance worked.
As long as Sister Juan doesn't refuse completely, it means that her heart will deal with it.
This matter is not total rejection and resistance.
But I didn't express the joy in my heart on my face at all, but continued to pretend to be careless: There's no way, I feel like I still have to find a woman in this kind of thing... Originally, I planned to go outside to look for it on the weekend...
no!You can't go, you're just a student, how can you go to that kind of unclean place!
My chips took effect again, and Sister Juan's tone suddenly became intense.
Then what can I do?I don't have a girlfriend, and none of my female classmates look down on me...
After listening to me, Sister Juan sighed and changed to a peaceful tone and said: Xiaoyu, you are now in your second year of high school and are at the most critical moment of your studies. If you focus on talking about girlfriends and finding women, what should you do with your studies?What will you do in the future?
Sister Juan's earnestness touched me a little. She was really thinking about me and doing my best, but what I was lingering in my mind was how to use her kindness to get closer to her.
I can't do anything... I think about this kind of thing every day now. If this continues, I feel that I can't go on and learn anymore...
Half of my words were true. At that time, I was indeed thinking about Sister Juan every day. What I most look forward to every day was to say a few more words to Sister Juan after I got home and before going to school. I even became addicted to masturbating with the clothes that Sister Juan changed, and even put a camera in the bathroom to secretly take pictures of her taking a shower.
My desires are indeed uncontrollable, but Sister Juan doesn't know that my desires have completely pointed to her from the beginning.
If she could know what I really thought at that time, even if she turned against me, she would definitely draw a clear line with me, right?
But Sister Juan is still too gentle. Her worries and concern for me have made all the efforts she made later add fuel to the fire.
Sister Juan, acquiesced.
We must make three rules. If you violate any of the rules, I will not help you again, and I will tell you these things.Have you heard it?
She did not directly say the word "consent", which was her last insistence on her face.
But what she agreed with me later clearly conformed to the insignificant thoughts I had put forward about her.
That night, Sister Juan and I made three agreements.
Article 1: She will only help me three times in a month. I cannot masturbate myself at other times. Once she finds out, she will regard it as my breach of contract. Moreover, the specific time and content of the three times must be decided by her, and she has the full initiative.
Article 2: My grades cannot decline. If my ranking in the exam drops by more than 1 place, she will stop helping me.
Article 3: The matter she helped me must be kept confidential and cannot be told to anyone.
Especially my father and Yingying, once she hears rumors, she will immediately draw a clear line with me.
I accepted her request in full, and in fact I don’t think these three agreements are too restrictive to me.
But I asked an extra question.
Sister Juan, if my ranking in the exam is improved, will you reward me?
Sister Juan was stunned when I asked this. She didn't seem to expect that I would fight her against her.
What reward...what else do you want? I have already indulged you, okay?
But Sister Juan, there is a punishment for the rankings to decline, so why is there no reward for the rankings to increase?
I found a very good reason, and Sister Juan could not refute it for the time being.
Her character prevented her from saying arbitrary words when facing me, although this was my unreasonable demands from her from the beginning.
Then...well, if your exam ranking can improve, I will consider...once once a month.
I did not make any further requests because I could see that this was the biggest concession that Sister Juan could make.
If you continue to force it, it will only make the whole situation counterproductive.
Then, Sister Juan, when will we...
You let me think about it and I will decide the time.
Then, will it work tomorrow?
The next day was the weekend, which was my long-lost opportunity to get along with Sister Juan all day.
But Sister Juan shook her head firmly.
No, it will definitely not work tomorrow.Yingying will also be at home tomorrow, and your father... he might come back too, but tomorrow is impossible.
That day after tomorrow...
Is it the weekend the day after tomorrow?Didn’t I agree with you? I can’t let the rest of my family know.
Then, my proposal was rejected while Yingying was not at home at school, because if Yingying wanted to go to school, I would also go to school. Sister Juan would never allow this to delay my normal study.
Which day will Ah be?
Let me think about it...
Sister Juan seemed to not want to talk to me anymore, so she stood up, clearly showing off her guests.
But I felt that I had been writing a blank check and stood in front of Sister Juan with reluctance.
What are you going to do?
The majesty and anger that Sister Juan showed in an instant made me subconsciously want to retreat.
But I still gritted my teeth and held on, and put on a lingering attitude: Sister Juan, you must agree on which day it will be, so I will think about it every day.
Sister Juan wanted to scold me at first, but later she realized that it was not a solution to delay for so long.
After all, she had agreed, and it was never her style to regret it after she agreed.Come here.
Sister Juan suddenly said this, then turned around and sat back on the bed.
I was stunned for a while before I realized that Sister Juan wanted to fulfill her promise on the spot and deal with it for me
Sexual desire.
I was ecstatic because I didn't dare to think about this possibility.
Sister Juan, sitting on the bed, patted the sheet beside her and lowered her voice and said: Hurry up, don’t waste time. After finishing, go to take a shower and go to bed quickly. Don’t make a sound. If Yingying wakes up, I will never help you again.
I could only nod my head constantly, and sat next to Sister Juan desperately suppressing the ecstasy in my heart.
Then, Sister Juan turned on the air conditioner and sat face to face with me.
She glanced at me, but for some reason she immediately avoided looking at me.
My hands and feet were activated due to excitement when I sat in front of her, and my penis under my crotch had reached its maximum erection from the beginning of hearing this news.
You took off your pants yourself.
Sister Juan turned her head and didn't go to see me, and whispered this.
I took off my pants and underwear at once in a hurry, and threw them aside, not caring whether it was flying to the bed or under the bed.
Don't throw clothes around!You don’t know how tired I am when I wash your dirty clothes every day.
Seeing that Sister Juan was like me, she immediately switched to the old mother mode and couldn't help but say angrily.
Oh, then I, pick it up.
I stood up from the bed naked, trying to get out of bed and pick up the clothes that fell to the ground.
OK, OK!Let it be put there first...and then pick it up later.
But Sister Juan stopped me the moment I stood up. She covered her eyes, as if she didn't want to see anything.
I lowered my head and immediately understood the reason why she acted like this.
Because I was too excited, I had been in an erection for a long time, and I have been maintaining this way.
Sister Juan didn't feel it when I was wearing clothes just now. Now I was standing in front of her, my erect penis was on the same level as Sister Juan's face sitting.
As long as Sister Juan stretches out her hand, she can touch my penis that has been beating.
I sat down again, but changed my position and sat closer to Sister Juan.
What are you doing?
Perhaps it was my approach that made Sister Juan feel nervous, but she subconsciously shrank her shoulders.
I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to get closer...
You don’t have to move your seat, just like that!Remember, don't move Ah!
Perhaps realizing that he couldn't escape, Sister Juan sighed and stretched out a hand.
She kept covering her left hand in front of her, otherwise we would not have any intersection with each other's eyes and would not have wanted to look at my naked desires and body.
But without visual guidance, Sister Juan would not be able to know my exact location.
Her right hand waved several times in the air before finally touching my body.
I remained motionless, following the content agreed with Sister Juan before, and completely passively let her do it.
Sister Juan's hand touched my chest. Although it was still separated by the clothes, I felt like I was connected with her.
I could even feel the beating of her heart from Sister Juan’s fingertips. This may just be my own illusion, but I was really moved by this little physical contact.
However, when Sister Juan's hand kept poking around other parts of my body, but she didn't touch the important places, I still couldn't hold back.
Sister Juan, you touched the wrong place...
I know!Don't talk, I'll do it myself.
Sister Juan's voice was strong and fucked. Her hand had touched my naked thighs, but she hesitated at this step and did not move further for a long time.
I can't help it.
I stretched out a hand, violated the agreement in the three chapters of the law with Sister Juan, and took the initiative to grab her hand.
Sister Juan's body beat significantly in front of my eyes.
But she did not break free, nor did she make a refusal.
I could only see panic and helpless feelings on her face that covered her eyes with her hands.
Sister Juan, here...
I swallowed, held Sister Juan's hand, and gently placed it on my erect penis.
Sister Juan's hand finally touched the incarnation of my desire.
Just after that moment of contact, I felt that the blood in my body was concentrating on my lower body, and I could hardly control myself and burst out in an instant.
OK, I get it, let go of me...
Sister Juan finally spoke, and I did not continue to hold her hand that felt very touched, and remained silent again and waited for her to move.
There is no way to retreat.
Finally taking this step, Sister Juan simply let go of her defense.
Although she was still covering her eyes, the movements on her hands were obviously much bolder and more direct than when she was tempted on me at the beginning.
Sister Juan's hands were a little cold, and the touch felt very comfortable when it came into contact with the hot penis. Even though she had not moved any movement, just like this contact made me feel dizzy in front of me.
Sister Juan's subsequent actions made me even more unbearable. She gently surrounded my penis and began to carefully stroke back and forth.
Sister Juan…
I couldn't help but shout, my breath became heavy, and my waist bent down.
Don't talk, how did I tell you?
Ah, um...
I endured the joy and moans from the bottom of my heart, and my body trembled more and more obvious.
Sister Juan’s technique is actually very rough. She seemed to be afraid of hurting me. The hand holding the penis was very strong and the range of movements back and forth was also very gentle. But such a gentle technique made me feel unprecedented stimulation.
Because this is what Sister Juan is doing for me!
It was my beloved lover who was doing it for me!
Moreover, her current identity is still my stepmother...
We sat on the big bed shared by her and my father, doing such a despicable thing that goes against traditional human ethics.
Thinking of this, I became unable to control myself anymore.
Ah ， ahahah ……
I let out a low growl and my body began to twitch involuntarily.
Sister Juan didn't react at all. She was still holding my penis and moving back and forth.
When the first heat flow hit her palm and made her understand what was going on, it was too late.
You, are you coming out now?
Sister Juan’s unexpected voice made my self-esteem as a man deeply frustrated at that moment.
But I could no longer control myself. Streams of semen ejaculated from the palm of Sister Juan's hand held, hitting her arms, clothes, and also landing on the sheets and quilts between us.
I supported the bed with my hands. Only by doing this can I avoid slumping in front of Sister Juan.
Sister Juan finally understood what she should do. She quickly moved away from me and grabbed a box of prepared tissues from the head of the bedside.
You, why did you come out now?At least you tell me Ah in advance, I'm not prepared at all...
Sister Juan whispered to me, but her hands kept wiping the semen everywhere with a tissue.
Ah, my clothes are also stuck... Xiaoyu, get up quickly, don’t lie down, give you tissues, quickly wipe your body clean.
I raised my waist with difficulty and watched Sister Juan rush to deal with the aftermath.
Then, an idea suddenly emerged in my mind.
Sister Juan, my waist can't move anymore, can you help me?
What?
Sister Juan finally stopped covering her eyes. She looked at me who was still naked, and her eyes were full of disbelief.
You...you can't just wipe it yourself?Such a small thing, do I want me to help you with Ah?
I knew this was completely my personal wishful thinking, and I didn't continue to persist. I reached out and said: Give me the tissue...
But when I took the tissue from Sister Juan's hand, an accident happened. My hand shook and the tissue fell on the bed.
You, you really can't move?
Sister Juan misunderstood my reaction. She really thought my body was too excited.
Ah, well...
I just make mistakes and don't make clarifications or refutations.
Sister Juan looked at me, and her eyes frequently moved on my face and my naked lower body.
In the end, she compromised.
OK OK OK I'll help you... Anyway, I've already done this.
Sister Juan muttered, pulled up a few new tissues, and then reached into my crotch.
I raised my waist slightly so that Sister Juan could touch my lower body more conveniently.
As Sister Juan bent down and stretched her arms forward, I quietly looked at her.
Although she still didn't want to look at me, because she had to wipe my lower body, her hands were occupied, which made her have to close her eyelids to block her vision.
But as a result, the movements on her hands became quite clumsy, and she even accidentally hung them on my foreskin with her nails.
Hiss, it hurts!
Hearing my painful cry, Sister Juan's closed eyes trembled, as if she was about to open the next second.
But she still insisted, fumbled with her hands to wipe the softened penis, the base of her thighs and scrotum for me.
OK, it's all clean, right?
Sister Juan closed her eyes. She couldn't see my people, so she didn't realize that she was saying something she said in front of my nose.
I looked at her and felt her breathing close to me.
Then, I said against my will: There is still a little sticky below...
Sister Juan was unhappy and hit me in the thigh: Then go take a shower immediately!No matter how much I wipe it for you, it is not as clean as water.
I had no reason to delay any more, so I could only leave the bed and pick up my clothes and put them on my body.
Sister Juan was finally able to free her eyes. She looked at the traces left by me and her brows became furrowed.
I have to wash the bed sheets tomorrow, Ah...and pillows, why does it smell like this? Ah...
She seemed to have completely forgotten my existence, murmured with the housework that would be added tomorrow.
And when I looked at her and her busy posture because of me, I suddenly felt a strange pleasure in my heart.
I left my taste here.
Just like animals mark their own territory with smell, Sister Juan now has my unique temperature left behind.
This idea took root in my mind from the moment it arises and gradually grew like wild weeds.
What are you still standing?Go and take a shower and then go to rest early!
I won't go to school tomorrow...
That won't work either!Go out quickly and go back to your room!
I was driven out, but before I left, Sister Juan sighed and said.
Remember, you can't tell others about this, especially your dad...
I looked at Sister Juan, who was frowning, with a hint of regret in her voice.
Then, I nodded with a heavy emphasis.
That night, when I returned to the room, I didn't masturbate before going to bed for the first time.
Because I have been satisfied, the dual satisfaction of both mental and physical satisfaction is so strong that I can't even give birth to a trace of sexual desire.
Moreover, I must abide by the agreement with Sister Juan.
But at the same time, the growing desire has taken deep roots in my heart.
She was stunned for a while before she realized that the volume of her speech suddenly increased: What are you talking about?I'm you...
Shh!Sister Juan, Yingying was woken up by the noise.
Sister Juan, who was interrupted by me like this, was a little dissatisfied, but she lowered her voice and shouted at me: Stop talking nonsense!Let me help you, what are you thinking?
But Sister Juan said you wanted me to control the number of times, and said that you could only say three times a month... Since it was you, why can't you help me?
Sister Juan looked at me blankly, as if she was doubting her ears.
Then she lifted her hair, avoided my gaze in panic, and said: What nonsense is your child talking about? What are these fallacies...
Sister Juan’s reaction made me a little overjoyed.
To be honest, when I was about to say these words, I was also prepared to be scolded by Sister Juan and even kicked out of the door.
However, Sister Juan's reaction was unusually calm. Did she trust me too much?
Or I never thought I would have any other thoughts, but I still tried to teach and correct me with my attitude towards my children like before.
But these are just my disguise.
Moreover, Sister Juan's previous unintentional words made me more convinced of another thing.
The relationship between Sister Juan and my father and wife is very delicate.
After the two got married, Sister Juan moved over and moved into the house with her daughter Yingying.
But after more than a year of observation, I found that my father and Sister Juan did not show the intimacy of the newlyweds.
In order to take care of Yingying and me, Sister Juan stayed at home for longer and longer every day. When I first met her, she was busy with the daily work of the company as a secretary. After marriage, her position in the company was promoted from secretary to manager of the personnel department, but her daily work time was greatly reduced.
This is not because the work of the human resources manager is so leisurely. On the contrary, this is a very important department. However, Sister Juan was airborne because of her relationship with my father. Her experience and ability are not enough to be responsible for the operation of the entire department. So for the sake of the company, Sister Juan gradually handed over her responsibilities to the experienced and college-graduating deputy manager, and she shifted her focus to the family and played the new role of the hostess with all her heart.
In contrast, my father did not increase the time he stayed at home because of the extra wife in my family.
He is still as busy as before, and he stays at home for up to three or five days a month. Even during these three or five days, he returns late at night and leaves in the early morning, and I can hardly meet him.
I can only guess the good or bad relationship between Sister Juan and her father, because I have never seen my father and Sister Juan live together several times.
On the one hand, it is hard for me to imagine that Sister Juan and her father are loving and loving. This is not only because of my selfish desire for Sister Juan, but also because I know my father. He is simply a person who puts his work first and stands behind the rest of his personal relationships.
On the other hand, I don’t think the relationship between Sister Juan and her father will be bad. Although these two people are very different in age, they have been getting to know each other continuously. I have never heard her complain about her father during the year when Sister Juan and her father got married. Sister Juan is actually a very traditional and gentle woman. In her opinion, her duty as a wife is to take good care of the family first, and then her own personal considerations. My father also has the kind of indifferent personality. For Sister Juan, who is so perfect in taking on the identity of the hostess, he can’t say a complaint compared to Sister Juan, who is so perfect in taking on the identity of the hostess.
But now... Sister Juan said that she let me know some unprecedented information after seeing the condom.
The used condoms appear at home. For an ordinary wife, the first thing she thinks about is whether her husband has crossed the line, right?
But Sister Juan’s first consideration, or what she subconsciously thought of was my father, would her husband have misunderstandings?
What misunderstandings does my father have?Sister Juan devoted her whole heart to this family. She took care of meticulously and naturally did not lose all her care for her biological daughter Yingying.
Every day, I watch Sister Juan be busy, and I don’t believe it if I want to say that cheating will happen on her.
But I suddenly thought that my deep belief in Sister Juan is undoubtedly because I have been staying at home. Although I can only see Sister Juan for a short time every day, I am still very familiar with Sister Juan’s daily life.
But my father didn't necessarily do that.
No matter what the reasons, objective factors or personal subjective intentions, my father rarely appears at home.
He is nominally the owner of the house, but in fact he is more like a tenant who occasionally appears.
The age gap between my father and Sister Juan is even bigger than that between me and Sister Juan, and Sister Juan is a woman whose real age, appearance, and inside are almost impossible to see from her appearance that she is full of feminine charm.
Having such a beautiful wife is undoubtedly the pride of being a man, but it will inevitably bring worries, and it evolves to the end... that is, my father's distrust of loyalty to Sister Juan.
Although I knew in my heart that Sister Juan was absolutely loyal to her husband and the family she had finally integrated into, I still wanted to take this into my hands and further coerce Sister Juan.
I must admit my inner voice. I want to get close to Sister Juan. I want to become closer to her and to understand everything about her more deeply.
Therefore, I can do whatever I can to use despicable methods for this.
And the first step I have to do is to dissolve the defense between sister Juan and me little by little.
Sister Juan, can’t you help me?I really can't control myself, and I'm very scared. I feel that I'm becoming less and less satisfied. I think if this continues... I will definitely be discovered by my dad.
I used a deliberately pretending to be helpless to soften Sister Juan's heart, because I knew that Sister Juan was putting herself in the position of her mother to get along with me, and as a mother, it is naturally an unshirkable act to relieve her son's worries.
And at the end, I deliberately carried my father out to take the opportunity to knock on Sister Juan’s wake-up call.
Since she was worried that my masturbation behavior would cause my father to misunderstand and did not want to explain the privacy between their fathers in front of me, then I had no choice but to take the initiative.
Sister Juan was indeed even more shaken.
She looked at me, as if she didn't know what to say.
It took a long time before I heard her say softly in a tone: Do you really want me to help you?
I know my performance worked.
As long as Sister Juan doesn't refuse completely, it means that her heart will deal with it.
This matter is not total rejection and resistance.
But I didn't express the joy in my heart on my face at all, but continued to pretend to be careless: There's no way, I feel like I still have to find a woman in this kind of thing... Originally, I planned to go outside to look for it on the weekend...
no!You can't go, you're just a student, how can you go to that kind of unclean place!
My chips took effect again, and Sister Juan's tone suddenly became intense.
Then what can I do?I don't have a girlfriend, and none of my female classmates look down on me...
After listening to me, Sister Juan sighed and changed to a peaceful tone and said: Xiaoyu, you are now in your second year of high school and are at the most critical moment of your studies. If you focus on talking about girlfriends and finding women, what should you do with your studies?What will you do in the future?
Sister Juan's earnestness touched me a little. She was really thinking about me and doing my best, but what I was lingering in my mind was how to use her kindness to get closer to her.
I can't do anything... I think about this kind of thing every day now. If this continues, I feel that I can't go on and learn anymore...
Half of my words were true. At that time, I was indeed thinking about Sister Juan every day. What I most look forward to every day was to say a few more words to Sister Juan after I got home and before going to school. I even became addicted to masturbating with the clothes that Sister Juan changed, and even put a camera in the bathroom to secretly take pictures of her taking a shower.
My desires are indeed uncontrollable, but Sister Juan doesn't know that my desires have completely pointed to her from the beginning.
If she could know what I really thought at that time, even if she turned against me, she would definitely draw a clear line with me, right?
But Sister Juan is still too gentle. Her worries and concern for me have made all the efforts she made later add fuel to the fire.
Sister Juan, acquiesced.
We must make three rules. If you violate any of the rules, I will not help you again, and I will tell you these things.Have you heard it?
She did not directly say the word "consent", which was her last insistence on her face.
But what she agreed with me later clearly conformed to the insignificant thoughts I had put forward about her.
That night, Sister Juan and I made three agreements.
Article 1: She will only help me three times in a month. I cannot masturbate myself at other times. Once she finds out, she will regard it as my breach of contract. Moreover, the specific time and content of the three times must be decided by her, and she has the full initiative.
Article 2: My grades cannot decline. If my ranking in the exam drops by more than 1 place, she will stop helping me.
Article 3: The matter she helped me must be kept confidential and cannot be told to anyone.
Especially my father and Yingying, once she hears rumors, she will immediately draw a clear line with me.
I accepted her request in full, and in fact I don’t think these three agreements are too restrictive to me.
But I asked an extra question.
Sister Juan, if my ranking in the exam is improved, will you reward me?
Sister Juan was stunned when I asked this. She didn't seem to expect that I would fight her against her.
What reward...what else do you want? I have already indulged you, okay?
But Sister Juan, there is a punishment for the rankings to decline, so why is there no reward for the rankings to increase?
I found a very good reason, and Sister Juan could not refute it for the time being.
Her character prevented her from saying arbitrary words when facing me, although this was my unreasonable demands from her from the beginning.
Then...well, if your exam ranking can improve, I will consider...once once a month.
I did not make any further requests because I could see that this was the biggest concession that Sister Juan could make.
If you continue to force it, it will only make the whole situation counterproductive.
Then, Sister Juan, when will we...
You let me think about it and I will decide the time.
Then, will it work tomorrow?
The next day was the weekend, which was my long-lost opportunity to get along with Sister Juan all day.
But Sister Juan shook her head firmly.
No, it will definitely not work tomorrow.Yingying will also be at home tomorrow, and your father... he might come back too, but tomorrow is impossible.
That day after tomorrow...
Is it the weekend the day after tomorrow?Didn’t I agree with you? I can’t let the rest of my family know.
Then, my proposal was rejected while Yingying was not at home at school, because if Yingying wanted to go to school, I would also go to school. Sister Juan would never allow this to delay my normal study.
Which day will Ah be?
Let me think about it...
Sister Juan seemed to not want to talk to me anymore, so she stood up, clearly showing off her guests.
But I felt that I had been writing a blank check and stood in front of Sister Juan with reluctance.
What are you going to do?
The majesty and anger that Sister Juan showed in an instant made me subconsciously want to retreat.
But I still gritted my teeth and held on, and put on a lingering attitude: Sister Juan, you must agree on which day it will be, so I will think about it every day.
Sister Juan wanted to scold me at first, but later she realized that it was not a solution to delay for so long.
After all, she had agreed, and it was never her style to regret it after she agreed.Come here.
Sister Juan suddenly said this, then turned around and sat back on the bed.
I was stunned for a while before I realized that Sister Juan wanted to fulfill her promise on the spot and deal with it for me
Sexual desire.
I was ecstatic because I didn't dare to think about this possibility.
Sister Juan, sitting on the bed, patted the sheet beside her and lowered her voice and said: Hurry up, don’t waste time. After finishing, go to take a shower and go to bed quickly. Don’t make a sound. If Yingying wakes up, I will never help you again.
I could only nod my head constantly, and sat next to Sister Juan desperately suppressing the ecstasy in my heart.
Then, Sister Juan turned on the air conditioner and sat face to face with me.
She glanced at me, but for some reason she immediately avoided looking at me.
My hands and feet were activated due to excitement when I sat in front of her, and my penis under my crotch had reached its maximum erection from the beginning of hearing this news.
You took off your pants yourself.
Sister Juan turned her head and didn't go to see me, and whispered this.
I took off my pants and underwear at once in a hurry, and threw them aside, not caring whether it was flying to the bed or under the bed.
Don't throw clothes around!You don’t know how tired I am when I wash your dirty clothes every day.
Seeing that Sister Juan was like me, she immediately switched to the old mother mode and couldn't help but say angrily.
Oh, then I, pick it up.
I stood up from the bed naked, trying to get out of bed and pick up the clothes that fell to the ground.
OK, OK!Let it be put there first...and then pick it up later.
But Sister Juan stopped me the moment I stood up. She covered her eyes, as if she didn't want to see anything.
I lowered my head and immediately understood the reason why she acted like this.
Because I was too excited, I had been in an erection for a long time, and I have been maintaining this way.
Sister Juan didn't feel it when I was wearing clothes just now. Now I was standing in front of her, my erect penis was on the same level as Sister Juan's face sitting.
As long as Sister Juan stretches out her hand, she can touch my penis that has been beating.
I sat down again, but changed my position and sat closer to Sister Juan.
What are you doing?
Perhaps it was my approach that made Sister Juan feel nervous, but she subconsciously shrank her shoulders.
I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to get closer...
You don’t have to move your seat, just like that!Remember, don't move Ah!
Perhaps realizing that he couldn't escape, Sister Juan sighed and stretched out a hand.
She kept covering her left hand in front of her, otherwise we would not have any intersection with each other's eyes and would not have wanted to look at my naked desires and body.
But without visual guidance, Sister Juan would not be able to know my exact location.
Her right hand waved several times in the air before finally touching my body.
I remained motionless, following the content agreed with Sister Juan before, and completely passively let her do it.
Sister Juan's hand touched my chest. Although it was still separated by the clothes, I felt like I was connected with her.
I could even feel the beating of her heart from Sister Juan’s fingertips. This may just be my own illusion, but I was really moved by this little physical contact.
However, when Sister Juan's hand kept poking around other parts of my body, but she didn't touch the important places, I still couldn't hold back.
Sister Juan, you touched the wrong place...
I know!Don't talk, I'll do it myself.
Sister Juan's voice was strong and fucked. Her hand had touched my naked thighs, but she hesitated at this step and did not move further for a long time.
I can't help it.
I stretched out a hand, violated the agreement in the three chapters of the law with Sister Juan, and took the initiative to grab her hand.
Sister Juan's body beat significantly in front of my eyes.
But she did not break free, nor did she make a refusal.
I could only see panic and helpless feelings on her face that covered her eyes with her hands.
Sister Juan, here...
I swallowed, held Sister Juan's hand, and gently placed it on my erect penis.
Sister Juan's hand finally touched the incarnation of my desire.
Just after that moment of contact, I felt that the blood in my body was concentrating on my lower body, and I could hardly control myself and burst out in an instant.
OK, I get it, let go of me...
Sister Juan finally spoke, and I did not continue to hold her hand that felt very touched, and remained silent again and waited for her to move.
There is no way to retreat.
Finally taking this step, Sister Juan simply let go of her defense.
Although she was still covering her eyes, the movements on her hands were obviously much bolder and more direct than when she was tempted on me at the beginning.
Sister Juan's hands were a little cold, and the touch felt very comfortable when it came into contact with the hot penis. Even though she had not moved any movement, just like this contact made me feel dizzy in front of me.
Sister Juan's subsequent actions made me even more unbearable. She gently surrounded my penis and began to carefully stroke back and forth.
Sister Juan…
I couldn't help but shout, my breath became heavy, and my waist bent down.
Don't talk, how did I tell you?
Ah, um...
I endured the joy and moans from the bottom of my heart, and my body trembled more and more obvious.
Sister Juan’s technique is actually very rough. She seemed to be afraid of hurting me. The hand holding the penis was very strong and the range of movements back and forth was also very gentle. But such a gentle technique made me feel unprecedented stimulation.
Because this is what Sister Juan is doing for me!
It was my beloved lover who was doing it for me!
Moreover, her current identity is still my stepmother...
We sat on the big bed shared by her and my father, doing such a despicable thing that goes against traditional human ethics.
Thinking of this, I became unable to control myself anymore.
Ah ， ahahah ……
I let out a low growl and my body began to twitch involuntarily.
Sister Juan didn't react at all. She was still holding my penis and moving back and forth.
When the first heat flow hit her palm and made her understand what was going on, it was too late.
You, are you coming out now?
Sister Juan’s unexpected voice made my self-esteem as a man deeply frustrated at that moment.
But I could no longer control myself. Streams of semen ejaculated from the palm of Sister Juan's hand held, hitting her arms, clothes, and also landing on the sheets and quilts between us.
I supported the bed with my hands. Only by doing this can I avoid slumping in front of Sister Juan.
Sister Juan finally understood what she should do. She quickly moved away from me and grabbed a box of prepared tissues from the head of the bedside.
You, why did you come out now?At least you tell me Ah in advance, I'm not prepared at all...
Sister Juan whispered to me, but her hands kept wiping the semen everywhere with a tissue.
Ah, my clothes are also stuck... Xiaoyu, get up quickly, don’t lie down, give you tissues, quickly wipe your body clean.
I raised my waist with difficulty and watched Sister Juan rush to deal with the aftermath.
Then, an idea suddenly emerged in my mind.
Sister Juan, my waist can't move anymore, can you help me?
What?
Sister Juan finally stopped covering her eyes. She looked at me who was still naked, and her eyes were full of disbelief.
You...you can't just wipe it yourself?Such a small thing, do I want me to help you with Ah?
I knew this was completely my personal wishful thinking, and I didn't continue to persist. I reached out and said: Give me the tissue...
But when I took the tissue from Sister Juan's hand, an accident happened. My hand shook and the tissue fell on the bed.
You, you really can't move?
Sister Juan misunderstood my reaction. She really thought my body was too excited.
Ah, well...
I just make mistakes and don't make clarifications or refutations.
Sister Juan looked at me, and her eyes frequently moved on my face and my naked lower body.
In the end, she compromised.
OK OK OK I'll help you... Anyway, I've already done this.
Sister Juan muttered, pulled up a few new tissues, and then reached into my crotch.
I raised my waist slightly so that Sister Juan could touch my lower body more conveniently.
As Sister Juan bent down and stretched her arms forward, I quietly looked at her.
Although she still didn't want to look at me, because she had to wipe my lower body, her hands were occupied, which made her have to close her eyelids to block her vision.
But as a result, the movements on her hands became quite clumsy, and she even accidentally hung them on my foreskin with her nails.
Hiss, it hurts!
Hearing my painful cry, Sister Juan's closed eyes trembled, as if she was about to open the next second.
But she still insisted, fumbled with her hands to wipe the softened penis, the base of her thighs and scrotum for me.
OK, it's all clean, right?
Sister Juan closed her eyes. She couldn't see my people, so she didn't realize that she was saying something she said in front of my nose.
I looked at her and felt her breathing close to me.
Then, I said against my will: There is still a little sticky below...
Sister Juan was unhappy and hit me in the thigh: Then go take a shower immediately!No matter how much I wipe it for you, it is not as clean as water.
I had no reason to delay any more, so I could only leave the bed and pick up my clothes and put them on my body.
Sister Juan was finally able to free her eyes. She looked at the traces left by me and her brows became furrowed.
I have to wash the bed sheets tomorrow, Ah...and pillows, why does it smell like this? Ah...
She seemed to have completely forgotten my existence, murmured with the housework that would be added tomorrow.
And when I looked at her and her busy posture because of me, I suddenly felt a strange pleasure in my heart.
I left my taste here.
Just like animals mark their own territory with smell, Sister Juan now has my unique temperature left behind.
This idea took root in my mind from the moment it arises and gradually grew like wild weeds.
What are you still standing?Go and take a shower and then go to rest early!
I won't go to school tomorrow...
That won't work either!Go out quickly and go back to your room!
I was driven out, but before I left, Sister Juan sighed and said.
Remember, you can't tell others about this, especially your dad...
I looked at Sister Juan, who was frowning, with a hint of regret in her voice.
Then, I nodded with a heavy emphasis.
That night, when I returned to the room, I didn't masturbate before going to bed for the first time.
Because I have been satisfied, the dual satisfaction of both mental and physical satisfaction is so strong that I can't even give birth to a trace of sexual desire.
Moreover, I must abide by the agreement with Sister Juan.
But at the same time, the growing desire has taken deep roots in my heart.
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