Chapter 10: Tearing pain

When I heard the knock on the door, I subconsciously pulled the quilt and covered my body. I thought to myself, and my mother saw Dahuang on my bed and would definitely guess what we did just now.

But I never expected that Dahuang was moving faster than me, and jumped off the bed and crawled under the bed.

Just as I pulled the quilt to cover my body, my mother pushed open the door and walked in, and asked: Lulu, are you okay? Then the light was turned on by my mother.

Ah? No... It's okay, I'm fine! I haven't come back from the high tension just now, and I feel a little guilty even when I say it

My little heart was jumping fast. It was so dangerous just now. Dahuang is really smart now. He actually knows to hide. If it weren't for hiding, it would definitely be discovered by my mother. That would be really embarrassing.

I quickly took deep breaths to calm down my nervous mood, otherwise my mother would see something abnormal later.

My mother quickly walked towards my bed, then she sat down beside my bed, reached out to touch my sweaty forehead, and asked: Tell me what's wrong with me?

Mom, I'm really fine, I just had a dream, I responded in a tone of calmness

Why are all sweating? Even my hair is wet, my mother asked again

Ah? I really had a dream. I said it again

Oh? Is it a spring dream? Mom asked

No! I said subconsciously

My mother asked, obviously she had seen something, but fortunately she didn't see what Dahuang and I had just done, so I immediately changed my words: OK, yes

After saying that, I felt my cheeks start to get hot

Well, is there any physical and hygiene classes in school? Mom continues to ask

I answered vaguely: Well... I think I'm talking about it, what's wrong?

My mother grabbed me and grabbed the left hand of the quilt, took out my hand, then held it in her palm, and said: Silly child, did you just have a dream and secretly masturbate when you wake up?

I didn't say anything, I must have blushed at this moment

Our Lulu has grown up and knows she is shy

As my mother said, she scraped my nose and continued: Mom just wanted to tell you to restrain yourself. Proper masturbation can relieve the pressure of learning and improve sleep! But you should not be addicted. You should know that too much is too much. Once you are too addicted to that feeling, it will make you unable to concentrate on your studies, and it is harmful to your physical and mental health.

I... I don't know what to say

Also, to masturbate correctly, that is... it is to massage the clitoris with your fingers. By the way, do you know where the clitoris is? Mom asked me as she said

Well, I responded in a low voice. Now my face is so hot that I can probably fry eggs directly on my forehead.

Mom continued: Well, don’t clamp your legs, and don’t clamp your quilt, pillows, etc. In addition, don’t stuff your fingers or other foreign objects into it, do you know?

Don’t stuff your fingers or other foreign objects into it. I understand, but why don’t you clamp your legs or quilts? I really don’t understand, but I have the habit of clamping legs and quilts. After hesitating for a long time, I finally mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice: Mom, why can’t you clamp your legs?

Because when you are in love, a large amount of mucus will be secreted at the vaginal opening. If you develop the masturbation habit of clamping legs and quilts, and if you clamp your legs and quilts for many years, these mucus will be absorbed by the skin of your private parts, resulting in melanin deposition

Then what? I asked in a low voice

You are already sixteen years old and often use your father's computer to surf the Internet using the excuse of studying. There is a word on the Internet called "Black fungus". You should have heard of it? Mom said

Ah!

Only then did I understand melanin concentration. So that's how it comes about?

But isn’t it said online that if you do too much sex, you will become black fungus?

So I asked in a low voice: But what is said online is that if you do too much, you will be like that.

What kind of thing? Mom asked me jokingly

Oh, mom, you ask me knowingly! I said dissatisfiedly and talked to my mother for a few words. Now I feel shy, so I speak a lot louder.

OK OK OK Mom smiled and said: Also, the thing you just said is definitely not allowed to do before you go to college! You are not allowed to talk about love, do you hear it?

Mom, what are you talking nonsense? I don't follow

Also, you have to restrain your masturbation, at most once a week. Mom thought about it and added: No, you are still too leisurely. Get up half an hour early tomorrow morning, I will take you to run in the morning

Oh, mom, the first exam is about to be in. I don’t have enough sleep every day. You asked me to get up half an hour early, and I won’t let anyone live

Mom thought for a while and said: Then wait for the summer vacation to start, get up every morning and run to exercise. In addition, during the summer vacation, I plan to sign you up for a few interest classes. You can think about what you want to learn first.

I want to learn to play guitar, sing, dance, and... I think Ah, I'll tell you tomorrow morning

I happily said what I wanted to learn, and I had thrown the embarrassment of masturbating and being discovered by my mother to the sky.

OK, then you go to bed quickly, you have to go to school tomorrow morning

As he said that, my mother stuffed my hand back into the quilt, then helped me tuck the corners of the quilt, then turned around and walked out of my room, turned off the lights for me, and gently brought it to the door.

I heard my mother's footsteps gradually getting smaller, and then I lay down to the edge of the bed and looked under the bed, but found that there was no sign of Dahuang under the bed. Did it slip out while my mother was talking to me?

I lay back on the bed and couldn't help but start to recall the wonderful feeling I had just now. Was that the real climax just now?

Why is it different from the orgasm I reached when masturbating?

It's obviously much more comfortable than I do myself, that's...

I am so tired. I remember that I heard from my classmate Chen Yuanyuan that girls will not be tired if they have sex without moving. But she said that she had had sexual experience. Did she brag?

I was obviously lying down and didn't move, but I was so tired after the climax that I felt limp and had no strength at all.

I recalled the wonderful feeling of being licked by Dahuang just now. I don’t know how long it took, but I felt the door being gently pushed open again. I raised my head and looked at the door. Dahuang’s figure slipped in again in the darkness. Then it pressed down the door handle and closed the door gently. This scene was too weird. Its behavior was not like a dog, but it gave me more like a person’s behavior.

Then Dahuang jumped onto the bed and lay inside me again, just separated by a layer of quilt from me. It seemed that it was not satisfied with the layer of quilt from me, and immediately got into the quilt, then turned around in the quilt, lay beside me, and still put its chin on my arm.

Dahuang, why do you feel weird to me today? I feel like you are not the same Dahuang as before. Could it be that you were possessed by the devil?

I felt a little creepy as I said that, and my body couldn't help but tremble. I quickly pressed the switch at the head of the bed to turn on the light

Ah Woo Dahuang called out softly, is it telling me, right?

Why did you slip out just now? I asked

Dahuang didn't respond. Uh, I thought it couldn't speak, and couldn't answer the complicated question I just said. It could only answer my judgment question of yes or not. So I asked again: After my mother went downstairs, she went to the doghouse to see if you were inside?

Dahuang raised her head and licked my face

I was not confused about not being able to lick my face. This answer shocked me. My mother didn't say anything just now, but in fact she already suspected that Dahuang had entered my room?

After a while, I came to my senses and asked in a low voice: Have you been doing that kind of thing with my mother for a long time?

This time, after a long time, he licked my face again, and then screamed again. What is this answer?

Then the first time you did that kind of thing with your mother, was it that you sneaked into your mother's room in the middle of the night, and then did it to my mother like you did to me while I was asleep?

I have a trace of fantasy, I hope it's not my mother's initiative

Ah Woo Dahuang called out immediately

Then why did you sneak into my room in the middle of the night to do that to me?

After saying that, I realized that Dahuang could not answer such a question, so I added: Do you also want to do things to me like you did to my mother?

This time Dahuang didn't answer me, so she got into the quilt and buried her head in my private parts and licked it.

Ah...um...um...um...um...I was immediately licked by it and couldn't help but moan. I quickly reached out to cover my mouth and blocked my moans in my throat.

Dahuang licked about a dozen sips under me, and I was moved by it. Then it lay on my body. I felt its hot glans touching my private parts, and then I kept looking for the entrance around me. I was so moved that I had forgotten all the words my mother said just now that I didn't know what she said, and took the initiative to reach out to hold Dahuang's penis and aimed it at the entrance of my vagina.

Rhubarb exerted lightly, and the glans squeezed into the hole. Then I felt a severe pain coming from my lower body, so I quickly made a sound to stop it.

No, it hurts! Stop quickly. I hug the rhubarb tightly and prevent it from continuing to penetrate it.

Dahuang stopped thrusting well, and then he put his head into my pajamas and whispered. I quickly unbuttoned the pajamas, and then Dahuang licked my not-so-full breasts. Is it so comfortable to lick here?

Um... Um... Um... I couldn't help but moan by it, and then I felt that the dark yellow penis began to slowly tear open my body and squeezed into it, and it felt like there was no hole under me, but it was torn a hole open.

Hiss The pain came again, and finally the pain exceeded the pleasure it brought to me by licking my chest. My tears were flowing down my pain, but I didn't dare to scream loudly, so I could only cover my mouth tightly and exclaim in depression.