Just like a fairy tale, when everyone chooses their partner, they will have a very gorgeous dream. Men will have a princess dream, and women will have a princess dream. But most of the time, a frog may not necessarily become a prince. Those who are called princesses may not necessarily be the Snow White in your heart.
I am not a prince, and of course I am not a frog, but there is an ugly duckling in my home who has grown into a swan with gorgeous growth in my swan
My wife and I are middle school classmates, but she is a little girl in the city and I am a stinky guy from the countryside
Maybe because I started boarding in elementary school and was independent early, I came into contact with some adult things very early. After reading pictures and countless movies, I developed a pair of fiery eyes. It was not that I could discover beauty, but no matter how generous and ugly the school uniform was covered, I could see at a glance whether the figure of the girl opposite was good or bad. At this point, I admire myself for always finding details that others can't find, but no matter how powerful the eyes are, there are times when I get confused, such as my wife.
When I was in school, my wife was very inconspicuous in the class. She always had a pair of wide-edged black-framed glasses that almost covered half of her face. She always used a handkerchief to tie a big tail braid behind her head. The loose school uniform that was always bigger and bigger almost completely hidden her figure. Not to mention the class beauty, I guess she couldn't even be a group flower. At that time, my eyes basically didn't turn around on her.
I was actually sitting behind my wife's side, with our group beside the window, I sat on the side of the aisle, and she was beside the window in front
The teaching resources were not as good as they are now. There were nearly 60 people in a class, so the location was relatively crowded, and I finally found a baby by accident.
It was an autumn (no singing here). One day, when I was in class, I didn't sleep well because I was hiding from the quilt the night before, and during class, I lay on the desk and slept in a daze. I was confused. I heard the ringtone of class in my ears, and then a nice fragrance came from the front of my head. It was not the smell of perfume or shampoo. How to say it is a unique body fragrance for girls, natural and fresh.
I slowly opened my eyes, and what caught my eye was a situation that I would never forget in my life
Because the seats are relatively crowded, my wife had to let her deskmate go forward to the seats inside, and the position was still not enough. At that time, I was sleeping again. She was embarrassed to ask me to retreat, so she could only try her best to squeeze in. When I opened my eyes, a beautiful buttock full of youthful atmosphere was just a few inches in front of me. Because of the squeezing of the desk, her back legs were stuck on the edge of the table, which looked like she had knocked her entire buttocks on my desk. And because she had to lift back as much as possible to get her deskmate's chair back, so for the first time I found: her butt was so beautiful, and her school uniform and pants were loose.Yes, nothing can be seen. Today, I finally tightened in front of me. The edges of the trousers of the composite knitted fabric were squeezed out by the plump buttocks. It was like a master of painting. Although there were few lines, it could almost perfectly show her peach-shaped buttocks: round, delicate, upright, plump. Especially the two balls of buttocks squeezed out by the desk were bulging and round, making people want to pounce on them. I quickly kept my head away and looked away, worried that I would have a nosebleed. It was said that women, one looked at the chest and the other looked at the buttocks. For me, I liked to look at the buttocks more. Why?
Because peeping behind the butt is not easy to be discovered
And my wife's buttocks make me feel like I'll see her back for a while in the future, and I want to reach out to touch her.
After that, I began to pay attention to her gradually and found that behind her big black-framed glasses, there was a charm that was difficult for others to discover.
Her eyes were actually very big, and her long eyelashes were almost brushed onto the glasses. If you look closely, her lips were not the traditional cherry mouth, nor the exaggerated big mouth, but the corners of her mouth were a little natural upturned, and her red lips were fleshy and plump. Experienced people know that such lips would be very comfortable and fleshy when kissing like this.
Moreover, her skin is very white, as tender and smooth as a peeled egg, with a little pink inside. I just feel that the more she looks more charming, the more she looks better and better. Before I knew it, my heart gradually fell into pieces and didn't know it.
In fact, we did not have a deeper intersection in the first two years of high school, and she was like an ugly duckling, always hiding silently in the corner of the classroom, not getting into evil with others, and no more people could understand her in depth.
The turn with her was an accident
Those days, I found that she was always a little depressed in class. She often covered her stomach and lay on the table. When it was the best, she would sweat on her forehead.
The young boy of that age is still ignorant. Who would have noticed this? But I was precocious and soon discovered it. I knew she must have dysmenorrhea. It is said that dysmenorrhea in women is the most painful thing, and there are few ways to relieve it.
I saw it and felt a little heartbroken in my heart. I wanted to relieve her. I really had no other thoughts at that time.
During class, I used other classmates' mobile phones to check online
After school at noon, after lunch, I did not go back to the dormitory, but climbed over the wall and went to more than ten stores, and finally bought a hot water bag. After all, it was just early autumn, and it was not the season for selling this thing.
I hurried back to the dormitory again. It was almost time for class. I waited for the water to boil and then put it in a black bag. I ran to the classroom with sweat. The first class was self-study, but I was caught by the head teacher. As a poor student, I naturally had to be trained. After a burst of scolding, I was put into the classroom.
When I sat down, I gently poked her with a pen. She turned around impatiently, and then saw the black plastic bag in my hand smiling.
Me? She said to me with a curious mouth shape
I nodded surely, she took it carefully
Be careful, I whispered to her
She instantly understood what it was, her face turned red, and she kept red to her ears. She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look back at me all afternoon. However, she did not refuse my water bottle, but hugged it in her arms, which made me very happy.
She didn't look back until after school, but I still noticed that when she left the classroom, she glanced at me and saw that I noticed it. She quickly turned her head, her face was red again, and her indescribable cuteness made my heart fly
The next morning, I stuffed the brown sugar water I secretly cooked the night before to her arms.
So, every morning, I would force something into her without saying a word, and she was shy from the beginning to a little adaptable.
When I stuffed her hawthorn cinnamon twig brown sugar water on the fifth day, she finally spoke stutteringly: That...I'm already done
Ah I was a little stunned, and then I felt a little bit like that. I quickly took back the brown sugar water. I didn't know what to do. I just opened the lid and drank it in one breath.
Puchi She couldn't help laughing and I found out for the first time that she smiled so beautifully and sweetly, and she suddenly became obsessed.
Idiot, she blushed and cursed softly
What are you laughing at? I asked stupidly
You are specially for girls to drink this soup. Seeing that I was stupid, she couldn't help but giggle again. That morning, the sun was extremely bright, just like my mood.
What would have unexpected to the officials was that our relationship did not make a leaps and bounds. On the contrary, everything seemed to be back in the past. There was no more words between the two. In the eyes of other students, we were no different from usual. Only when the two met occasionally, there would be a little more to say. Even when the eyes were mingled in physical education class, there would be a little joy.
Every time I stretched out my hand, she could know whether I wanted to borrow a pencil or an eraser before I could speak; every time she had her period, I could feel whether she was starting to feel pain again, but no one spoke, and she didn't break this layer of paper full of sweet youth.
Time flies so fast, and in such a vague sweetness, we all began to truly face the college entrance examination. Occasionally, during chats during evening self-study, she would ask her classmates what they thought, but I understand that it would be good to be admitted to college based on my own grades. How could I have so many thoughts? This inferiority complex has never spoken.
So, in this forbearance and resentment, we entered the college entrance examination room together
The results of the college entrance examination were as expected. I failed and failed to get into college. She got her wish and got into the key university in her ideal and will fly to Shanghai.
I thought I was destined to be a person from two worlds. I quietly missed the celebration meeting in the class and cut off all contact with her. I only hid behind the pillars of the waiting hall when she got on the plane. I watched her look around full of desire until she boarded the plane, and looked back from time to time. I didn't dare to go out, so I could only let myself cry.
In the following year, I seemed to be a walking corpse, surviving in Internet cafes all day long, sometimes staying for days and nights, trying hard to forget her, but I found that my memory became clearer and my longing became stronger and stronger.
Until one day, my father in the countryside told me to help me find a job in Shanghai and go to a restaurant there to be an apprentice.
I really want to try my best to control myself and not disturb her college life, but when my feet stepped out of the train car, my thoughts surged like a tide, making me want to see her irresistible.
So, I finally made up my mind to meet her
In the end, I walked into her campus, holding the soup I made for her in my arms
After many twists and turns, I finally found out about her dormitory, but was stopped by the dormitory aunt. In desperation, I had to stop a girl and stammered: Me... classmate, can you please... give Fang Qitong from Building 505, and then say... say... her brother came to see her.
I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't dare to say it was her classmate, but only said it was her brother. Because after she got used to my care, she once said: I would be her brother, so I'd better
In fact, because of this sentence, I have never dared to confess to her. Maybe she always treats me as her brother, but I don’t know if she still remembers this sentence of her.
Her dormitory is on the outermost side of a long dormitory building, and then there is a forest. I stood beside the woods and looked up hard at it, trying to find which room 505 was in. But no matter how wide the eyes were, I couldn't tell which dormitory it was.
After about 10 minutes, a girl's scream suddenly came from the dormitory building. It was a surprise, irresistible scream. Then I saw her running out of a dormitory on the 5th floor, screaming and running towards the stairs (actually, this scene comes from my own personal experience, but now, I am a father and she is also a mother. She is not my daughter's mother, and I am not her son's father. There are always so many helplessness in the world. I missed once, maybe I missed a lifetime)
I watched her panting and running down from the upstairs, screaming and falling down, then hugged my hand tightly, without any concern about my arms being deeply embedded in the softness of her chest. This was the first time I knew that what was not inferior to her beautiful buttocks was that her breasts were so soft as well:
We fell in love inexplicably suddenly
She is still wearing those big black-framed glasses. The always loose sportswear always covers herself tightly, but I already know what kind of devilishness is under that looseness.
During her four years in college, I didn't eat her. I always wanted her to think clearly whether she would like to be a poor worker who has no education, but she seemed to be extremely firm in our relationship.
During those four years, I worked hard in that restaurant, and got the recognition of a foreign chef and taught me a lot of Western food methods step by step. Later I found out that this restaurant is called Michelin
The night she graduated from college, I made an appointment with her alone, and for the first time, I fully demonstrated my cooking skills, which surprised her extremely
After she poured a whole bottle of red wine, she blushed and pushed me backwards. You read that right, she forced me down. When she saw that bright red slowly blooming from the part where I and her, I knew that she would be my woman in this life
This is the story before my wife and I got married
The year when I became each other, I was Duan Fei, 26 years old, and she, Fang Qitong, 23 years old.
After graduating from university, Qitong was admitted to graduate school. Two years later, when she graduated from graduate school, we got married.
My wife let go of herself on the night after we got engaged. They went out for a walk that day. Before I knew it, it was past 9 o'clock. I accidentally found that there was a small studio on the street that was not closed yet
Wife, we have been together for so long and have never taken art photos. Will you take one? I pointed to the studio
No, I want to keep a wedding dress. She holds my hand and looks full of happiness.
Wedding dress is a wedding dress. I advise her that artistic photos are artistic photos, keep the most beautiful you.
Do you mean I will become a yellow-faced woman sooner or later? She pinched me a few times
I screamed in pain, I didn't ask you to keep it as a souvenir? As for what a yellow-faced woman, is it important? Anyway, I've been pestering you all my life
You are the sweetest. She smiled sweetly, let's go, Mr. Duan
Because it was already evening, there were no one in the studio, but when we saw us walking in, a welcome lady came up to us.
Hello, welcome, do you want to take photos?
Yes, wife answered
OK, so let’s ask you two to have a simple exchange here first. The female staff led us to the table in the middle of the hall. Is this the first time you are here to take a photo?
Yes, this time it's my answer
Is it a wedding dress or an artistic photo? Is it just for beautiful women, or is it a handsome guy and beautiful woman taking photos together? The female staff asked and recorded it while recording.
This... Let's take an artistic photo together.
Don't take pictures with you. My wife suddenly became naughty, I'll just take pictures
Why? I shouted
No, I like it! My wife smiled terriblely
Does the beauty want to shoot sexy or conservatively? The female staff asked again
Do you have clothes? My wife hesitated for a moment
Yes, why don't you pick out the clothes first?
Okay, my wife stood up, you were waiting outside, she pointed at me, and I had to sit down again,
Seeing my wife and the female staff go in, I sit there bored and wait. I see a few photo albums on the table. I picked it up. One of them is wedding photos, one is fresh art photos, and the other is sexy photo photos. As a man, I naturally look at the photo photos first. When I open the album, a faint smell of flesh came to my face. Nowadays, girls are so brave. Several photos are wrapped around my body with a long gauze, and my round butt is so naked outside.
I go I sighed, thinking: My wife won't choose this, but she keeps looking through her hands
Obviously this is a selected album, and the models in it are not the same
Actually, you have such a good figure, there is no need to hide it.
I vaguely heard what the staff inside were persuading. Our studio has been open for so long, and you are the most devilish in shape. Really, I don’t want to leave a souvenir for not having a child. In the future, if you have a child, you can’t even take pictures.
Then there was a soft discussion inside, but I couldn't hear it clearly
After a while: Are you going to choose these?
The female staff member asked, and seemed to be affirmed, she said again: OK, let's go put on makeup first, you have a good foundation, just put on some light makeup, I'll ask the photographer to prepare.
After saying that, the female staff member walked out from behind the curtain and took his wife straight to the second floor. I quickly followed.
Although I only need to put on light makeup, I actually prepared for more than 40 minutes before my wife walked out of the dressing room.
I was stunned for a moment, looked at the beauty walking out of my eyes, looked behind her in disbelief, thinking that it was another person
What to look at? The beauty opened her mouth and said angrily, it was her wife's voice
No! I'm exaggerating. Once your makeup is turned on, you have become a completely different person. You make me feel very crisis. Will there be a scout who will find you?
Go to your wife said shyly
Actually, what I said is not a lie. My wife, who took off her big black-framed glasses and simply took care of her hair, is really no worse than those internet celebrities.
The handsome guy is really lucky. The female staff member was wearing a few clothes in his hand and said to me with a smile, "I was filled with vanity in an instant, and I was in a very happy mood. I really found a treasure."
Can we take pictures of this outfit first? The female staff member raised a floral dress
Well, my wife whispered and blushed a little. She walked to me and pinched me. Don't be angry later.
Angry? Why? I'm so weird
When she came out of the locker room, I immediately understood why she said that
She was wearing a black knitted sweater with large mesh, which was very long and loose. I don’t know if it was intentional by the designer or why. The mesh of the sweater was very wide on the chest, making the two plump and half of the two breasts on her chest pop out, and it was just right when it was about to reach the top of her breasts, so that it would not be completely exposed, but it also showed two hemispheres faintly.
The sweater is very long, so my wife did not wear any other pants under her, revealing her long and white legs, which made people swallow their saliva.
This outfit must not blind the photographer's eyes when entering the studio?
He's cheap
I thought to myself
But let alone, this sexy sweater and light really took a different effect in the photographer's hands. His wife's hazy eyes, slightly opened red lips, towering half-ball, pink and white long legs
The studio was very quiet. No one spoke except the sound of shutters and flashes, as if he was afraid of disturbing this very special feeling.
Under the guidance of the photographer, my wife kept changing her posture and gradually became adapted from a somewhat shy state. Later, she boldly raised her hands behind her head, and the sweater was taken above her lower abdomen. Even her smooth and slightly curved belly was exposed, which scared me. Fortunately, she put on a piece of denim shorts under her, which obviously made me feel a false alarm.
The first set of clothes was not very long, it was only about ten minutes. The photographer looked through the photos in the camera a few times and felt it was pretty good. He signaled the staff to take his wife down to wear clothes.
My wife's second set of clothes was a black professional skirt. Her snow-white shirt was tightly stretched by her plump breasts on her chest, as if she could be bounced out at any time.
The hip-covered skirt on the lower body just outlines her round waist, a pair of straight and straight legs with black stockings, and her white and tender skin was faintly visible. She was a pair of red high-heeled patent leather shoes, which were completely OL girlish, informed and elegant, dignified and a bit of springy love, which was particularly seductive. Perhaps because compared to the first set of exposure, this set seemed much more daily, so my wife was obviously much more generous, and she was more bold and charming in the form of PSS. But she didn't know that for men, is this tightness more likely to make men excited than exposure?
At least I'm excited
My wife's third dress is a red dress, and a white top hat is pretty good.
After three sets of clothes, it was almost 11 o'clock. Under the guidance of the staff, my wife went down to change to the fourth set of clothes.
When she walked out, although she was very familiar with her, she almost made me bleeding from my nose even though she was very familiar with her.
It was a yellow floral skirt, very small and jastic, but I don’t know if it was because the skirt was small or her breasts were bigger. The tie on the collar was squeezed by the two plump balls on her chest, and it seemed to explode. I always knew that her breasts were big, but I didn’t expect it to be so obvious on this skirt.
Below her chest, her slender waist contracted sharply, and before the breast enhancement, it seemed to be very slender, and it was extremely slender with her grasp.
The hem of the skirt goes through her slender waist and spreads to both sides exaggeratedly. It feels like the bottom of the skirt has a substrate, and it also supports the hem of the skirt, like a shower, but I know that this kind of skirt will definitely not have a substrate. The reason for this exaggerated scene is because of her big butt, and because her breasts and buttocks are too full, it squeezes the fabric, making the hem of the yellow floral skirt very high, as if both hands can reveal the underwear.
I'll go, wife, this... I looked at my wife who has never been so sexy and seductive, and felt something was swelling under her pants.
Is it beautiful? She blinked at me
Yes, I nodded and the first thing that flashed through my mind was: Cheap photographers
But I was also a cheap photographer. I stood aside and watched the photographer take photos at his extremely sexy wife. I felt a little jealous, but I felt a little stimulating.
Especially when he saw him giving her breasts a close-up several times, his round and plump breasts looked extremely white under the flashlight, shining like diamonds.
In order to find a more beautiful angle, the photographer even asked his wife to stand with his back to him, with his hands behind him, and the photographer lay down and took photos from bottom to top. I also squatted down like him.
Grass
Even if I didn't lie down like a photographer, I could clearly see the bottom of her white underwear while squatting. Under her small underwear, her two buttocks were poking her head out.
Damn it, this photographer has not seen all her underwear
I caught some fire, but the photographer seemed to be very focused on the camera. Maybe this is professional. I think
But I glanced at me and found that the photographer's posture was a bit strange and his waist was a little bent. After a closer look, there was actually a large ball between his legs.
Oh shit
I cursed in my heart, but felt a little stimulating. Damn, I could only pass the eyeshadow and go back to eat myself. I thought about it with a bad taste. When I thought about it, the sourness in my heart faded a lot, but it was more proud of the treasure. After all, the bigger the photographer's reaction, it means that my wife is more tempting. I can only enjoy such a tempting wife. How proud it is.
That night, my wife took photos for more than an hour, especially the last set, and the time for the filming was almost half.
Later, the photographer had to drink water in big mouthfuls after taking two or three photos, but I was so hard that I couldn't stand up, so I could only sit on the side with my legs crossed.
Looking back now, it is hard to describe the complex mood at that time: the strong sour taste of my wife being eaten by someone makes me uncomfortable; there is also the pride of a woman who combines beautiful appearance and concave and devilish figures, but I take it down; there is also the pride that makes others feel stumbled and can't touch; there is even more, how can I say, the inexplicable excitement and stimulation exposed by my beloved woman in front of others
After the shooting, I returned to the small nest where we rented was close to 1 a.m., but I was still immersed in the excitement just now.
As soon as I walked into the room, I pressed her hard against the wall. Even her skirt couldn't be untied. The first time I pulled out her white underwear was extremely rude, and I poked it hard. To my surprise, she was actually soaked underneath, and I felt a slickering fingers across the edge of her pants.
Ah... She hummed softly
Á… I roared
Then, with almost no pause, I started my in and out. That night, her smoothness soaked the junction of our two people like a spring, and my extraordinary courage also made her sing and moan in a series of delicate spirits.
It was not until the third ejaculation inside her that both of us collapsed on the bed
Husband, you are so awesome today. Did you take the medicine? My wife looked at her with silky eyes and her mouth was filled with spring
Today is so exciting. I am still wandering around her smooth body.
What's so exciting? My wife is strange
In the studio, I smiled, reached into her thighs, stretched my middle finger down, and then slid into her slimy place.
Pervert She smiled and photographed me, you are still excited when my wife is seen
You think Ah, the photographer is so hard that he can only watch but not touch. How uncomfortable it is, if you can't do it, you can only go back and eat yourself. I said with a wicked smile, my fingers coming in and out of her vagina.
Did you see it? His wife smiled and said with a sweet smile
Of course, the photographer was so big that you didn't see it? The female staff member next to him blushed, and I laughed
Well... She murmured, you're so bad
Aren't you excited? I asked her with a wicked smile
Not as perverted as you, she glanced at me
I don't know who was soaked when he came back. I laughed
Husband! She took a photo of me again
Alas, wife, let me tell you why I was so brave tonight. I was a little curious. You always wrapped yourself tightly.
Because I found someone who can live a lifetime Ah She looked at me, as if she ignored the pulling of my finger between her legs. I knew since I was a child that this figure was a gauntlet, so I always hid it well. She looked at me affectionately. Now that I have a husband, I don’t have to hide it anymore. She played a naughty way out her tongue and licked my naked chest. You have a beautiful wife, be careful, dare you not be nice to me, or I’m sorry, I’ll cuckold you.
She was vicious, and I once again overturned her on the bed. It was on that night that my wife had
I am not a prince, and of course I am not a frog, but there is an ugly duckling in my home who has grown into a swan with gorgeous growth in my swan
My wife and I are middle school classmates, but she is a little girl in the city and I am a stinky guy from the countryside
Maybe because I started boarding in elementary school and was independent early, I came into contact with some adult things very early. After reading pictures and countless movies, I developed a pair of fiery eyes. It was not that I could discover beauty, but no matter how generous and ugly the school uniform was covered, I could see at a glance whether the figure of the girl opposite was good or bad. At this point, I admire myself for always finding details that others can't find, but no matter how powerful the eyes are, there are times when I get confused, such as my wife.
When I was in school, my wife was very inconspicuous in the class. She always had a pair of wide-edged black-framed glasses that almost covered half of her face. She always used a handkerchief to tie a big tail braid behind her head. The loose school uniform that was always bigger and bigger almost completely hidden her figure. Not to mention the class beauty, I guess she couldn't even be a group flower. At that time, my eyes basically didn't turn around on her.
I was actually sitting behind my wife's side, with our group beside the window, I sat on the side of the aisle, and she was beside the window in front
The teaching resources were not as good as they are now. There were nearly 60 people in a class, so the location was relatively crowded, and I finally found a baby by accident.
It was an autumn (no singing here). One day, when I was in class, I didn't sleep well because I was hiding from the quilt the night before, and during class, I lay on the desk and slept in a daze. I was confused. I heard the ringtone of class in my ears, and then a nice fragrance came from the front of my head. It was not the smell of perfume or shampoo. How to say it is a unique body fragrance for girls, natural and fresh.
I slowly opened my eyes, and what caught my eye was a situation that I would never forget in my life
Because the seats are relatively crowded, my wife had to let her deskmate go forward to the seats inside, and the position was still not enough. At that time, I was sleeping again. She was embarrassed to ask me to retreat, so she could only try her best to squeeze in. When I opened my eyes, a beautiful buttock full of youthful atmosphere was just a few inches in front of me. Because of the squeezing of the desk, her back legs were stuck on the edge of the table, which looked like she had knocked her entire buttocks on my desk. And because she had to lift back as much as possible to get her deskmate's chair back, so for the first time I found: her butt was so beautiful, and her school uniform and pants were loose.Yes, nothing can be seen. Today, I finally tightened in front of me. The edges of the trousers of the composite knitted fabric were squeezed out by the plump buttocks. It was like a master of painting. Although there were few lines, it could almost perfectly show her peach-shaped buttocks: round, delicate, upright, plump. Especially the two balls of buttocks squeezed out by the desk were bulging and round, making people want to pounce on them. I quickly kept my head away and looked away, worried that I would have a nosebleed. It was said that women, one looked at the chest and the other looked at the buttocks. For me, I liked to look at the buttocks more. Why?
Because peeping behind the butt is not easy to be discovered
And my wife's buttocks make me feel like I'll see her back for a while in the future, and I want to reach out to touch her.
After that, I began to pay attention to her gradually and found that behind her big black-framed glasses, there was a charm that was difficult for others to discover.
Her eyes were actually very big, and her long eyelashes were almost brushed onto the glasses. If you look closely, her lips were not the traditional cherry mouth, nor the exaggerated big mouth, but the corners of her mouth were a little natural upturned, and her red lips were fleshy and plump. Experienced people know that such lips would be very comfortable and fleshy when kissing like this.
Moreover, her skin is very white, as tender and smooth as a peeled egg, with a little pink inside. I just feel that the more she looks more charming, the more she looks better and better. Before I knew it, my heart gradually fell into pieces and didn't know it.
In fact, we did not have a deeper intersection in the first two years of high school, and she was like an ugly duckling, always hiding silently in the corner of the classroom, not getting into evil with others, and no more people could understand her in depth.
The turn with her was an accident
Those days, I found that she was always a little depressed in class. She often covered her stomach and lay on the table. When it was the best, she would sweat on her forehead.
The young boy of that age is still ignorant. Who would have noticed this? But I was precocious and soon discovered it. I knew she must have dysmenorrhea. It is said that dysmenorrhea in women is the most painful thing, and there are few ways to relieve it.
I saw it and felt a little heartbroken in my heart. I wanted to relieve her. I really had no other thoughts at that time.
During class, I used other classmates' mobile phones to check online
After school at noon, after lunch, I did not go back to the dormitory, but climbed over the wall and went to more than ten stores, and finally bought a hot water bag. After all, it was just early autumn, and it was not the season for selling this thing.
I hurried back to the dormitory again. It was almost time for class. I waited for the water to boil and then put it in a black bag. I ran to the classroom with sweat. The first class was self-study, but I was caught by the head teacher. As a poor student, I naturally had to be trained. After a burst of scolding, I was put into the classroom.
When I sat down, I gently poked her with a pen. She turned around impatiently, and then saw the black plastic bag in my hand smiling.
Me? She said to me with a curious mouth shape
I nodded surely, she took it carefully
Be careful, I whispered to her
She instantly understood what it was, her face turned red, and she kept red to her ears. She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look back at me all afternoon. However, she did not refuse my water bottle, but hugged it in her arms, which made me very happy.
She didn't look back until after school, but I still noticed that when she left the classroom, she glanced at me and saw that I noticed it. She quickly turned her head, her face was red again, and her indescribable cuteness made my heart fly
The next morning, I stuffed the brown sugar water I secretly cooked the night before to her arms.
So, every morning, I would force something into her without saying a word, and she was shy from the beginning to a little adaptable.
When I stuffed her hawthorn cinnamon twig brown sugar water on the fifth day, she finally spoke stutteringly: That...I'm already done
Ah I was a little stunned, and then I felt a little bit like that. I quickly took back the brown sugar water. I didn't know what to do. I just opened the lid and drank it in one breath.
Puchi She couldn't help laughing and I found out for the first time that she smiled so beautifully and sweetly, and she suddenly became obsessed.
Idiot, she blushed and cursed softly
What are you laughing at? I asked stupidly
You are specially for girls to drink this soup. Seeing that I was stupid, she couldn't help but giggle again. That morning, the sun was extremely bright, just like my mood.
What would have unexpected to the officials was that our relationship did not make a leaps and bounds. On the contrary, everything seemed to be back in the past. There was no more words between the two. In the eyes of other students, we were no different from usual. Only when the two met occasionally, there would be a little more to say. Even when the eyes were mingled in physical education class, there would be a little joy.
Every time I stretched out my hand, she could know whether I wanted to borrow a pencil or an eraser before I could speak; every time she had her period, I could feel whether she was starting to feel pain again, but no one spoke, and she didn't break this layer of paper full of sweet youth.
Time flies so fast, and in such a vague sweetness, we all began to truly face the college entrance examination. Occasionally, during chats during evening self-study, she would ask her classmates what they thought, but I understand that it would be good to be admitted to college based on my own grades. How could I have so many thoughts? This inferiority complex has never spoken.
So, in this forbearance and resentment, we entered the college entrance examination room together
The results of the college entrance examination were as expected. I failed and failed to get into college. She got her wish and got into the key university in her ideal and will fly to Shanghai.
I thought I was destined to be a person from two worlds. I quietly missed the celebration meeting in the class and cut off all contact with her. I only hid behind the pillars of the waiting hall when she got on the plane. I watched her look around full of desire until she boarded the plane, and looked back from time to time. I didn't dare to go out, so I could only let myself cry.
In the following year, I seemed to be a walking corpse, surviving in Internet cafes all day long, sometimes staying for days and nights, trying hard to forget her, but I found that my memory became clearer and my longing became stronger and stronger.
Until one day, my father in the countryside told me to help me find a job in Shanghai and go to a restaurant there to be an apprentice.
I really want to try my best to control myself and not disturb her college life, but when my feet stepped out of the train car, my thoughts surged like a tide, making me want to see her irresistible.
So, I finally made up my mind to meet her
In the end, I walked into her campus, holding the soup I made for her in my arms
After many twists and turns, I finally found out about her dormitory, but was stopped by the dormitory aunt. In desperation, I had to stop a girl and stammered: Me... classmate, can you please... give Fang Qitong from Building 505, and then say... say... her brother came to see her.
I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't dare to say it was her classmate, but only said it was her brother. Because after she got used to my care, she once said: I would be her brother, so I'd better
In fact, because of this sentence, I have never dared to confess to her. Maybe she always treats me as her brother, but I don’t know if she still remembers this sentence of her.
Her dormitory is on the outermost side of a long dormitory building, and then there is a forest. I stood beside the woods and looked up hard at it, trying to find which room 505 was in. But no matter how wide the eyes were, I couldn't tell which dormitory it was.
After about 10 minutes, a girl's scream suddenly came from the dormitory building. It was a surprise, irresistible scream. Then I saw her running out of a dormitory on the 5th floor, screaming and running towards the stairs (actually, this scene comes from my own personal experience, but now, I am a father and she is also a mother. She is not my daughter's mother, and I am not her son's father. There are always so many helplessness in the world. I missed once, maybe I missed a lifetime)
I watched her panting and running down from the upstairs, screaming and falling down, then hugged my hand tightly, without any concern about my arms being deeply embedded in the softness of her chest. This was the first time I knew that what was not inferior to her beautiful buttocks was that her breasts were so soft as well:
We fell in love inexplicably suddenly
She is still wearing those big black-framed glasses. The always loose sportswear always covers herself tightly, but I already know what kind of devilishness is under that looseness.
During her four years in college, I didn't eat her. I always wanted her to think clearly whether she would like to be a poor worker who has no education, but she seemed to be extremely firm in our relationship.
During those four years, I worked hard in that restaurant, and got the recognition of a foreign chef and taught me a lot of Western food methods step by step. Later I found out that this restaurant is called Michelin
The night she graduated from college, I made an appointment with her alone, and for the first time, I fully demonstrated my cooking skills, which surprised her extremely
After she poured a whole bottle of red wine, she blushed and pushed me backwards. You read that right, she forced me down. When she saw that bright red slowly blooming from the part where I and her, I knew that she would be my woman in this life
This is the story before my wife and I got married
The year when I became each other, I was Duan Fei, 26 years old, and she, Fang Qitong, 23 years old.
After graduating from university, Qitong was admitted to graduate school. Two years later, when she graduated from graduate school, we got married.
My wife let go of herself on the night after we got engaged. They went out for a walk that day. Before I knew it, it was past 9 o'clock. I accidentally found that there was a small studio on the street that was not closed yet
Wife, we have been together for so long and have never taken art photos. Will you take one? I pointed to the studio
No, I want to keep a wedding dress. She holds my hand and looks full of happiness.
Wedding dress is a wedding dress. I advise her that artistic photos are artistic photos, keep the most beautiful you.
Do you mean I will become a yellow-faced woman sooner or later? She pinched me a few times
I screamed in pain, I didn't ask you to keep it as a souvenir? As for what a yellow-faced woman, is it important? Anyway, I've been pestering you all my life
You are the sweetest. She smiled sweetly, let's go, Mr. Duan
Because it was already evening, there were no one in the studio, but when we saw us walking in, a welcome lady came up to us.
Hello, welcome, do you want to take photos?
Yes, wife answered
OK, so let’s ask you two to have a simple exchange here first. The female staff led us to the table in the middle of the hall. Is this the first time you are here to take a photo?
Yes, this time it's my answer
Is it a wedding dress or an artistic photo? Is it just for beautiful women, or is it a handsome guy and beautiful woman taking photos together? The female staff asked and recorded it while recording.
This... Let's take an artistic photo together.
Don't take pictures with you. My wife suddenly became naughty, I'll just take pictures
Why? I shouted
No, I like it! My wife smiled terriblely
Does the beauty want to shoot sexy or conservatively? The female staff asked again
Do you have clothes? My wife hesitated for a moment
Yes, why don't you pick out the clothes first?
Okay, my wife stood up, you were waiting outside, she pointed at me, and I had to sit down again,
Seeing my wife and the female staff go in, I sit there bored and wait. I see a few photo albums on the table. I picked it up. One of them is wedding photos, one is fresh art photos, and the other is sexy photo photos. As a man, I naturally look at the photo photos first. When I open the album, a faint smell of flesh came to my face. Nowadays, girls are so brave. Several photos are wrapped around my body with a long gauze, and my round butt is so naked outside.
I go I sighed, thinking: My wife won't choose this, but she keeps looking through her hands
Obviously this is a selected album, and the models in it are not the same
Actually, you have such a good figure, there is no need to hide it.
I vaguely heard what the staff inside were persuading. Our studio has been open for so long, and you are the most devilish in shape. Really, I don’t want to leave a souvenir for not having a child. In the future, if you have a child, you can’t even take pictures.
Then there was a soft discussion inside, but I couldn't hear it clearly
After a while: Are you going to choose these?
The female staff member asked, and seemed to be affirmed, she said again: OK, let's go put on makeup first, you have a good foundation, just put on some light makeup, I'll ask the photographer to prepare.
After saying that, the female staff member walked out from behind the curtain and took his wife straight to the second floor. I quickly followed.
Although I only need to put on light makeup, I actually prepared for more than 40 minutes before my wife walked out of the dressing room.
I was stunned for a moment, looked at the beauty walking out of my eyes, looked behind her in disbelief, thinking that it was another person
What to look at? The beauty opened her mouth and said angrily, it was her wife's voice
No! I'm exaggerating. Once your makeup is turned on, you have become a completely different person. You make me feel very crisis. Will there be a scout who will find you?
Go to your wife said shyly
Actually, what I said is not a lie. My wife, who took off her big black-framed glasses and simply took care of her hair, is really no worse than those internet celebrities.
The handsome guy is really lucky. The female staff member was wearing a few clothes in his hand and said to me with a smile, "I was filled with vanity in an instant, and I was in a very happy mood. I really found a treasure."
Can we take pictures of this outfit first? The female staff member raised a floral dress
Well, my wife whispered and blushed a little. She walked to me and pinched me. Don't be angry later.
Angry? Why? I'm so weird
When she came out of the locker room, I immediately understood why she said that
She was wearing a black knitted sweater with large mesh, which was very long and loose. I don’t know if it was intentional by the designer or why. The mesh of the sweater was very wide on the chest, making the two plump and half of the two breasts on her chest pop out, and it was just right when it was about to reach the top of her breasts, so that it would not be completely exposed, but it also showed two hemispheres faintly.
The sweater is very long, so my wife did not wear any other pants under her, revealing her long and white legs, which made people swallow their saliva.
This outfit must not blind the photographer's eyes when entering the studio?
He's cheap
I thought to myself
But let alone, this sexy sweater and light really took a different effect in the photographer's hands. His wife's hazy eyes, slightly opened red lips, towering half-ball, pink and white long legs
The studio was very quiet. No one spoke except the sound of shutters and flashes, as if he was afraid of disturbing this very special feeling.
Under the guidance of the photographer, my wife kept changing her posture and gradually became adapted from a somewhat shy state. Later, she boldly raised her hands behind her head, and the sweater was taken above her lower abdomen. Even her smooth and slightly curved belly was exposed, which scared me. Fortunately, she put on a piece of denim shorts under her, which obviously made me feel a false alarm.
The first set of clothes was not very long, it was only about ten minutes. The photographer looked through the photos in the camera a few times and felt it was pretty good. He signaled the staff to take his wife down to wear clothes.
My wife's second set of clothes was a black professional skirt. Her snow-white shirt was tightly stretched by her plump breasts on her chest, as if she could be bounced out at any time.
The hip-covered skirt on the lower body just outlines her round waist, a pair of straight and straight legs with black stockings, and her white and tender skin was faintly visible. She was a pair of red high-heeled patent leather shoes, which were completely OL girlish, informed and elegant, dignified and a bit of springy love, which was particularly seductive. Perhaps because compared to the first set of exposure, this set seemed much more daily, so my wife was obviously much more generous, and she was more bold and charming in the form of PSS. But she didn't know that for men, is this tightness more likely to make men excited than exposure?
At least I'm excited
My wife's third dress is a red dress, and a white top hat is pretty good.
After three sets of clothes, it was almost 11 o'clock. Under the guidance of the staff, my wife went down to change to the fourth set of clothes.
When she walked out, although she was very familiar with her, she almost made me bleeding from my nose even though she was very familiar with her.
It was a yellow floral skirt, very small and jastic, but I don’t know if it was because the skirt was small or her breasts were bigger. The tie on the collar was squeezed by the two plump balls on her chest, and it seemed to explode. I always knew that her breasts were big, but I didn’t expect it to be so obvious on this skirt.
Below her chest, her slender waist contracted sharply, and before the breast enhancement, it seemed to be very slender, and it was extremely slender with her grasp.
The hem of the skirt goes through her slender waist and spreads to both sides exaggeratedly. It feels like the bottom of the skirt has a substrate, and it also supports the hem of the skirt, like a shower, but I know that this kind of skirt will definitely not have a substrate. The reason for this exaggerated scene is because of her big butt, and because her breasts and buttocks are too full, it squeezes the fabric, making the hem of the yellow floral skirt very high, as if both hands can reveal the underwear.
I'll go, wife, this... I looked at my wife who has never been so sexy and seductive, and felt something was swelling under her pants.
Is it beautiful? She blinked at me
Yes, I nodded and the first thing that flashed through my mind was: Cheap photographers
But I was also a cheap photographer. I stood aside and watched the photographer take photos at his extremely sexy wife. I felt a little jealous, but I felt a little stimulating.
Especially when he saw him giving her breasts a close-up several times, his round and plump breasts looked extremely white under the flashlight, shining like diamonds.
In order to find a more beautiful angle, the photographer even asked his wife to stand with his back to him, with his hands behind him, and the photographer lay down and took photos from bottom to top. I also squatted down like him.
Grass
Even if I didn't lie down like a photographer, I could clearly see the bottom of her white underwear while squatting. Under her small underwear, her two buttocks were poking her head out.
Damn it, this photographer has not seen all her underwear
I caught some fire, but the photographer seemed to be very focused on the camera. Maybe this is professional. I think
But I glanced at me and found that the photographer's posture was a bit strange and his waist was a little bent. After a closer look, there was actually a large ball between his legs.
Oh shit
I cursed in my heart, but felt a little stimulating. Damn, I could only pass the eyeshadow and go back to eat myself. I thought about it with a bad taste. When I thought about it, the sourness in my heart faded a lot, but it was more proud of the treasure. After all, the bigger the photographer's reaction, it means that my wife is more tempting. I can only enjoy such a tempting wife. How proud it is.
That night, my wife took photos for more than an hour, especially the last set, and the time for the filming was almost half.
Later, the photographer had to drink water in big mouthfuls after taking two or three photos, but I was so hard that I couldn't stand up, so I could only sit on the side with my legs crossed.
Looking back now, it is hard to describe the complex mood at that time: the strong sour taste of my wife being eaten by someone makes me uncomfortable; there is also the pride of a woman who combines beautiful appearance and concave and devilish figures, but I take it down; there is also the pride that makes others feel stumbled and can't touch; there is even more, how can I say, the inexplicable excitement and stimulation exposed by my beloved woman in front of others
After the shooting, I returned to the small nest where we rented was close to 1 a.m., but I was still immersed in the excitement just now.
As soon as I walked into the room, I pressed her hard against the wall. Even her skirt couldn't be untied. The first time I pulled out her white underwear was extremely rude, and I poked it hard. To my surprise, she was actually soaked underneath, and I felt a slickering fingers across the edge of her pants.
Ah... She hummed softly
Á… I roared
Then, with almost no pause, I started my in and out. That night, her smoothness soaked the junction of our two people like a spring, and my extraordinary courage also made her sing and moan in a series of delicate spirits.
It was not until the third ejaculation inside her that both of us collapsed on the bed
Husband, you are so awesome today. Did you take the medicine? My wife looked at her with silky eyes and her mouth was filled with spring
Today is so exciting. I am still wandering around her smooth body.
What's so exciting? My wife is strange
In the studio, I smiled, reached into her thighs, stretched my middle finger down, and then slid into her slimy place.
Pervert She smiled and photographed me, you are still excited when my wife is seen
You think Ah, the photographer is so hard that he can only watch but not touch. How uncomfortable it is, if you can't do it, you can only go back and eat yourself. I said with a wicked smile, my fingers coming in and out of her vagina.
Did you see it? His wife smiled and said with a sweet smile
Of course, the photographer was so big that you didn't see it? The female staff member next to him blushed, and I laughed
Well... She murmured, you're so bad
Aren't you excited? I asked her with a wicked smile
Not as perverted as you, she glanced at me
I don't know who was soaked when he came back. I laughed
Husband! She took a photo of me again
Alas, wife, let me tell you why I was so brave tonight. I was a little curious. You always wrapped yourself tightly.
Because I found someone who can live a lifetime Ah She looked at me, as if she ignored the pulling of my finger between her legs. I knew since I was a child that this figure was a gauntlet, so I always hid it well. She looked at me affectionately. Now that I have a husband, I don’t have to hide it anymore. She played a naughty way out her tongue and licked my naked chest. You have a beautiful wife, be careful, dare you not be nice to me, or I’m sorry, I’ll cuckold you.
She was vicious, and I once again overturned her on the bed. It was on that night that my wife had
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