In the following few love affairs, some of their peers and seniors all ended in vain.
The so-called "eating the marrow" means that I have had sexual experience since childhood, which makes me enjoy it in my future life, and indulge in the pleasure of sexuality and cannot extricate myself.
At that time, I had a good appearance, excellent figure, and ranked among the best in my studies. I even became a cold goddess pursued by my peers. However, I, who regarded myself as a noble person, naturally looked down on these little kids.
What I like is that people with rich knowledge and mature thoughts always hope that they can grow up quickly and get rid of their childishness.
As of high school, there are more people in the grade, and my ranking has dropped a little. Although I am also in the ranks of excellent, but I am very competitive and have been secretly competing in my heart and want to return to the top.
Adolescent children grow up in curiosity in all aspects, and as girls, they are no exception.
In the first year of high school, we have already started learning to take skin care, make-up, compare, compete in grades, and be competitive in appearance. In order to become beautiful, I also put on braces.
Wear school uniforms when I go to school and let myself go on holidays. My classmates and I go out to play on weekends, and everyone competes for beauty. Because my mother and I have a very close figure, and my mother has a very high fashion taste, so sometimes I go out directly with my mother's clothes, which always attracts praise.
Adolescence is developing rapidly, especially for girls, with full breasts and buttocks, body fat begins to accumulate consciously, and mature body curves begin to form. Some girls are uneasy and even inferior because of the drastic changes in the secondary sexual characteristics. Of course, I am not worried about it after so much. On the contrary, because I had 34C breasts that I had proud at that time, and I was wearing school uniforms and raised my chest, which attracted the attention of my classmates.
I just started school and fell in love with the class monitor at that time. He was not handsome, and he was a little bookish in his glasses, and his grades were excellent.
After hinting at me, I took the initiative to date him
The first time I had sex with him was at his house
I only realized that he knew nothing about sex after I took off his underwear, and I had to teach him step by step
Why did I fall in love with him? Perhaps in addition to filling in the emptiness, I also want to satisfy my vanity.
This tepid relationship ended soon, and I immediately got to have sex with another boy
He is in the next class, ignorant and often skips classes, but he looks handsome and plays basketball very well. This is also an opportunity for us to get to know each other.
It's a pity that I had sex with him shortly after, he went to flirt with another girl
I once thought naively that as long as I went to bed with a man, he would not leave you
During that time, I often stayed at night and went out to check-in with my boyfriend, and my academic performance plummeted.
After these injuries, I no longer fall in love, I study hard, and go home on time every day
My parents are very pleased with my performance. My mother takes time to prepare the meals I like for me every day in her busy work. My father, who is a top student, often comes to my room to tutor my homework at night.
I have developed a habit since I was a child. My clothes at home have always been very cool, and vests and shorts are commonplace.
At night, my father came to me with a plate of fruit and sat next to me and explained to me some questions I didn't understand.
I leaned all over my father, watched my father write and draw on the draft paper, leaning forward a little, my chest would hit my father's elbow, and then my father would move his body immediately and continue to explain as if nothing had happened.
At that time, I didn't notice anything strange, I just thought it was my father's gentlemanly demeanor, so I trusted him more and more. After explaining the problem, I would kiss my father on the cheek to express my gratitude. I always made my father laugh awkwardly, but I was very happy.
Because I have been writing at the desk for a long time, I will easily feel soreness in my waist and back pain over time. My father also discovered this and asked to help me with a massage.
I agreed happily
I sat at the desk, and my father stood behind me, pressed my shoulders behind me, massaged them very regularly, and asked carefully if I was too strong or if I felt better if I felt better.
Dad's big hand pressed on my stiff shoulders, and I couldn't help but sigh comfortably, Ah... A long moan
Actually, what I didn't expect was that since I was not wearing underwear and only had a suspender, my chest was naturally separated, and the ravines were deep. My father stood directly behind me. At this time, just bow my head and you could see it at a glance.
After my father's massage, I felt much more comfortable soon. My father also stopped and sat aside. I glanced at me but found that his crotch seemed to be slid slightly.
Is this my illusion?
Thinking of this, I felt ashamed and happy
Because I don’t have a relationship, I don’t have a sexual partner. I often masturbate at night with strong sexual needs.
The scenes of having sex with parents that I peeked at back then often come to my mind, especially my father's appearance. My father looks handsome and has a lot of sunshine in his gentleness. Especially since he has been working out and has a very good figure. Whenever he thinks of this, I always have a lot of strange feelings in my heart when I am masturbating. Then I have to do it and wipe my father's image away quickly
During the summer vacation, my mother suggested going to the beach for a vacation, and we happily went there
In the middle of summer, the humid and hot air blows with the salt smell of the sea breeze, and tourists come to the beach to enjoy the sunshine.
Our family of three changed into swimsuits. My mother and I were wearing the same bikini and came outside. When I heard the tourists passing by secretly admiring our figure, I felt happy.
My mother was 35 years old, 1.7 meters tall, without any fat on her body, her 34-day bust is not weak, and her tight buttocks are tightly wrapped in a narrow bikini, and her white body shines brightly in the sun.
I was carved from the same mold as my mother. Although my bust is not as good as my mother, my figure has been developed. When my mother and I are walking on the road, there will always be people who think we are sisters.
Dad has a position as a full-time photographer for my mother and I. This time, we asked Dad to take many swimsuit photos.
My father kept looking at me intentionally or unintentionally. I didn't avoid it and walked straight to my father to show myself.
Dad, do you think my figure is good?
Dad didn't know how to respond and fiddled with the camera. Mom came over and said proudly: My daughter, of course she has a good figure like me.
Before returning, we plan to watch the sunset by the sea first
Everyone gathered on the beach, bustling, and many couples snuggled up to each other and sat beside each other
Dad hugged Mom, I couldn't stand the show of love between them, and shouted that I wanted Dad to hug him, Dad smiled and agreed, so I sat in his arms, and he hugged my waist from behind.
As the sun slowly sinks, some people cheer, some pick up their phones to record, and I kept twisting my body in my father's arms and shouting happily. Unexpectedly, my father pushed me away and said that I was too heavy and made him feel uncomfortable. My mother joked that my father was straight, but I clearly saw a little embarrassing blush on my father's face. I don't know if it was because of my restlessness or the heat of the sunset.
Just like this, I didn’t seem to have any ups and downs in my heart. With the care of my family, sadness is already a rare feeling. The only thing I don’t know is that my father seems to be intentionally keeping a distance from me.
The second half of the semester is here, and a seconded math teacher has arrived in our class
He is very handsome and has a good figure. Although he is a math teacher, he is well-versed in history and often talks about us in class. Everyone likes him very much, let alone he teaches mathematics well.
In all aspects, I can see my dad's shadow in him
Maybe many middle school students will be attracted by their teachers, just like this teacher is 20 years older than me, married and has children, but I fell in love with him by chance.
At first I just went to his office to ask him math problems, and even asked some nonsensical and simple questions just to get in close contact with him.
Over time, we often talk about our hearts and minds
Later, after I carefully observed, I learned about the situation of their math group office, so I specially chose him when I chose him in the office.
Because of my positive performance, he paid great attention to me and once neglected the math class representative at that time. He asked me for anything if I had anything to do.
But I understand that if you do this, you will be just a learning exchange in the end and it is impossible to cross the emotional level.
I changed my strategy and started writing love letters. He returned me intact every time. I saw it until he saw it, but I don't know what he thought
He thought his indifference could change my mind and focus on studying, but these actions inspired me to possessiveness
I've seen his wife, a gentle and simple woman, so I guess that the emotional offensive cannot be done, so I have to start with my body
There is a common feature of summer school uniforms in China, that is, they are rough and transparent. I abandoned the white shiny underwear that I had always had, and instead wore dark sexy underwear. At the same time, I changed to a smaller T-shirt
There is air conditioning in the classroom, so I can wear a shirt and not be exposed by my classmates.
Whenever I went to look for him, I showed my figure. I even deliberately untied my collar and leaned over to ask him questions. I pretended to be illuminated, or my elbow touched my chest, and deliberately let him eat tofu.
Perhaps it was the demeanor of a married man. At first, he was calm and unmoved like a willow.
But as I became more and more serious and looked for him repeatedly, I finally saw the strange look in his eyes. Not long after, I decided to show off to him with the thought of not succeeding.
On Friday evening that day, everyone in the school left early, and we were still the only one left in the office. I came over with the wrong question book and put it directly on the table. I didn't even look at him, stared at him and confessed to him.
At first he was shocked and sat there speechlessly. I continued to ask: I like you, you must know that you have read every love letter I wrote...
Xuerong, don’t do anything wrong. I am your teacher, I can’t... He interrupted me awkwardly
So what, don’t you feel about me? Are you staring at my body now, are you looking at the sculpture?
Xuerong, it’s not that I don’t like you. You are a very nice person and beautiful person, but we are teachers and students, so we can’t have anything…
I just sat on him and kissed his lips directly
He was a little panicked and breathed rapidly, but he didn't push me away immediately. I think it's a chance.
Under my tenderness, he completely fell and hugged my waist
A sense of restlessness came from my thighs. I grabbed his hand and pressed it on my chest. He was speechless and began to knead without hesitation.
At this moment, I felt the cock standing upright between his crotch, and smiled in his ear: Teacher, I'm coming to Wave
I stood up, looked at no one around, locked the office door, then turned back to him, took off my school uniform top in front of him, stared at him, and then opened the bra to the side
I saw him staring at my chest with affectionate expression, and Adam's apple moved
Squat down, I grabbed his crotch and joked: Teacher, you are honest and honest.
He smiled bitterly: You are not harmed by you...
Before he could finish speaking, I unbuttoned his pants and tweaked it a little, and his cock stood upright in the air.
I held it and stroked it up and down. He actually wanted to stop me and said that the occasion was dangerous.
Instead of stopping the activities in my hands, I told him: Shhh... don't say anything, the teacher enjoy it.
As if he was blinded by lust, he stopped stammering and began to enjoy my service for him.
I knelt down, leaned forward, and put his cock into my mouth. The tip of my tongue circled around the glans like a dragonfly, and gently stroked his testicles with my hands.
My oral sex skills started to be taught by my first love boyfriend, and later I learned from my own teaching without a teacher, and thought I had a good idea.
He ejaculated soon, and I swallowed the semen without leaving a drop
After that, we sorted out our appearance and parted
The next thing went smoothly, and the hypocrisy was broken. We often had private meetings under the name of learning and had a few rooms. To be honest, he didn't live well and his dick was not big, but I was really hooked at that time.
Half a year later, he returned to his original unit. He thought he would remember me, but he said that he had just met me by chance and didn't want to harm me. Besides, he also had a family and asked me to take good care of himself.
Now I often wonder why I fell in love with these people. Now I feel that I am even childish and stupid
I have never mentioned my love story to my parents. They may know two or three, or they may be confused.
Every time I was heartbroken or frustrated, I would cry with my father. He didn't speak and didn't comfort me with too many words. I just kept by my side, giving me the warmest embrace and a great sense of security.
Innocent I thought that these emotional experiences would be the craziest move in my life, and it was not until later that I realized that this was just the beginning
The so-called "eating the marrow" means that I have had sexual experience since childhood, which makes me enjoy it in my future life, and indulge in the pleasure of sexuality and cannot extricate myself.
At that time, I had a good appearance, excellent figure, and ranked among the best in my studies. I even became a cold goddess pursued by my peers. However, I, who regarded myself as a noble person, naturally looked down on these little kids.
What I like is that people with rich knowledge and mature thoughts always hope that they can grow up quickly and get rid of their childishness.
As of high school, there are more people in the grade, and my ranking has dropped a little. Although I am also in the ranks of excellent, but I am very competitive and have been secretly competing in my heart and want to return to the top.
Adolescent children grow up in curiosity in all aspects, and as girls, they are no exception.
In the first year of high school, we have already started learning to take skin care, make-up, compare, compete in grades, and be competitive in appearance. In order to become beautiful, I also put on braces.
Wear school uniforms when I go to school and let myself go on holidays. My classmates and I go out to play on weekends, and everyone competes for beauty. Because my mother and I have a very close figure, and my mother has a very high fashion taste, so sometimes I go out directly with my mother's clothes, which always attracts praise.
Adolescence is developing rapidly, especially for girls, with full breasts and buttocks, body fat begins to accumulate consciously, and mature body curves begin to form. Some girls are uneasy and even inferior because of the drastic changes in the secondary sexual characteristics. Of course, I am not worried about it after so much. On the contrary, because I had 34C breasts that I had proud at that time, and I was wearing school uniforms and raised my chest, which attracted the attention of my classmates.
I just started school and fell in love with the class monitor at that time. He was not handsome, and he was a little bookish in his glasses, and his grades were excellent.
After hinting at me, I took the initiative to date him
The first time I had sex with him was at his house
I only realized that he knew nothing about sex after I took off his underwear, and I had to teach him step by step
Why did I fall in love with him? Perhaps in addition to filling in the emptiness, I also want to satisfy my vanity.
This tepid relationship ended soon, and I immediately got to have sex with another boy
He is in the next class, ignorant and often skips classes, but he looks handsome and plays basketball very well. This is also an opportunity for us to get to know each other.
It's a pity that I had sex with him shortly after, he went to flirt with another girl
I once thought naively that as long as I went to bed with a man, he would not leave you
During that time, I often stayed at night and went out to check-in with my boyfriend, and my academic performance plummeted.
After these injuries, I no longer fall in love, I study hard, and go home on time every day
My parents are very pleased with my performance. My mother takes time to prepare the meals I like for me every day in her busy work. My father, who is a top student, often comes to my room to tutor my homework at night.
I have developed a habit since I was a child. My clothes at home have always been very cool, and vests and shorts are commonplace.
At night, my father came to me with a plate of fruit and sat next to me and explained to me some questions I didn't understand.
I leaned all over my father, watched my father write and draw on the draft paper, leaning forward a little, my chest would hit my father's elbow, and then my father would move his body immediately and continue to explain as if nothing had happened.
At that time, I didn't notice anything strange, I just thought it was my father's gentlemanly demeanor, so I trusted him more and more. After explaining the problem, I would kiss my father on the cheek to express my gratitude. I always made my father laugh awkwardly, but I was very happy.
Because I have been writing at the desk for a long time, I will easily feel soreness in my waist and back pain over time. My father also discovered this and asked to help me with a massage.
I agreed happily
I sat at the desk, and my father stood behind me, pressed my shoulders behind me, massaged them very regularly, and asked carefully if I was too strong or if I felt better if I felt better.
Dad's big hand pressed on my stiff shoulders, and I couldn't help but sigh comfortably, Ah... A long moan
Actually, what I didn't expect was that since I was not wearing underwear and only had a suspender, my chest was naturally separated, and the ravines were deep. My father stood directly behind me. At this time, just bow my head and you could see it at a glance.
After my father's massage, I felt much more comfortable soon. My father also stopped and sat aside. I glanced at me but found that his crotch seemed to be slid slightly.
Is this my illusion?
Thinking of this, I felt ashamed and happy
Because I don’t have a relationship, I don’t have a sexual partner. I often masturbate at night with strong sexual needs.
The scenes of having sex with parents that I peeked at back then often come to my mind, especially my father's appearance. My father looks handsome and has a lot of sunshine in his gentleness. Especially since he has been working out and has a very good figure. Whenever he thinks of this, I always have a lot of strange feelings in my heart when I am masturbating. Then I have to do it and wipe my father's image away quickly
During the summer vacation, my mother suggested going to the beach for a vacation, and we happily went there
In the middle of summer, the humid and hot air blows with the salt smell of the sea breeze, and tourists come to the beach to enjoy the sunshine.
Our family of three changed into swimsuits. My mother and I were wearing the same bikini and came outside. When I heard the tourists passing by secretly admiring our figure, I felt happy.
My mother was 35 years old, 1.7 meters tall, without any fat on her body, her 34-day bust is not weak, and her tight buttocks are tightly wrapped in a narrow bikini, and her white body shines brightly in the sun.
I was carved from the same mold as my mother. Although my bust is not as good as my mother, my figure has been developed. When my mother and I are walking on the road, there will always be people who think we are sisters.
Dad has a position as a full-time photographer for my mother and I. This time, we asked Dad to take many swimsuit photos.
My father kept looking at me intentionally or unintentionally. I didn't avoid it and walked straight to my father to show myself.
Dad, do you think my figure is good?
Dad didn't know how to respond and fiddled with the camera. Mom came over and said proudly: My daughter, of course she has a good figure like me.
Before returning, we plan to watch the sunset by the sea first
Everyone gathered on the beach, bustling, and many couples snuggled up to each other and sat beside each other
Dad hugged Mom, I couldn't stand the show of love between them, and shouted that I wanted Dad to hug him, Dad smiled and agreed, so I sat in his arms, and he hugged my waist from behind.
As the sun slowly sinks, some people cheer, some pick up their phones to record, and I kept twisting my body in my father's arms and shouting happily. Unexpectedly, my father pushed me away and said that I was too heavy and made him feel uncomfortable. My mother joked that my father was straight, but I clearly saw a little embarrassing blush on my father's face. I don't know if it was because of my restlessness or the heat of the sunset.
Just like this, I didn’t seem to have any ups and downs in my heart. With the care of my family, sadness is already a rare feeling. The only thing I don’t know is that my father seems to be intentionally keeping a distance from me.
The second half of the semester is here, and a seconded math teacher has arrived in our class
He is very handsome and has a good figure. Although he is a math teacher, he is well-versed in history and often talks about us in class. Everyone likes him very much, let alone he teaches mathematics well.
In all aspects, I can see my dad's shadow in him
Maybe many middle school students will be attracted by their teachers, just like this teacher is 20 years older than me, married and has children, but I fell in love with him by chance.
At first I just went to his office to ask him math problems, and even asked some nonsensical and simple questions just to get in close contact with him.
Over time, we often talk about our hearts and minds
Later, after I carefully observed, I learned about the situation of their math group office, so I specially chose him when I chose him in the office.
Because of my positive performance, he paid great attention to me and once neglected the math class representative at that time. He asked me for anything if I had anything to do.
But I understand that if you do this, you will be just a learning exchange in the end and it is impossible to cross the emotional level.
I changed my strategy and started writing love letters. He returned me intact every time. I saw it until he saw it, but I don't know what he thought
He thought his indifference could change my mind and focus on studying, but these actions inspired me to possessiveness
I've seen his wife, a gentle and simple woman, so I guess that the emotional offensive cannot be done, so I have to start with my body
There is a common feature of summer school uniforms in China, that is, they are rough and transparent. I abandoned the white shiny underwear that I had always had, and instead wore dark sexy underwear. At the same time, I changed to a smaller T-shirt
There is air conditioning in the classroom, so I can wear a shirt and not be exposed by my classmates.
Whenever I went to look for him, I showed my figure. I even deliberately untied my collar and leaned over to ask him questions. I pretended to be illuminated, or my elbow touched my chest, and deliberately let him eat tofu.
Perhaps it was the demeanor of a married man. At first, he was calm and unmoved like a willow.
But as I became more and more serious and looked for him repeatedly, I finally saw the strange look in his eyes. Not long after, I decided to show off to him with the thought of not succeeding.
On Friday evening that day, everyone in the school left early, and we were still the only one left in the office. I came over with the wrong question book and put it directly on the table. I didn't even look at him, stared at him and confessed to him.
At first he was shocked and sat there speechlessly. I continued to ask: I like you, you must know that you have read every love letter I wrote...
Xuerong, don’t do anything wrong. I am your teacher, I can’t... He interrupted me awkwardly
So what, don’t you feel about me? Are you staring at my body now, are you looking at the sculpture?
Xuerong, it’s not that I don’t like you. You are a very nice person and beautiful person, but we are teachers and students, so we can’t have anything…
I just sat on him and kissed his lips directly
He was a little panicked and breathed rapidly, but he didn't push me away immediately. I think it's a chance.
Under my tenderness, he completely fell and hugged my waist
A sense of restlessness came from my thighs. I grabbed his hand and pressed it on my chest. He was speechless and began to knead without hesitation.
At this moment, I felt the cock standing upright between his crotch, and smiled in his ear: Teacher, I'm coming to Wave
I stood up, looked at no one around, locked the office door, then turned back to him, took off my school uniform top in front of him, stared at him, and then opened the bra to the side
I saw him staring at my chest with affectionate expression, and Adam's apple moved
Squat down, I grabbed his crotch and joked: Teacher, you are honest and honest.
He smiled bitterly: You are not harmed by you...
Before he could finish speaking, I unbuttoned his pants and tweaked it a little, and his cock stood upright in the air.
I held it and stroked it up and down. He actually wanted to stop me and said that the occasion was dangerous.
Instead of stopping the activities in my hands, I told him: Shhh... don't say anything, the teacher enjoy it.
As if he was blinded by lust, he stopped stammering and began to enjoy my service for him.
I knelt down, leaned forward, and put his cock into my mouth. The tip of my tongue circled around the glans like a dragonfly, and gently stroked his testicles with my hands.
My oral sex skills started to be taught by my first love boyfriend, and later I learned from my own teaching without a teacher, and thought I had a good idea.
He ejaculated soon, and I swallowed the semen without leaving a drop
After that, we sorted out our appearance and parted
The next thing went smoothly, and the hypocrisy was broken. We often had private meetings under the name of learning and had a few rooms. To be honest, he didn't live well and his dick was not big, but I was really hooked at that time.
Half a year later, he returned to his original unit. He thought he would remember me, but he said that he had just met me by chance and didn't want to harm me. Besides, he also had a family and asked me to take good care of himself.
Now I often wonder why I fell in love with these people. Now I feel that I am even childish and stupid
I have never mentioned my love story to my parents. They may know two or three, or they may be confused.
Every time I was heartbroken or frustrated, I would cry with my father. He didn't speak and didn't comfort me with too many words. I just kept by my side, giving me the warmest embrace and a great sense of security.
Innocent I thought that these emotional experiences would be the craziest move in my life, and it was not until later that I realized that this was just the beginning
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