Chapter 29. The Sieges of the Last Day of the Year – The Last Battle of the Day
Decided to cook rice for dinner on the last day of the year; cook rice first then go to the market to make some minced meat, with eggs in the fridge to make steamed egg and meat dish…
3 bowls of rice filled my stomach, looked at the clock and saw it was past 7:30 pm… I fell into the state of “Full of rice, enough to ride a horse”, suddenly I craved fresh meat; somehow the first person I remembered was still Ms. Huyen…
After a while of hesitation, I thought of an excuse so I boldly called Ms. Huyen’s house; she answered!
– Has Trung come home yet?
– I’ve been back for a while, I just finished the ceremony, I went up to the 2nd floor.
– What a pity? I lowered my voice.
What a pity?
– I thought he was staying at Tung’s house tonight…
– So what? Ms. Huyen’s voice also lowered.
– Then…come down with me.
She was silent for a moment before continuing:
– Let’s take a break today and do it another time; his voice was still soft.
– When is another time okay, right now Trung…
– Then one day…he goes to school and I don’t have to go…
– But…that also…depends on whether you stay home or not?
– Okay; let’s do this tomorrow when we match up our extra classes and see if there are any days we can’t be together, then let me know.
– I don’t have any extra classes; or…when you have a day off, come over to my house in the afternoon because my dad comes home late.
– No, no one would do that; let’s just close it like that.
She hung up, but I heard what sounded like kissing on the other end of the line; you see, when dads bring their women to the peak of pleasure, they will be theirs; consider the contract signed.
Who else should I call? My favorite is Ms. Thuy, but now Mr. Quang is at home, so I probably shouldn’t call. Ms. Thoa just had sex this morning; the best option is Ms. Nga because the idea of having sex with three girls in one day just popped into my head. I called Ms. Nga’s house; no one answered; I was so disappointed; maybe… I should masturbate. No no no!
It’s the end of the year so there are many good programs on TV, so I’ll just watch TV to satisfy my craving for fresh L meat.
9:30 pm doorbell rang; was lying down watching when it sprang up like a spring!
Miss Nga!
Every action from opening the gate, parking the bike, locking the gate, turning off the yard light, opening and closing the door is done very quickly as programmed!
– Why did no one answer the phone last night?
– It was almost evening when Thoa came home to pick up her kids and told them to come up for dinner. After dinner, the two of them wanted to stay to…welcome New Year’s Eve together, so Nga came home…and came here.
Just with that information, the two aunts and nieces rushed to each other and hugged and kissed passionately like a couple in love who hadn’t seen each other for a long time.
– Go upstairs; I whispered as we broke the kiss.
Ms. Nga nodded but said softly:
– I’m not staying tonight, that’s weird.
– Why don’t you stay? The boy is sleeping under Thoa’s bed.
– No, just now he said he would stay up to watch fireworks on TV and outside and then call back; it’s best if Nga comes back for peace of mind.
(At that time, firecrackers were banned, but fireworks made a loud noise and didn’t hurt. Many families still set them off to light up the sky on New Year’s Day.)
– Oh, so a little while before New Year’s Eve I will run down to Thoa’s house to tease these two kids by the way…
– What convenience?
– Convenient…start of the new year.
– Oh my, this is terrible; now that you mention it, let’s stop talking about the case Thoa was talking about.
– How about we both run down there later…sister and sister…share? I still smiled and teased Ms. Nga.
– Hey hey, there’s no such thing, come on tell me…
Knowing that Ms. Nga wouldn’t be able to stay overnight, I let her go and ran upstairs to get a pillow, a thin blanket, and a towel. Seeing that, she said:
– What are you bringing these things down here for?
– Then…stay here, Thang will sleep down here later…
….
After turning up the TV volume, the process began. After the garlic was done, 69 96 was very cool.
After the traditional position, we switched to the position of leaning against the wall like we did this afternoon at Ms. Huyen’s house; mixed with the loud sound of the TV were the sounds of slapping…slap…slap…slap and Ms. Nga’s spelling A…A…A…Uh…Uh.
Because Miss Nga is short, in addition to actively pushing the gun in and out, I also leaned forward to comfortably suck her breasts while occasionally rubbing her clitoris to increase the pleasure.
Miss Nga came out in this position with a scream: Oi…oi…out…out…a..a!
Remembering Huyen’s double orgasm this afternoon, I increased the intensity of the pounding, then she raised her hands… and admitted defeat!
Taking a break with Ms. Nga lying on top of me (because lying on the sofa is not comfortable); starting the question and answer program:
– Come on; tell me, what happened to Thoa the other day?
I can’t escape anymore, I have to make up a story again; so I’ll tell the story of Ms. Thoa from the night before (I’ve made up a story before, so this time it’s still a true story from the night before, just adding a little spice). Basically, Ms. Thoa went to help with the housework, dividing the money into envelopes until late at night, then both mother and son stayed, Ms. Thoa went to my room while I and the little boy (who was fast asleep) slept in the next room; after the old man finished his work, I went to the old man and went down to the second floor; the lie was that around 2am when I was fast asleep, I heard a noise, opened my eyes and vaguely saw the old man spooning Ms. Thoa, the bathroom light was off, the light from the stairwell was dimly shining, so I conveniently squeezed Ms. Thoa’s breast; knowing I was awake, the old man changed to doggy style so that Ms. Thoa could lick me, after a while he changed back; maintained for a while then changed to me lying on the bottom so that Ms. Thoa could bounce, the old man said hello…
I write so fast, but when I tell the story, I just leisurely drop a few sentences at a time, so after a while, my hands keep moving nonstop. After the story, Ms. Nga sat up and said: “How awful.” After that, it seemed like the side effect of the story made her more… excited, so I became her favorite bouncer.
– Or maybe Nga can come up here one day and try it?
– Hey, no! Bounce, shake hard…
…
– But why does Thang want that? Does he not want Nga to be his own?
– Of course I want to, just kidding; but if Nga wants to then…I won’t stop her, right?
– Nga just wants Thang to help with this one thing.
What?
– How can Nga…catch Thang and Thoa…
– For what? I was a bit surprised.
– Then let…Nga have the chance…to know other people’s secrets…
…
Shake, bounce…
When the position changed and they both sat on top of each other, they both reached orgasm at the same time; it was cold but both of them were covered in sweat; it was unbelievably good!
After 11pm, I opened the gate for Ms. Nga to go home; looking up at the sky on the last night of the year, I smiled to myself for a wonderful day…summarized.