Chapter 33. When a woman has a fit
The next day, the old lady came back so she organized a lunch for a few close friends on the day off; in the middle of the morning, our house was filled with the chatter of Ms. Thuy, Ms. Thoa, Ms. Nga and Mr. Duy’s wife (she didn’t eat so I didn’t remind her) sharing the kitchen work; my father and Mr. Bao played chess in the yard, Mr. Y, Mr. Quang and Mr. Duy stood outside to set up a trap. Turning on the electronics for the little boys to play, I also hurried in to help in the kitchen but there was nothing to do. Looking at the familiar buttocks and breasts of Ms. Thuy, Ms. Thoa and Ms. Nga passing by, I just wanted to reach out to touch and squeeze them but couldn’t, so I went upstairs to my room to read a story and wait for food.
Since there wasn’t much work to do, and only one person was needed to cook, the other person had to help out, so Ms. Nga took a bucket and went to clean the house. When she pushed the door open to her room to see if there was anything to clean, I quickly, reflexively, locked the door, hugged her, and kissed her.
– Slow down, it’s full of people! Ms. Nga reminded while still holding the broom and bucket.
– Shelves; they are all downstairs…
The two aunts and nieces are always together.
After hugging and kissing, I reached in to unbutton her shirt so I could freely massage her and intended to take it off, but she shook her head to signal that it was not convenient, so she just lifted it up so I could bury my face in it and suckle…
After a while, she pushed herself to sit on the bed, pulled down her shorts, held her stiff little brother and caressed him a few times, then knelt down on the ground and started kicking marbles and licking the pole…
Actually, stealing it…feels much better!
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I pushed Ms. Nga to the desk, pulled down half of my pants and stuck my butt up!
Bring the cannon into battle in a situation where the upper partner pulls up his pants to his chest, the lower pants pull down to his knees, and you pull down one side of your pants.
Oh! It was easy because Miss Nga was also horny!
Can’t use the pounding mode, have to pull out and push in very gently but still feel… happy because of eating secretly!
While he was enthusiastically pulling out and pushing in, he heard an old woman’s voice :
– Hey, where is Thang? Why don’t you come down and help us prepare the dishes? And why did you lock the door? Nga! Where is he?
Oh my gosh, you’re so untimely!
Miss Nga immediately ran into the bathroom and closed the door (it must be shaking like a leaf in there); I pulled up my pants but my little brother was standing up arrogantly, so it wasn’t good, so I took off my shirt and wrapped it around my body, then opened the door slightly.
– I was about to take a bath when my mom called, it’s so hot!
– Even when you go to take a bath, you have to close the door.
– Just get used to pressing the latch.
– Have you seen Ms. Nga?
– It seems like she’s going to the rooftop; after saying that, I just pointed up so the old lady could call out as she walked…
The old lady left and I rushed in to knock on the door so that Ms. Nga, whose face was pale, could open the door.
– Go to the next room and pretend to go to the bathroom. I said quickly.
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A moment after everything was settled, Ms. Nga was cleaning the hallway and came out to pat her butt.
– Scared?
– Scared to death; I’ll make him pay.
– Come back here; I grinned.
– No! I’m all wet. I have to go home and change my pants or else…
– Coming home at this hour…is a bit awkward.
– Well, there is nothing to line it with.
I understood right away because I had seen Ms. Thuy do this exercise before so I said:
– Oh my god, go to my sister’s room and get some sanitary napkins.
So that helped Ms. Nga get out of the awkward situation; when she came back to finish cleaning the stairs, I was still standing there and asked:
– Don’t go in…to finish?
– Hey, no more; but how do you know such a good way?
– Well…
– Don’t lie, you don’t know that for nothing, tell me.
– When will you pay…then tell me.
– Mr. Y is leaving tomorrow afternoon. Her voice softened.
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The food was served, waiting for everyone to wash their hands and feet before it was served! The phone rang; the old lady picked up the phone; only one person heard, “Oh, I remember; I’m fine; and you…ah…ah…let me tell you”; after the conversation, she turned to me who was standing nearby and said:
– Ms. Huyen, Trung’s mother, lives in alley….calling me.
– Oh, why did you call me?
– She said she had an emergency shift this evening so she asked me to come down and help her watch the house because she had seen strangers hanging around the alley for the past few days, and yesterday someone lost a dog…; Mom told me to come down and help her tonight.
– Really?
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During the meal, everyone was chatting and congratulating each other, but I was still wondering why Ms. Huyen called and why she asked me to look after the house??? Luckily, even though the old lady rarely came home, she still had a good relationship with the neighbors near and far, so she agreed to Ms. Huyen’s request that I come down to sleep and help her look after the house; this was simply because “she probably goes down there sometimes to study in groups and sleep over” (that’s what the old lady thought).
During the meal, the elders agreed that after eating, they would play cards for small money (in the early 2000s, these things were not unusual), but my grandmother did not agree to let them play, so after a long debate, it was decided that Mr. Bao and my grandfather would play Thirteen with Uncle Y and Uncle Quang to score 200 points, and whoever lost would pay for breakfast for everyone tomorrow morning to… increase solidarity (I knew very well that the fathers agreed like that to fool the grandmothers, and then they would switch to playing for money in the form of 2k, 5k, 10k).
After eating at home, Uncle Duy asked for permission to go home. The other girls focused on cleaning up. Then, Ms. Thuy and Ms. Thoa drove home to take their children home for a nap, while Ms. Nga stayed to clean up. Ms. Nga told Uncle Y to wait until he brought his wife and children home and then come back to play. He could come back anytime in the afternoon, but if she came back in the afternoon, she would have to come back to pick her up. It was embarrassing. After a while of pushing and shoving, Uncle Y suggested that she take him home and then come back because anyway… her room was being used for gambling.
So I took on the task of taking Ms. Nga home!
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Hot weather!
The boy fell asleep in the car so when we got there, I had to hold him while Ms. Nga opened the gate, opened the door, and carried him into the house. While she carried him into the house, I closed and locked the gate.
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After putting the boy to bed and setting up the fan, the two of them, without telling each other, just by looking at each other,… invited each other to go into the bathroom to cool off!
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The two aunts and nieces cuddled together in the bathroom; they started the firework in a bent-over position with their butts up in the air with the shower still running; both cool and satisfying!
After a while, dry yourself and move out!
The coolest room now is the bedroom, so even though the little boy is fast asleep, the “blind boy” and Ms. Nga are also in the throes of lust, so the two still decided to choose this place as their battleground; however, not on the bed, but on the floor with a mat.
– Oh my gosh; I was so scared that my heart skipped a beat when I was upstairs. Ugh…Ugh…AH…AH…AH…
Ms. Nga kept talking and I kept slamming!
– Are you not scared anymore?
– Still scared but…happy; HUH…HUH…HUH…
Why be afraid?
– Ugh…Ugh…that little guy lying there…isn’t big…; I’ve been craving it for days now!
– Oh, I thought you were Italian…
– Lately…so weak…Ugh..Ugh
The old man who planted radishes, Miss Nga, lay on her side while I knelt and thrust, combining one hand with squeezing her massive breasts, the other hand holding her shoulder and pulling her back while performing thrusts; after a few dozen beats like that, Miss Nga stiffened, brought her hand to bite her mouth and her body trembled violently; I increased the speed of thrusting a few more times, then Miss Nga, after biting her mouth to keep from making a loud sound, suddenly screamed:
– Ah…Ah…Out…ah…
I wanted to take this opportunity to erupt, so I thrust harder, but the little boy lying next to me was startled by his mother’s cry. At the same time, Ms. Nga also raised one hand to ask for…stop, so I had to…hold back, reaching out to pat the little boy’s butt to let him continue sleeping while I gradually lowered my body to lie on Ms. Nga.
– Why are you shouting so loudly?
– So happy…unbearable; almost died! (writing is fast and smooth, but speaking is very interrupted)
Why stop?
– It’s so good, if I keep doing it again… I can’t take it anymore, if I scream again… will I die?
So I missed the chance to reach the top with Ms. Nga!
On the way home, I stopped by Ms. Huyen’s house and saw the gate locked. I rang the bell but saw nothing. I looked inside and saw the house was also closed. There was no car in the yard. The dog saw me and jumped out happily. I didn’t have the key with me, so I reached through the iron bars of the gate and patted its head a few times before leaving, my heart still filled with questions.
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Having dinner, the old man bragged that this afternoon he had earned enough money to pay for breakfast for everyone tomorrow, and still had enough to quench his thirst after breakfast (in the old days there was little coffee, just a refreshment shop, soft drink shop), the old woman grumbled that it was a great thing to brag about gambling…
Just finished eating, it was only 7pm but she urged me to go downstairs early to help Ms. Huyen look after the house because the medical/pharmaceutical industry’s normal duty hours are from late afternoon. So I went upstairs to take a shower, change clothes, take Trung’s key that Ms. Huyen gave me the day before and then take my bike out even though it was only 3 alleys, a couple of hundred meters walk would have been fine but because of the heat I was hesitant.
When I got there, I saw that the lights in the house and yard were on, but the gate was locked. I rang the bell several times and didn’t see anything, so I opened/locked the gate myself and went in. I inserted the key into the door and found it unlocked, so I was a bit surprised. Ms. Huyen told my mother that she was afraid of thieves, so she asked me to go down and sleep to watch the house while she went on duty. The lights in the house and yard were on, so it could be to… scare away thieves. Who knows when I came down and didn’t lock the door before leaving?
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Lying on the wooden sofa watching TV for 15 minutes, I heard the sound of the gate opening (because I hadn’t closed the door yet, otherwise it would have taken a long time to hear it), then Ms. Huyen’s voice gently scolding the dog:
– Oh no, it’s dirty, get out of the way…
Stand up, stick your face out, and ask immediately:
– Hey, why did you tell me to go on duty, but why didn’t you lock the door when you left? How do you know when I’ll come over?
Ms. Huyen said nothing, quietly went out to lock the gate, turned off the yard light, then went into the house and closed the door:
– If I didn’t say so, how could I have dragged you down here?
– So???
– At noon today, I was going to call…to tell you to come down, but unexpectedly your mother answered the phone so…I had to change the subject to asking you to come down and watch the house tonight…! She giggled, her face red because she had just admitted to lying.
– That means you don’t have to be on duty?
– I’m not on duty. I just went to buy some things so I left the door unlocked.
– So…tonight…
– Yes! She squinted…
So it was clear, I jumped in to hug her but she said:
– Let me go take a shower, I’m sweaty; it’s been…all night…
I also felt…hot inside, so after carefully locking the door and turning up the TV volume a bit, I took off my clothes and ran into the bathroom with Ms. Huyen.
The two aunts and nieces clung to each other from the bathroom to the living room, but because of the wooden sofa, they couldn’t lie down, so they hugged and kissed, pushing each other into the bedroom; only separating to turn on the fan, light the bed, and rearrange the blankets and pillows…
I skipped the tep dance because L was already very wet, she pushed herself down first and then gradually lowered her butt down, after my dick was completely in the center of pleasure, the center of sin and my hands were placed on her two big white breasts, the program of bouncing combined with seismic shaking began.
Ah…Ah…Ugh…Ugh
Pop…pop..
In the room now only those sounds remain!
After a while, I leaned up, pressed my face against her breasts to suck, and squeezed her butt tightly to accompany her shaking left and right… it seemed like she was… so horny, combined with my squeezing hands and sucking mouth, just a few minutes after implementing this position, Ms. Huyen screamed:
– Ugh…Ugh…Ugh…A…
I also combined shaking my ass, using my lips to bite her breasts tightly, and squeezing her ass tightly to help her get more excited!
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– You reached the peak early today; do you have enough strength to go further? I teased her as we both lay down on the bed to rest.
– I don’t know who has enough strength; but today… I really craved it; I’ve been craving it since noon so I called; who would have thought…
– So fast all afternoon?
– If you don’t endure it then…
– Who knows…
– Nonsense; well…
Ms. Huyen was about to climb on top of me but I stopped her and signaled her to go on top this time.
– Then…
So what?
– Whenever you crave it, feel free to come to my house and let both of us serve.
– Who the hell did this to you???
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Such endless stories while I performed positions from traditional to carrying a plow over the mountain to the old man planting radishes; these stories helped distract me to avoid premature ejaculation but were the factor that stimulated Huyen’s lust more; in the old man planting radishes position, one hand squeezing her breasts and the other rubbing her butt, occasionally slapping her, making Huyen even more excited; although 2 fans were turned on, the room was cool but the 2 aunts and nieces were covered in sweat.
Crack…crack!
Ugh…Ugh…
Creak..creak (bed shaking sound)
Those are the sounds in this pose!
Miss Huyen suddenly stiffened; I knew I was about to climax again, I was also… at the point where I couldn’t delay the pleasure any longer so I increased my speed and thrust deeper, thrust harder, one hand squeezing her breast tighter while the other hand pressed hard on her butt.
OUT…A…A!
2 aunt and niece reached the peak at the same time! The better the better!
What was even better was when I pulled out the cannon and lay down, letting the mixture of my semen and vaginal fluid flow out and stick to the barrel of the cannon, then Ms. Huyen sat up and bent down to SUCK… it was so great; my whole body got goosebumps!
GREAT GREAT GREAT
Lying down to rest for a while, Ms. Huyen got up to wash up, get dressed, opened the door, took the motorbike out for about 15 minutes and brought me a bowl of beef pho and 2 glasses of mixed sweet soup; she told me to eat pho to…regain strength; the sweet soup was in the fridge overnight…eat it when it’s hot…
Looking at the clock, it was just past 9pm!
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That night until morning, the two of us fought 3 more times. The first time was just after 10pm when we pulled the cannon into battle; the second time started after a light sleep around 2am, both times I didn’t go out; the third time was around 5am after I woke up, brushed my teeth and washed my face…; this is the conversation of the third time:
What time do you go to work?
– I can go anytime today because I still have time off, but I’ll probably go at 9.
– Oh, so just…from now until 9 o’clock?
– Oh my, my son, do you still have enough energy to be so…enthusiastic?
– So from last night until now…how do you feel about my health?
– Really…young man…so strong!
– The important thing is…do you like it, are you happy?
– Like it, devil; know it and still ask; I’m exhausted.
– Toan…I did it, you…how much did you do that you’re so exhausted?
– Oh, women get tired too.
– Oh, now I know! (So it turns out that women get tired when they reach orgasm, guys)
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– But I was planning to…
– What do you mean? Ms. Huyen reached out and pinched my cheek lightly.
– I was sure that next week when Minh (my brother) comes home for summer vacation, he would come over here to look after the house with me…for fun.
Dare?
– Of course; the important thing is do you dare?
Why not?
(So a verbal agreement was signed, opening up a new world for me, a new vision of pleasure, and for Ms. Huyen…her long-standing wish was fulfilled (she later confessed)
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Flap flap, squeak…spelling A..Ă…Á again
In this match, the two of us still reached the peak together; then I fell asleep because 4 matches (2 ejaculations) from night to morning took a lot of energy; around 9 o’clock, Ms. Huyen shook me awake:
– Sleep well? I bought some pho to put on the table, eat now; just lock the door later; I’m going to work.
– Yes; I answered sleepily and woke up about 15 minutes later; did personal hygiene, cleaned up the battlefield my niece made yesterday, had breakfast, locked the door and went home.
That evening, the old lady picked me up early to go to the office because there was an early meeting the next day. Before leaving, the old couple agreed: Next Thursday, the old lady will let my little sister go back to her hometown for a week because she said she wanted a summer break, but she had no friends here so she was bored. While the office was busy, the old lady organized a vacation somewhere far away (I can’t remember) for the families of the staff and officers in 2 groups, each group was 1 week long. The first group, the old lady would be the head of the group and the old lady would go along. On the way, she would let my little sister follow her to her hometown, and pick her up a week later. I would stay home to look after the house, and in mid-July, when the apartment in Hanoi was completed, I would go there for a few days to get acquainted…
That night it was hot and there was a power outage in my neighborhood; it was extremely uncomfortable! The old man called the office and was told there was no power outage there, so he took his bike and took my sister inside to sleep in the cool air while I stayed home and fanned the house.
It’s so hot, go upstairs and spread out a mat, take off your shirt and lie down to cool off!
I was lying down watching the moon and fanning myself when I heard the door open at Ms. Ha’s house, then she came out. I sat up to greet her and saw that she came up alone, so I moved closer to the dividing wall…
After a few small exchanges, the two sisters leaned close to each other, touching each other’s hands and feet a bit; when I reached over and put my hand under her shirt, I discovered that Ha was not wearing a bra. Just as I was lightly caressing her breasts, intending to pull her in to kiss her, I heard Mr. Hung’s voice calling from below:
Honey, where are you?
– I’m upstairs, it’s too hot, come up here to cool off…
So…we let go of each other, I went into my attic room, after a while I pretended to come out, saw Mr. Hung and Ms. Ha sitting and enjoying the cool breeze, we also greeted each other politely…like adults !
A while later, Mr. Hung urged Ms. Ha to go downstairs to sleep because it was late and the weather was less hot, he went downstairs first…
Waiting for him to enter the attic, Ha and I went to the wall together; now more cautious, not leaning against each other anymore, Ha said softly:
– Don’t be so reckless again.
– Who knows?
– Okay, go down, talk later.
– What day is it? It’s so hot, I’ll sleep here tonight.
– Mosquitoes carried him; he stayed home all week…
After saying that, Ms. Ha went downstairs; I continued lying on the terrace and thinking about Ms. Ha’s “young girl” body; now I just remembered someone to compare her to so that you guys can easily imagine: Miss Hung Temple Giáng My, Ms. Ha’s body and face are similar to that!