Chapter 9. The bell rings and the shot is fired
Time seemed to freeze!
She turned over to me, her chin resting on her hands as she looked at me, but her eyes were still filled with tears as if she was trying to hold back tears.
What’s wrong?
I still didn’t say anything, my eyes staring at the ceiling; at that moment I was thinking, “Do you think this is necessary? If you don’t like it, then forget it; he still has… Miss Thoa; don’t think he’s… childish.”
She kept resting her chin on her hand and looking at me for a while, but I still didn’t react; suddenly she leaned down close to me and… kissed me; yes, she took the initiative to kiss me.
A few seconds of surprise, I naturally responded; at first gently, then gradually more passionately; I was also really surprised.
Gradually, each step had to come in the right order. When my hands went around her waist, through her shirt, into her back, and down to her chest, she loosened up a bit, but seeing that I was struggling and couldn’t reach her breasts, she sat up and reached behind her and…bang… the zipper was opened; damn, it was only at this moment that I realized that to open her shirt, I had to hook the zipper behind her back.
Even though I had fondled, sucked, and licked Thoa’s breasts several times, the feeling of being touched by Thuy was completely different, hard to describe because Thuy was much more intimate, much prettier, had a nicer figure, and firmer breasts…
Then when I completely took off her shirt, she also struggled to pull my pants down to release the pressure on my dick; when seeing my 17-year-old sausage, I felt her confusion and surprise (not to mention that my dick is quite good in terms of size, length and curvature – several times with some guys, they compared that I was much better; the most impressive was one time with some 3 guys and 2 Brazilian girls, they showed an attitude of… admiring my dick).
Then, after the initial confusion passed, I buried my face in her breasts, gently sucking, gently licking, licking… while she held my dick and stroked it up and down, her eyes half-closed… gradually, I managed to pull down her wind pants, but when it came to peeling off her creamy white panties, she seemed to tense up, showing that she didn’t want to… I had to change tactics again, turning to focus on kissing passionately, my left hand gently massaging her breasts, my right hand reaching down to her butt, kneading and squeezing, then choosing a position to put it inside her panties… slowly letting the enemy enjoy and lose his guard, then gradually invading the center of the triangle, finding the clitoris, gently rubbing it, making the enemy arch his back in pleasure, then skillfully pulling it down and completely removing the last layer of the fortress…
After the kiss ended, I curled up and kissed lightly on the pleasure center 7cm below the navel. Ms. Thuy was even more startled by this action. When I slipped my tongue into her slit, I felt her body stiffen, goosebumps from surprise and pleasure. She just said “oh oh oh”… then gradually softened… because she had just finished having sex with my old man. Even though she had washed, there was still a bit of slippery water left. Her vagina had not closed completely yet, so my tongue moved in, and soon the water flowed out again. Seeing the right moment, I stopped, grabbed the shirt next to me, wiped my mouth, then crawled up, gently sucked her nipple, and… gently put my meat in the right place and… gulp; she shivered a bit, then… accepted.
The orgy begins!
There was tradition; carrying a plow over the mountain; spooning… I hadn’t ejaculated for weeks, but I don’t know why I was able to last so long that day, about half a day with all the positions. Ms. Thuy climaxed several times, soaking the entire blue bed sheet, then I came in the spooning position; and what was also great about her was the way she squeezed. When I came, her pussy tightened, squeezing for a while, greatly increasing the pleasure.
We both lay still for a while to let the pleasure pass, then I slowly pulled out but still put my hand around her neck to hold one breast tightly, the other hand rubbed her hip, after a while she moved her body and said softly: Let me go to the bathroom…
Waiting for her to go to the bathroom for a while, I also sat up, pushed the door open; she was a bit surprised and seemed a bit shy, and I tried to act calm, reached for the faucet she was holding to spray my little brother’s dick; then used the only towel on the shelf to wipe her body first, then myself; then very calmly put my arm around her waist and walked out in a position where we were both completely naked. When I got to the bed, I looked back at the two water stains, one big and wet, the other small, I pointed: This was just now, this was before (meaning the old man’s and her’s place), making her face red with embarrassment; I turned to hug her again, feeling that with Ms. Thuy, it was both close, intimate, and had something like love, I had been through many love affairs with a series of girls, but with Ms. Thuy it was always full of emotions;
Many times now when working with my wife, I still vaguely think of her; she is almost 60 years old now, and has stopped menstruating, but many times when we are talking when no one is around, I still tease her: Now that you are a grandmother, do you want to try something else? She glares at me again!!! (now she lives about 3km from my house, my husband and I occasionally visit, and still call her aunt for affection).
After hugging her for a while, she pushed me away and said: Let me put on my pants and go home. I still have to pick you up.
Taking her downstairs, I showed her the bag the old man left behind and told her to take home. She opened the bag again, took out two 50k bills and gave them to me. After pushing them back and forth, I finally accepted and blurted out: Let’s go out for pho tonight, no more rice.
– Ooh, then cycle over to my place to eat, I’ll cook too.
– Is Uncle Quang home?
– I heard you left right after eating, probably going to work on a case. Now that you’re back, you’re packing clothes for me.
….
When I opened the gate to let her go, I noticed that her cheeks were still red. Later, I noticed that any girl who finishes sex comfortably and reaches orgasm has red cheeks.
Go into the bathroom to clean up, make the bed, change the sheets, then lie down and think, at such a young age, I’ve already eaten 3 people (the maid, Ms. Thoa, Ms. Thuy), then compare, the maid is the oldest, her goods are probably the worst compared to the 2, but it feels strange to have 3 at once; Ms. Thoa is lustful and natural; Ms. Thuy is delicious in everything, beautiful, a bit shy… I’m so lost in thought that I almost fall asleep.
It took me more than an hour, almost two hours, to wake up to the sound of the landline phone ringing from downstairs. I ran downstairs and realized it was already dark. I picked up the phone and it turned out to be Ms. Thuy. She said she had called several times but she didn’t pick up, and was going to call one more time. The content was that if you were going to come down to eat, come down so I could finish eating and go.
Even though I was still a bit sleepy after plowing 3 fields with Ms. Thuy, hearing her voice, I suddenly felt more excited; 5 minutes after finishing getting dressed, I took out the old man’s motorbike and in just 5 minutes I was at Ms. Thuy’s house.
….
Because Uncle Quang and I are very close, everything was normal, except that the little boy kept clinging to me; but I don’t know why at that time I was very mature ; when I knew that Uncle Quang was leaving at around 9:30 pm, I naturally thought of creating conditions for these two to take advantage of the time; I said I would take the little boy to my house to play video games, and later when the aunt took the uncle to the office car to pick him up, she would come pick him up, so that they could have time and space to take advantage of the time. When I came up with this idea, I acted very naive…; but the uncle agreed with both hands, the aunt looked embarrassed.
….
The story is long, but in short, I let my little brother go to my house, turned on the 4-button electronic device (probably only those born in the 80s know about this device) to play while I cleaned up a bit and then lay on the sofa watching him play and doze off; after about an hour or so, he woke up and said he was sleepy; I looked at the clock and saw it was almost 9:30 pm, which meant it was time for Aunt Thuy to take Uncle Quang to the pick-up point, but seeing my nephew nodding off, I carried him upstairs, took him straight to my grandparents’ room, covered him with a blanket and let him sleep with the intention of waking him up later to go home or at most, sleep here with me.
Back down to the first floor, only then was I allowed to turn on the TV (because before I turned on the electronic device for my nephew to play); right at the time there was a Premier League match in the middle of the first half (probably only those born in the 80s remember that in the early 2000s we could still watch the Premier League live on VTV), so I watched it right away; watched the end of the match, after the break, I suddenly remembered that I still hadn’t seen Ms. Thuy come to pick up my child, or… I forgot (I was still naive in my thinking at that time); ran up to check the blankets so my nephew could sleep well and then went down to continue watching the match. As soon as the match ended, I saw it was raining so I ran out to get my motorbike in, thinking that Ms. Thuy probably wouldn’t come to pick up my child anymore so I looked for the key to lock the gate, just as I got there, Ms. Thuy drove her motorbike in and it was raining heavily; I opened the door to push her motorbike into the yard and then the two of us ran into the house. Once inside, I realized that Ms. Thuy was completely wet because the rain was chasing me, now it had just started in my place but it had been there before, my clothes and hair were all wet.
…..Chapter 9. The bell rings and the shot is fired
Time seemed to freeze!
She turned over to me, her chin resting on her hands as she looked at me, but her eyes were still filled with tears as if she was trying to hold back tears.
What’s wrong?
I still didn’t say anything, my eyes staring at the ceiling; at that moment I was thinking, “Do you think this is necessary? If you don’t like it, then forget it; he still has… Miss Thoa; don’t think he’s… childish.”
She kept resting her chin on her hand and looking at me for a while, but I still didn’t react; suddenly she leaned down close to me and… kissed me; yes, she took the initiative to kiss me.
A few seconds of surprise, I naturally responded; at first gently, then gradually more passionately; I was also really surprised.
Gradually, each step had to come in the right order. When my hands went around her waist, through her shirt, into her back, and down to her chest, she loosened up a bit, but seeing that I was struggling and couldn’t reach her breasts, she sat up and reached behind her and…bang… the zipper was opened; damn, it was only at this moment that I realized that to open her shirt, I had to hook the zipper behind her back.
Even though I had fondled, sucked, and licked Thoa’s breasts several times, the feeling of being touched by Thuy was completely different, hard to describe because Thuy was much more intimate, much prettier, had a nicer figure, and firmer breasts…
Then when I completely took off her shirt, she also struggled to pull my pants down to release the pressure on my dick; when seeing my 17-year-old sausage, I felt her confusion and surprise (not to mention that my dick is quite good in terms of size, length and curvature – several times with some guys, they compared that I was much better; the most impressive was one time with some 3 guys and 2 Brazilian girls, they showed an attitude of… admiring my dick).
Then, after the initial confusion passed, I buried my face in her breasts, gently sucking, gently licking, licking… while she held my dick and stroked it up and down, her eyes half-closed… gradually, I managed to pull down her wind pants, but when it came to peeling off her creamy white panties, she seemed to tense up, showing that she didn’t want to… I had to change tactics again, turning to focus on kissing passionately, my left hand gently massaging her breasts, my right hand reaching down to her butt, kneading and squeezing, then choosing a position to put it inside her panties… slowly letting the enemy enjoy and lose his guard, then gradually invading the center of the triangle, finding the clitoris, gently rubbing it, making the enemy arch his back in pleasure, then skillfully pulling it down and completely removing the last layer of the fortress…
After the kiss ended, I curled up and kissed lightly on the pleasure center 7cm below the navel. Ms. Thuy was even more startled by this action. When I slipped my tongue into her slit, I felt her body stiffen, goosebumps from surprise and pleasure. She just said “oh oh oh”… then gradually softened… because she had just finished having sex with my old man. Even though she had washed, there was still a bit of slippery water left. Her vagina had not closed completely yet, so my tongue moved in, and soon the water flowed out again. Seeing the right moment, I stopped, grabbed the shirt next to me, wiped my mouth, then crawled up, gently sucked her nipple, and… gently put my meat in the right place and… gulp; she shivered a bit, then… accepted.
The orgy begins!
There was tradition; carrying a plow over the mountain; spooning… I hadn’t ejaculated for weeks, but I don’t know why I was able to last so long that day, about half a day with all the positions. Ms. Thuy climaxed several times, soaking the entire blue bed sheet, then I came in the spooning position; and what was also great about her was the way she squeezed. When I came, her pussy tightened, squeezing for a while, greatly increasing the pleasure.
We both lay still for a while to let the pleasure pass, then I slowly pulled out but still put my hand around her neck to hold one breast tightly, the other hand rubbed her hip, after a while she moved her body and said softly: Let me go to the bathroom…
Waiting for her to go to the bathroom for a while, I also sat up, pushed the door open; she was a bit surprised and seemed a bit shy, and I tried to act calm, reached for the faucet she was holding to spray my little brother’s dick; then used the only towel on the shelf to wipe her body first, then myself; then very calmly put my arm around her waist and walked out in a position where we were both completely naked. When I got to the bed, I looked back at the two water stains, one big and wet, the other small, I pointed: This was just now, this was before (meaning the old man’s and her’s place), making her face red with embarrassment; I turned to hug her again, feeling that with Ms. Thuy, it was both close, intimate, and had something like love, I had been through many love affairs with a series of girls, but with Ms. Thuy it was always full of emotions;
Many times now when working with my wife, I still vaguely think of her; she is almost 60 years old now, and has stopped menstruating, but many times when we are talking when no one is around, I still tease her: Now that you are a grandmother, do you want to try something else? She glares at me again!!! (now she lives about 3km from my house, my husband and I occasionally visit, and still call her aunt for affection).
After hugging her for a while, she pushed me away and said: Let me put on my pants and go home. I still have to pick you up.
Taking her downstairs, I showed her the bag the old man left behind and told her to take home. She opened the bag again, took out two 50k bills and gave them to me. After pushing them back and forth, I finally accepted and blurted out: Let’s go out for pho tonight, no more rice.
– Ooh, then cycle over to my place to eat, I’ll cook too.
– Is Uncle Quang home?
– I heard you left right after eating, probably going to work on a case. Now that you’re back, you’re packing clothes for me.
….
When I opened the gate to let her go, I noticed that her cheeks were still red. Later, I noticed that any girl who finishes sex comfortably and reaches orgasm has red cheeks.
Go into the bathroom to clean up, make the bed, change the sheets, then lie down and think, at such a young age, I’ve already eaten 3 people (the maid, Ms. Thoa, Ms. Thuy), then compare, the maid is the oldest, her goods are probably the worst compared to the 2, but it feels strange to have 3 at once; Ms. Thoa is lustful and natural; Ms. Thuy is delicious in everything, beautiful, a bit shy… I’m so lost in thought that I almost fall asleep.
It took me more than an hour, almost two hours, to wake up to the sound of the landline phone ringing from downstairs. I ran downstairs and realized it was already dark. I picked up the phone and it turned out to be Ms. Thuy. She said she had called several times but she didn’t pick up, and was going to call one more time. The content was that if you were going to come down to eat, come down so I could finish eating and go.
Even though I was still a bit sleepy after plowing 3 fields with Ms. Thuy, hearing her voice, I suddenly felt more excited; 5 minutes after finishing getting dressed, I took out the old man’s motorbike and in just 5 minutes I was at Ms. Thuy’s house.
….
Because Uncle Quang and I are very close, everything was normal, except that the little boy kept clinging to me; but I don’t know why at that time I was very mature ; when I knew that Uncle Quang was leaving at around 9:30 pm, I naturally thought of creating conditions for these two to take advantage of the time; I said I would take the little boy to my house to play video games, and later when the aunt took the uncle to the office car to pick him up, she would come pick him up, so that they could have time and space to take advantage of the time. When I came up with this idea, I acted very naive…; but the uncle agreed with both hands, the aunt looked embarrassed.
….
The story is long, but in short, I let my little brother go to my house, turned on the 4-button electronic device (probably only those born in the 80s know about this device) to play while I cleaned up a bit and then lay on the sofa watching him play and doze off; after about an hour or so, he woke up and said he was sleepy; I looked at the clock and saw it was almost 9:30 pm, which meant it was time for Aunt Thuy to take Uncle Quang to the pick-up point, but seeing my nephew nodding off, I carried him upstairs, took him straight to my grandparents’ room, covered him with a blanket and let him sleep with the intention of waking him up later to go home or at most, sleep here with me.
Back down to the first floor, only then was I allowed to turn on the TV (because before I turned on the electronic device for my nephew to play); right at the time there was a Premier League match in the middle of the first half (probably only those born in the 80s remember that in the early 2000s we could still watch the Premier League live on VTV), so I watched it right away; watched the end of the match, after the break, I suddenly remembered that I still hadn’t seen Ms. Thuy come to pick up my child, or… I forgot (I was still naive in my thinking at that time); ran up to check the blankets so my nephew could sleep well and then went down to continue watching the match. As soon as the match ended, I saw it was raining so I ran out to get my motorbike in, thinking that Ms. Thuy probably wouldn’t come to pick up my child anymore so I looked for the key to lock the gate, just as I got there, Ms. Thuy drove her motorbike in and it was raining heavily; I opened the door to push her motorbike into the yard and then the two of us ran into the house. Once inside, I realized that Ms. Thuy was completely wet because the rain was chasing me, now it had just started in my place but it had been there before, my clothes and hair were all wet.