RAW and Creampie Tales of Mine

[Sturmgewehr44]

Great share bro TS, hoping to read more

[Trang]

Hope can read more updates.

[Nitrolicious]

Well done! Chun is owned!

[otamay]

Originally Posted by zaktroll

My beautiful girl


"Oh! Oh!! TEACHER! AH!!"

Her eyes wide, mouth agape as she looked at me, for me, and I leaned into her wide arms gladly.

I gave myself into the final throes of my orgasm as well, emptying my balls deep into her heat.

Into Chun.

Please continue your beautiful story.

[zaktroll]

Chun... in the afterglow kept hugging me tightly. Her pale white thighs tucked up behind me, heels almost trying to push me deeper into her.

I was half panting, half growling, in an almost delirious state of mind as I coiled my arms around her as if to possess all of her. I bit and suckled at her lips, chin, neck, and nipples. I left so many marks on her, exchanging wordless murmurs as we both tried to recover. Chun's eyes were wide, tearful, and yet she was smiling.

"Love you." She mouthed silently.

"Why?" I responded in kind, the very image of a absentminded male after sex.

She only shook her head and pulled me close, our skin still dry in the autumn chill, pressing my aged abs against her lean youthful body.

We laid together that way for a long time: Me on top of her, still inside. Chun locking me in her embrace and refusing to let me move forever.

Outside, my wind chimes tinkled in the breeze. The sheer curtains rustled with the winds.

Chun sneezed, breaking the spell as I laughed.

"Shower?" I grinned as I lifted her up in my arms. This girl... I thought I fed her a lot over the months, but it seemed like she still needed more nourishment?

In the shower, I could sort of feel my hot cum pooling down on my shrunken penis, so I pulled out only inside the shower stall. I bathed her tenderly, wincing at how quickly some bruises and hickies appeared on her upper body. Through it all, Chun was turned away from me and hummed a song that I didn't know, surprising me because I had never heard her sing. She was very blessed with an incredible voice.

"... Teacher has a big bathroom..." Chun spoke suddenly.

"Mm?"

"... Why does your bathroom have such a big window facing the mountains? Won't everyone see you?"

Chuckling, "Ah, this is a one way glass. Nobody can look inside. I made sure of it." I continued brushing her smooth hair and toweling her body gently.

She pulled my microfiber towel to her, cloaked around her shoulders, mystified as she slid onto the large window sill. "Chun ah... Never knew that I live in such a beautiful city," She whispered but her voice was clear in the silent bathroom. I wasn't sure what to say. It felt important to her.

I simply put a hand on top of her head and patted her.

"All my life, my grandmother had only told me to work hard, so that I can escape this small city. But then I met Teacher. Because you took care of me, so I studied even harder. But now... My heart wavers. Teacher, do you know Li ZiQi?"

(very very very famous internet celebrity who lives in the countryside with her grandma in a super rural village. Highly encourage people to check her out on BiliBili)

"Hm," I grunted softly.

"Is it bad to wish for a soft life? I want to be with my grandmother, but now I want to be with you and see the world too... Chun is quite greedy at heart."

I smiled, knowing what she said and what she left unsaid, "Teacher is greedy too. But once I thought I had everything... Then I realised it was all a dream gone into nothingness. I once had someone for many years, but now I do not."

I took a deep breath before continuing...

"Or maybe, now I do have someone again. I hope it will not become a dream again."

Chun leaned back against me, and I lightly draped my arms over her as our fingers entwined... Both of us looking out quietly for long moments.

By the time we made it out to the lunch I had ordered, I was surprised it was barely 1p.m. I had thought it would be late in the afternoon. Chun had her girlish cotton shorts and camisole as we both tucked into the food. With her hair held up in a loose twintail to better dry out, I was super distracted all through lunch. Like this, Chun definitely didn't look 20, but much... younger with a truly deep cleavage.

I drank some milk tea as my erection obviously tented my shorts.

Chun's gaze barely flickered over to my loins and smiled almost imperceptibly, looking away as if not seeing what was happening. Finished with her lunch, she got up and neatly disposed of all the trash into a bag... With her fingers barely lingering across my neck.

Chun didn't say a word or met my gaze. She went over to the empty space by the living room and made a show of stretching... Twirling her arms up high with camisole lifting further to expose her taut belly button and somewhat fuller tummy from lunch.

I took another sip of milk tea.

Chun was putting on her first show for me, even though she clearly had no idea what to do.

So, Chun resorted to doing the school's morning stretches.

Bending over, Chun tucked her face towards her knees, those girly cotton shorts plastered against her butt in such a way it was almost criminal. Her side stretches weren't any better. The angle made her pert ample breasts spill out against her worn camisole.

She then got down into a full split facing me, and very slowly leaned forwards until I could see into her heavy cleavage with her face blushing furiously in the innocence of what she was attempting, as she STILL continued to avoid my gaze.

I was fucking hard.

Rock hard.

I took one last sip of that fucking milk tea and strode towards my student.

Chun finally met my gaze, her eyes lustful and yet fearful in her youthful passion. She leaned away from me, scrambling backwards while biting down on her lip yet again. Her twintails with her current outfit...

Well, she's 20, so this definitely isn't a crime or anything.

I held onto her ankle and pulled her towards me. She gasped at my sudden ferocity, but I didn't stop. Masterfully, I slid my palms beneath her shorts and easily slid it off her. I did the same for her camisole, enjoying the silken friction of her creamy skin against the glide of my hands.

This was the first time I properly studied Chun's pussy as she hid her face behind her hands, but still peeked out at me. Her labia and clitoris were the same color of her skin with no blemishes... They were so smooth that it was impossible she had not done some work before coming over. And... The smell... Tofu? I was confused, but this was definitely silken tofu, wasn't it?

Tentatively, I flicked my tongue against her clit, eliciting a jolt from her body and a muted squeal. Well, I definitely won't stop for my tofu dessert then. I stuck my tongue as deep as I could inside her, then whirling it around her labia lips and tonguing onto her clit. Again and again, she would jerk at every single contact, until I simply used my arms to lock my face against her pussy.

This was a strange treat. I've tasted girls that were sweet for sure, but never one that tasted like silken tofu. I got really into it at some point, lost in what I was doing until Chun started swatting me on the head.

"... Stop, Teacher! I can't..." She looked so worn out and limp on the floor, I felt genuinely bad for getting carried away.

I kissed my way up her body, suckling on her generous tits as I pressed my cock inside her again. It was so immensely rare to find a girl whose body was this compatible. For most girls, I had to rely on them to guide my cock in. Even then, the angle or fitting of our bodies was unlikely to feel good.

With Chun, I thrust in and impaled her so easily given how dripping wet she was. Chun's butt was making as squelching sound as I fucked her without holding back. She was tired, so I knew better than to make her orgasm again.

But again, to the contrary, Chun was making that same long uninterrupted whining from earlier as I cycled in and out of her mercilessly. Beating me to it, I pinned her down as her convulsions started, preventing her from interrupting my creampie.

"Arrrrgh, Chun! I'm shooting it all inside you!"

"Give me! Give me!" Chun urged me as I slammed into her in a finale, cumming whilst her vagina pulsed tightly and drained me of all my sperm. I blacked out, seeing fuzzy stars in my vision, just intent on forcing more of my length inside her.

Surely the day was over right?

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P.S. Sorry but recent US election caused a shit storm for all the work and stuff under my lead. Also cannot access this easily inside China

[juzz]

TS. Thanks for the effort to put it down in writing! 😊

[zaktroll]

Originally Posted by juzz

TS. Thanks for the effort to put it down in writing! 😊

thanks. feel free to share some reactions regarding wording, language, etc.

[juzz]

Originally Posted by zaktroll

thanks. feel free to share some reactions regarding wording, language, etc.

Language especially prose is vivid, stimulating and effortlessly uplifting! 😊

Wonderful to have a young and nubile Chun as a companion. Uppz you in appreciation 🙏

[tabosage]

Great update bro TS. More please, thank you!!

[otamay]

Originally Posted by zaktroll

thanks. feel free to share some reactions regarding wording, language, etc.

Very well done, love the way you describe Chun as silken tofu, syt definitely is.

Camping here for more juicy updates please.

[zaktroll]

Surely not. I dozed off at some point... again. Once I woke, the sun was casting in the window again. I had a blanket over me. I squinted at Chun at the kitchen, stirring up something in my tea pot. Hm, floral. Sweet. Very very fragrant. I stirred and turned to my side to get a better look at her.

Chun brushed her hair back with one hand, squinting against the steam from the teapot and sniffing gingerly at the floral tea she had just brewed. Delicately, she pressed in a few more tea leaves, stirring until the aroma satisfied her. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of me, unglamorously awake on the living room floor, and as our eyes met... Chun's face lit up with a smile, shining brightly in the dazzling afternoon sun cast off the walls of my apartment. But she didn't say a word; nothing witty, nothing sarcastic, nothing at all.

She just shared in that simple silent present with me.

My heart swelled at that moment.

I've been with quite a lot of girls in my life. Not even my ex-wife was like this. Chun eventually got around to being busy in the kitchen, cutting fruits into a tupperware box, sorting trash out, and... She kept looking around until I snapped out of my stupor.

"Chun? Need something?"

"Teacher..." Chun laughed helplessly in response, "You are so neat! I don't know what else to do in your house hahahahaha..."

I laid stunned for a second before joining her in a guffaw. It was true. I had always been picking up after my exes all along, and my army habits eventually got more refined as I travelled for work for long periods often.

Left to Right.

Small. Medium. Large.

Spoon. Fork. Knife.

Heavies below. Lightest above.

Dailies on open top. Weeklies in shelves. Monthlies behind doors.

I grinned like a schoolboy again, remembering the lessons that my army officers and regulars had drilled into me for months before they were deployed over to the middle east. And the lessons that the boarding house matrons of England had imperiously driven into our heads at every opportunity. Pulling on shorts, carelessly tossing on a shirt, I joined Chun in the kitchen as her eyes twinkled at me all the while.

Being around her in our private space, it felt comfortable. As if we had attuned to each other's very soul for years with nothing between us. She looked at me expectantly, as I stood on a chair to pull down the rest of the teapot's set.

Designed by a Japanese student I had met long ago, the tea set was like a russian Matryoshka doll that could only be kept correctly in one manner. I carried the pot and glasses over to the patio as Chun wordlessly took a pack of snacks that we both enjoyed.

Unstacking it, I showed Chun how set holder transformed into a tray that held the four cups inside, each with a very slightly different shape and size.

"Now, we wait for the timer you had set."

Chun's whisper tinkled in the air, "Teacher noticed again."

I met her eyes lovingly, "Always."

I started to arrange the floor sofa for snuggling. She folded up the blanket and swapped it for the comforter from my room. Draping it around me, Chun didn't jump in to snuggle... Instead, she clasped her arm around me and hugged me from behind.

"Mmm?"

"This is..." Chun cleared her throat thickly, "How I hug my grandma after I bring her favourite blanket during the afternoons we spend together."

I held onto her supple arms firmly and kissed the back of a palm that was curled up towards my chin.

"And... Like this too?"

"Mm," Chun muttered faintly.

I held that posture with her until she joined me of her own accord... Her cold form slipping under the layers to press up against me. I thought for several moments about what I could do for her, and what she was trying to say.

"You must return to your grandma before dinner, ok?"

She buried her face against my chest like a small child, "Mm..."

"... But we still have time," I drawled on in my teacherly voice, "So would Chun like to hear some stories about teacher? Stories that I will never tell in class?"

Chun's eyes, already moist with tears, lit up bravely again as she perched on chin on my chest, "Yes!"

And so, we spent the rest of that afternoon together. Sharing as many stories of my life and travels as I could with her, until I had to send her home.

To Chun's credit, she remained ever steadfast and collected when we kissed goodbye. She didn't want me to walk her out in public. She didn't ask for a kiss. She only said, "Thank you, Teacher," and left for the DiDi that was waiting for her below.

This wasn't the end yet. I had to be quick! Jumping on my laptop, I put together a bunch of items and sent them out for immediate priority with the highest delivery. It barely costs me anything, but I saw.

Saw her worn camisole.

Saw her weathered and worn bag.

Saw her dry hair.

Saw how she reacted to the cutlery and kitchen items.

I texted her: "Chun, I am sorry, but teacher is giving you work that will keep you busy. Will you be ok?"

She sent back a picture of a brave kitten.

I could only send back a smile, "Ok, I will send the work to you."

For many long hours, I did not hear anything from her until almost midnight. It was a picture of her cuddled warmly with her granny on a traditional hard stone bed with the soft thick comforter I had sent her. She had drawn cute red ribbons on herself and her granny with the words:

"Thank you, Teacher."