Black and red swing

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1. Private underwear

“I’m so sorry, I’ll come back as soon as possible!”

It was one o’clock in the afternoon on Sunday. After greeting Yoshiyuki who came as scheduled to enter the living room, Tomoyo walked to the entrance and hurriedly prepared to go out.

“There are cakes and ice cream in the refrigerator, you can eat as much as you want! Then I’ll leave first!”

“Okay, be careful on the road…”

Yoshiyuki waved and watched Tomoyo leave. Until he couldn’t see her anymore, he closed the door and returned to the living room.

“… Well, it shouldn’t matter if we ignore him for now!”

Glancing at the Japanese-style room next door, Kenji, Tomoyo’s nephew, who was running around in the room just now and loved to play tricks, was sleeping soundly now, perhaps because he felt sleepy after eating snacks.

Yoshiyuki looked at the courtyard, the courtyard he saw every day, but it felt so different from here. He was strongly aware that he was now in the home of the widow he admired.

(This is definitely a good opportunity!)

He secretly planned to sneak into her room if he had the chance. If possible, he wanted to touch Tomoyo’s private belongings and anything that her skin touched directly. Even just smelling the fragrance of the private room of the woman he admired would be a wonderful experience!

(Just a look, nothing!)

Ken’er would sleep for at least an hour! There must be enough time to sneak into the room, and he couldn’t miss this opportunity no matter what.

While paying attention to Ken’er’s movements, he walked to the corridor and tiptoed up to the second floor. There were three doors in total, and he opened them one by one.

The first room was the guest room, and the second room seemed to be her late husband’s study. There was only one room left.

Yoshiyuki gently turned the doorknob.

A soft fragrance came towards him, which was the perfume that Tomoyo loved to use. In addition, there was the smell of cosmetics. As soon as he entered the door, the seductive smell coming from nowhere stimulated his sense of smell.

(Ms. Tomoyo sleeps here every day!)

Immersed in the present reality, he looked at the private room of the young widow that he had dreamed of countless times.

In the ten-tatami-sized room, the double bed was placed by the window, and next to it was a wardrobe. In front of the bed was a display cabinet made of rattan, and a small LCD TV was embedded in the wall. But…, his eyes quickly returned to the bed, and Yoshiyuki couldn’t help but gasp.

The trousers that were taken off were thrown on the bed, and not only that, but also the light yellow top and underwear were thrown there. It should be that when changing out clothes, even the underwear was changed by the way!

“This is, Miss Tomoyo’s…”

Slowly walked to the bed, and reached out for the light yellow top.

It felt so comfortable to touch, he gently rubbed it on his face, and sucked hard on Tomoyo’s cruel fragrance.

“Ah, huh… What a great smell!”

The sweet vanilla-like smell tickled his nose, as if burying his head in the valley of his chest, there was an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

This alone was touching enough, but the young widow’s gift was more than that. For Yoshiyuki, underwear was the most interesting thing.

Yoshiyuki put his shirt back in place and looked at his underwear.

“…This, there’s a stain!”

The bottom of the underwear, which was spread out directly, had a slightly different color. The dreamlike traces dyed the white cloth a light lemon color.

“This, could it be…”

He hurriedly pulled open the underwear and observed it carefully. The things of the admired women would not feel dirty at all, but deepened the desire.

Yoshiyuki curiously put the yellow stain at the bottom close to his nose. He sniffed gently, and a fragrance he had never experienced before came to his nose. It was not perfume, sweat, or filth. It was a unique smell with a slight sweetness and acidity.

(Is this the smell of a woman? The smell of… Miss Tomoyo’s little cunt?)

Even though he felt slightly dizzy, he still gently rubbed the wet cloth on his nose, intoxicated by the strong smell of lust.

Yoshiyuki didn’t know that the underwear was not just taken off, but was specially stained with love juice from the wet genitals after masturbation in order to get that smell.

“Huuu, huuuu… umm, huuuuu…”

The crotch was swollen and hard, and Yoshiyuki was still intoxicated by the shameful smell. Unable to suppress the lust, the excitement was so strong that the hair on the body stood up, and he struggled to hold back the desire to masturbate, but he couldn’t do it. Yoshiyuki took the erection out of his pants, smelled the widow’s lewd smell and began to masturbate.

Fantasizing about Tomoyo’s naked body and himself playing with her big breasts. Kissing, licking the neck, and then moving to suck the beautiful nipples. Then the tip of the tongue continued to move down, from the twisting waist and lower abdomen to the dense hair, and then buried his face in the crotch that exuded a lewd smell.

Unconsciously, the taste alone was no longer enough to satisfy him, and he really wanted to experience it himself. He rubbed the meat tube in a panic and licked the wet yellow stains with the tip of his tongue.

“Hmm…ah, it’s so delicious, Miss Tomoyo’s here, it’s really delicious!”

Indulging in fantasy, Jiazhi rubbed the meat tube faster and faster. While licking and sucking the bottom of the underwear, he licked every corner of the secret lips in the virtual world. But this is not just a fantasy, because in reality he is tasting her honey. Fantasy and reality intertwined, and the male root was about to reach the limit.

“Ah, ah, I, I… I’ve… I’ve already!”

The semen spurted out, and the floor was splashed with white liquid.

“Hoo, hoo… hoo, hoo… ahhhh!”

Sitting on the floor helplessly, Yoshiyuki was dazedly looking at the white liquid scattered all over the floor in a joy he had never experienced before, and in which he almost lost consciousness. The amount was so much that he couldn’t even believe it, but fortunately it all fell on the floor.

Yoshiyuki began to wipe the floor with tissue paper with a sense of guilt. He put his saliva-stained underwear back to its original position, rushed out of the room and flushed the tissue paper into the toilet, and then returned to the room to confirm that there were no signs of invasion.

“It should be fine, there is nothing, different…”

Except for the saliva on the underwear, the room seemed to have not changed at all. He walked to the bed and suddenly found a notebook next to the pillow.

(Is this a diary?)

A hardcover notebook the size of a textbook, with the date written in the corner. Although he felt that he shouldn’t peek at his diary, the page that was unpretentiously spread out caught his eye.

In an instant, the words that made him care flew into his eyes. The date was July 12, and it said “Pervert Experience”.

“The 12th was, I remember…”

It was the day we took the bus together, so the pervert experience couldn’t be, at that time…

He didn’t doubt why the diary was turned to that page, but just wanted to know what was written in it. He sat down on the bed and began to read carefully.

Boom, boom, boom… The more he read, the stronger his heartbeat became.

Tomoyo had already noticed that she had touched her buttocks, and she also acquiesced to the pervert behavior. But that was not the magnanimity of an adult, but the truth of Tomoyo’s intentional seduction, all of which were written in the diary.

(Is that so? That’s it! Miss Tomoyo, she deliberately did this to me…)

On the bus, Tomoyo deliberately bumped into him with her breasts, and she didn’t really lose her balance when turning, but did it to give him an opportunity.

‘Kayuki must have been waiting for this opportunity. The bicycle tire must have been a lie, just to take the same bus with me… He must be interested in me. I understand. He only thinks about women, a naughty boy, but I like him. I thought I had always cared about him, so I wanted to play a trick on him! What a fool I am! ’

“I, I… Ms. Tomoyo, too, to me…”

My heart beat faster, as if I had suddenly been confessed by a woman I admired.

‘I have been so strange lately, I can’t help but want to seduce Yoshiyuki when I see him. Although I know it’s not okay, but my husband is gone, so it’s not considered betrayal, nor is it considered incest. He will come to my house on Sunday, and I finally invited him. I have been waiting for this opportunity, how should I try to seduce him. Yes, that’s it. ’

“…That’s it, what is it?”

The ending made Yoshiyuki suspenseful, and he couldn’t help turning to the next page. But Friday’s diary was full of complaints about the training, and it ended in just a few lines. Turn to the next page, which is yesterday’s diary and start reading.

‘The training finally ended today. Tomorrow is finally Sunday, and Yoshiyuki will come to my house. ’

“End? But today?”

Yoshiki was full of questions, but nodded in understanding as he continued reading. She planned to kill time in front of the station, come back in an hour, and say that she was notified to cancel halfway. In other words, helping to take care of her nephew was actually an excuse to invite him home.

“………”

I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside to confirm the current time. It was 1:50 p.m., and according to the plan, Tomoyo would not be back for another ten minutes, so there seemed no need to leave the dormitory in a hurry. Even if she found me in the dormitory, she would definitely not be angry. Because it was clearly written in the diary that the underwear on the bed was placed there in anticipation of me playing with it. Maybe she masturbated in that underwear! Although I couldn’t help blushing when she guessed my actions so accurately, I knew that this was also what Tomoyo wanted, and my sense of shame faded. What’s more, it was also written in the diary. For the private belongings of the opposite sex that I like, it is impossible for a teenager of this age to resist, such understanding words…

The diary that followed revealed the next shocking plan.

‘How about deliberately letting him see her underwear? For example, let Kenji ask to play a horse riding game… If I wear a miniskirt, my butt will be exposed. What kind of underwear should I wear? Too fancy ones are not good, but thongs are too ordinary now…’

“I, I like it too! Thongs… are really great!”

He kept talking to himself, looking at the diary again and again. The penis that had just ejaculated was fully erect.

Everything in reality was as written in the diary, which meant that the plan was indeed being implemented. Next, she would plan to let him see her underwear.

At the end of the diary, Tomoyo also wrote a line of exciting words. Try to ask him out next time….

Perhaps she had tested her feelings at other times! So, Yoshiyuki turned the diary to the front and read from the beginning.

The first day’s issue was two weeks ago, the day after her husband’s weekly taboo.

It was filled with thoughts such as “It’s almost time to let everything go” and “I should try to stand up from the sadness”. She was thinking about her late husband and encouraging herself to be positive. She overlapped her unchanging daily life with the memories of her husband and wrote down the things that happened every day.

As expected, it also included her feelings for herself. The existence that she had been paying attention to since moving here, and the feelings that were prompted by her husband when she was in love with her husband, shook her confused heart.

The feelings that had been forgotten for a long time after the sudden loss of her husband were slowly rekindled as the sadness faded, just like she was confessing her feelings to herself.

“I too, have always… always liked you, Miss Tomoyo!”

With her chest burning with emotion, Yoshiyuki began to look forward to the sweet play with the young widow she admired.

As Tomoyo expected, Yoshiyuki dreamed of the moment when she lost her virginity. But she was unaware that all this was actually within her calculations.

2. The child’s prank

(I wonder what he is doing now?)

While killing time in the cafe in front of the station, Tomoyo was thinking about Yoshiyuki at home.

Did he sneak into the room? Did he play with the underwear on the bed? Did he read the diary beside the pillow…

The husband once said that it would be smooth because the other party was a teenager in puberty. But is his admiration for him strong enough to do such a thing? According to his mother, he has good behavior and excellent grades, and he is also well-known in the neighborhood. He is a proud son. He doesn’t seem like someone who would do such a short-circuit action as her husband said.

(Alas! Anyway, we will know later!)

After glancing at her watch, Tomoyo stood up. It was almost two o’clock. Anyway, let’s go home as planned! It doesn’t matter if the plan fails this time. The means of temptation have been thought of long ago.

After getting off the bus, Tomoyo walked towards home. On the way, she deliberately unbuttoned one button of her shirt to expose the valley of her sweaty chest. The thong under the miniskirt is the most extreme one that can’t cover the hair.

“I’m back!”

She opened the door of the entrance with great expectation. Yoshiyuki quickly poked her head out from the living room.

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

“How annoying! I received a cancellation notice on the way. It said that the lecturer suddenly fell ill and couldn’t come!”

She took off her shoes and observed Yoshiyuki’s face while saying the lines she prepared in advance. (As expected, he entered the room?)

The eyes looked a little strange. Could this be a manifestation of anticipation for what was to come?

“By the way, is Jian’er okay?”

She asked casually while walking towards the stairs.

“He’s still sleeping… Um, should I wake him up?”

“Huh? Ah, that’s right! It would be troublesome if he couldn’t sleep at night!”

Yashiyuki’s words made her heart beat faster, but she still walked quickly towards the dormitory.

She opened the door and looked at the room. At first glance, nothing has changed, but before leaving, Tomoyo took a photo of the room with her phone. After comparing it, she could still find that the wrinkles of the clothes and the position of the diary had been moved.

“Really, it’s too naive!”

She breathed a sigh of relief. Everything went according to the script.

Tomoyo stood in front of the mirror, took off her stockings for going out, and folded the waist of her miniskirt inward several times. It became a miniskirt less than five centimeters below the buttocks, and it would be exposed if she bent forward slightly.

“… Well, not bad!”

Looking at her lower abdomen in the mirror, she nodded gently.

Anyway, he already knew that she would seduce him, so there was no need to worry about being too revealing and bold in this way. Even if he couldn’t help it, it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter if he took the initiative to sneak attack. As long as Kayoshita was determined, that would be the best result. The first experience was actually just the first step. I would use the skills taught by my previous husband to make him crazy, and then educate him to be a man who could only satisfy me.

After taking a deep breath to calm her heart, Tomoyo stepped into the living room where Yoshiyuki was waiting, the stage for the boy’s temptation.

“Hey, Yoshiyuki, have you eaten the cake?”

She asked Yoshiyuki, who stared at her with wide eyes, as if nothing had happened.

“Ah… No, not yet.”

“Is that so? You still have time today? Since it’s rare, take your time. I’ll go make coffee.”

Aware of the boy’s gaze, she slowly twisted her waist and walked into the kitchen, smiling at him across the bar while preparing drinks.

Just then, Kenji came into the living room from the corridor.

“Oh! Kenji is up too, what do you want to drink?”

“No. Hey, brother, let’s go play outside!”

Kenji shook his head at Tomoyo and rushed to Yoshiyuki who was sitting on the sofa. He was not afraid of strangers to begin with, and it seemed that he liked Yoshiyuki very much.

“Ah, okay, wait a minute!”

“Now! Come and play! Okay! Okay!”

“Xiao Jian, don’t bother me like this”

She came over with coffee and cake, speaking nonchalantly.

“Otherwise, auntie will play with you… By the way, let’s play horseback riding?”

Hearing this line, Jiazhi was frightened and moved her eyebrows.

But the script was ruined by Jianer’s words.

“I want my brother to be a horse, brother!”

“………”

They looked at each other and sighed slightly. Each of them was attacked by a similar sense of disappointment, and their shoulders fell.

(Really, Jianer… Oh, forget it, just change the battle plan.) In fact, she didn’t dare to expect Jianer to cooperate obediently, but as long as she said the keyword “horseback riding game” to make Jiazhi clear