Agarwood Residence 3

Author: bzdzmb
Word count: 19816
I am a senior high school student, and my family lives in a small remote county, where the development is relatively backward. Today is a special day. The juniors and juniors of the first and second grades stood neatly on the playground. To be honest, no one dared to speak, because they were about to be reviewed and insulted by a woman.
The once-a-month school-wide routine meeting, to put it bluntly, is like a criticism meeting during the Cultural Revolution. The meeting was presided over by a middle-aged woman. She is the teaching director of our school. She is called “Master Miejue”. She is not called Miejue because she is ugly, but because she is too strict and never tolerates cheating and mischievous students.
But I just entered the third year of high school and got out of the sea of ​​suffering. Finally, I don’t have to worry about her as much as before. But today I still hang out on the playground, uninvited, and my eyes are fixed on that figure. A plump and mature woman walked on the stage. The dean first notified a bunch of students and classes who had deducted marks, and the whole school notified them without mercy, embarrassing those students and their class teachers and wanting to get into the cracks in the ground.
But I watched it with gusto, and even set up a tent under the waistband of my trousers out of season.
If it was before, it would be unimaginable, but it was the first time I looked at the dean with a man’s eyes, and found that she was actually not bad looking, and she was very charming.
I ran to the toilet and took out a blue-black thing from my pocket. All the evil thoughts came from it. When I opened it, it was a pair of women’s underwear.
The dean who was speaking harshly on the stage would never have imagined that the underpants she had just changed would appear in my hands.
I unfolded the inner side of the panties, and there were still traces of the crotch being caught by the mysterious shape. I eagerly sniffed it under my nose, and it was close to the nostrils. It was a very strong female lower body odor, which was a combination of the products of the metabolism of an unknown number of mature women. Of course, the smell could not be a fresh fragrance, but my nostrils were expanding. The front position of the pants is like the golden section point of a straight line, exposing the strongest smell of the underwear. I aimed at the position of my nose accurately, and put the whole pair of middle-aged women’s size panties on my head, with the crotch covering my nose. The majestic voice of the teaching director was still playing on the radio outside. The avatar below me was up to the limit. With a rush of heart, I stuck out my tongue desperately and licked it out. The first feeling was salty, but this mysterious salty taste was like a catalyst for pleasure, and quickly brought me to the peak of orgasm.
I was in a trance, and the dean’s insulting voice seemed to be the driving force for me to extract sperm.I moved my tongue up and down in circles, almost licking all over my pussy and anus. My pants were wet and felt like I had drained all the semen I had accumulated since puberty.
This year, I was just in my third year of high school, and I left the playground with my thin body dragging.
I carefully treasured my panties next to my body, this is my magic weapon for “spiritual friendship”.
Why do I have the underwear of the teaching director? It starts with a friend of mine.
My friend is called Zhang Li, we were young, and I was also his attendant. Later, his family situation got better and better, and mine got worse and worse. Until his father became the county magistrate, his family finally moved out.
Although the two families are estranged, he still recognizes me as a brother, and I often fool around with him, going in and out of various places where fish and dragons are mixed.
He rented a large apartment by himself, and often invited me to his house to play. He has a large collection of pornographic videos in his computer. Whenever there is a scene of foot fetish and cunnilingus, he is very excited. Gradually, there are more such movies in his house.
Every time he saw this kind of scene, Zhang Li would reach into his pants and masturbate. He never cheated on me when he did this kind of thing. He also encouraged me to masturbate with him, saying that a good brother is one who can masturbate together.