Long Days (adult novel adapted from anime)

There was a period of time when I was very idle, really very idle. I am waiting for a notice. When the notice comes, I will leave my hometown and go to a strange place, which is very far away.

Every day, I sleep very late and usually go to the rental bookstore, return the book, and borrow a new one. In fact, I didn't read much of the books. I just flipped through each one and couldn't continue. But out of inertia, I continued to borrow books, return them, and borrow again.

The girl in the bookstore became familiar with me and smiled every time she saw me. But I'm not interested in her, her teeth are too yellow.

Under the shelf of romance books, there is often a little girl squatting. She wears goose yellow clothes and a short skirt. Her two small breasts can be seen from the neckline. She has not started wearing a bra yet, and wears a small white vest underneath. Every time she likes to squat, I think her small breasts must have been seen by many people, but she herself didn’t notice it at all. But who would have the nerve to remind her?

Her legs are very white, as white as tender lotus roots. Once she came out of the gate of No. 2 Middle School, and I knew she was a student.

There is a snack bar next to the bookstore. The male owner is very young and the female owner has big breasts. After borrowing books, I often ate a bowl of wonton there, which served as both breakfast and lunch. During that period, my appetite was not very good, so I would feel full after eating a little.

The hostess’s appearance was not good, but her skin was fair. When she smiled, her eyes narrowed into a line and there were fine lines at the corners of her mouth. Somehow, I always felt that she was like an older sister of my classmate. Once, she was sitting on a low stool making dumplings. Her clothes were very wide, and I could see her entire breasts from behind her neck. They were two plump mounds of bean curd, trembling slightly. Her nipples were dark, like meat that had changed color after being left for a long time. Every time I ate wonton from then on, I would imagine that the wonton was filled with meat like her nipples, which made it hard to swallow, so I rarely ate it.

On my way home from the bookstore, I had to pass by a tailor shop at the corner of the alley. It was run by a few girls from other places. I got to know them because I had mended a pair of pants there before.

When the girl in the tailor shop saw me, she not only smiled, but also asked me to come in and sit down. I went in, holding the book between my legs. The shop was very crowded, with cloth hanging on the walls and scraps of cloth scattered all over the tables and the floor. Three girls were crammed into the small space, but they still made room for me to sit, stopped what they were doing, and poured me tea.

If I am not satisfied, I can grab any of them by the head, press them on my knees, and interrogate them. None of them would get angry. Whoever was caught would be particularly excited and would shout loudly to arouse the sympathy of their companions and express that they were suffering. At the same time, they would give me seductive glances and speak in a coquettish voice.

They all like me very much and are often jealous of each other. One night, I accidentally saw that the lights in their store were on. I had a few drinks, so I knocked on the door and went in. I don't know what I said that night, but I made them very happy. When they left, I grabbed each of their breasts.

Recently they have a new little sister who is here to be an apprentice. My little sister has short hair, a pretty face, fair skin, and is very shy. Every time she sees me, she hides in the corner and doesn't speak, like a mouse seeing a cat. When I was playing with a few other girls, she would blush and lower her head, but I knew she was always eavesdropping and watching us.

One time I was chasing a girl, but I didn't catch her because my body was blocked by her little sister. I held her in my arms and sat behind the cloth that separated us. My hand touched her apple-sized breasts. Her face turned red, but she didn't struggle much. I was about to kiss her when the fabric was pulled open by another girl. The girls didn't interfere, they just kept laughing. I was afraid that the younger sister would feel embarrassed, so I dragged her hand to my room, but she struggled hard, saying she was scared. I smiled and let her go.

There is a small store down the alley from the tailor shop where I often make phone calls. The owner of the store is someone I know, she’s the girlfriend of a classmate of mine. Her shop was not very big, but there was a spacious yard through the back door. She often cooked food there using a coal stove, making the whole house fragrant. Because she was my classmate's girlfriend, I was embarrassed to get too close to her. I never walked into the counter or her yard.

Once, she said she had something to do and asked me to help look after the store. I lit a cigarette and sat down at the counter for the first time. After a while, I heard her calling me in the yard, so I went in.

She put her hand inside her shirt and scratched her back, saying she couldn't find the itchy spot and asked me to help her. I reached out and scratched her back, touching everywhere, but she said no. I put my hand through her armpit and stopped at her breast, and she suddenly stopped talking.

I tickled her breasts, and the more I tickled them, the more her breasts shook and her nipples stood up. She said it was itchy down there. I reached my hand into her crotch and tickled her. The itch spread everywhere, sometimes on her butt, sometimes on the inside of her thighs, sometimes between her legs, and even into her hair. In the end, she simply closed the shop and asked me to concentrate on helping her relieve the itch.

I am usually very idle. Except for sometimes going to the convenience store to help people relieve their itch, most of the time I sit in the yard opposite my house and chat with people. The old lady next door is a kind person. She put a long bench at her doorstep, and many neighbors often sit there when they have time.

The eldest son drives a truck and is not at home on weekdays. The youngest son is unemployed and also hangs around. Only a daughter-in-law and two little granddaughters are left, and they often stay at home. There was also a little daughter who often came out of the room in a nervous manner, with disheveled hair, untidy clothes, and was very coquettish. Later, it was discovered that she was a little gangster.

This little girl likes to listen to music. She connected her Walkman to a speaker and listens leisurely in the house. There was no bed in the room. There was just a bed board on the floor, covered with a mat and a quilt rolled up in a ball. When I first entered her room, I strongly felt the scent of feminine lust.

The little gangster said that she rarely brought boys to her room and her family members were not allowed to enter. I thought to myself: Of course, you probably masturbate in there often.

The little girl has a very delicate body, especially a thin and soft waist, and a pretty face, and she always looks like she hasn't woken up yet. When I had the honor of sitting on her mat, I naturally wanted to push her down on it and ravage her. So I asked her if she felt itchy. As a result, she slapped me in the face, which made me feel hot and completely awakened my sexual desire.

I pressed her under me and grabbed and kneaded various parts of her body with my hands. She was very soft, with tender flesh everywhere. When I peeled off her clothes, I saw that her breasts were very small, only the size of a fist, but very white, with bright red nipples, so cute. Her legs were very thin, white and tender, and felt very light in my hands. When I held one in each hand and spread them apart, she looked very young.

She was very wild when making love. As soon as my thing entered her pussy, she started moaning continuously. There is a sparse bit of black hair on the vulva, on the small fleshy mound, and as the penis is pulled, it keeps moving along with the skin. She leaned against the wall, her body curled up like a shrimp, her face flushed, and she looked extremely beautiful.

She changed her position and lay down like a puppy. She turned on her Walkman and played Tan Yonglin's songs, while she raised her little white butt and let me fuck her from behind. Her hair was spread out, covering most of her smooth back. As soon as the music started, she started shouting loudly, some of which were actually swear words.

Finally, as Tan Yonglin shouted passionately, "Karaoke is always OK," my semen splashed onto her back and buttocks. She curled up like an abandoned pet, silent until I left.

Unable to bear the loneliness during the leisurely days, he took his two little granddaughters from next door to the mountain to play. The older one is called Qing'er, she is thirteen years old, in the first grade of junior high school, and her waist is starting to become slim. The younger one is called Yuanyuan, she is in the second grade and is always noisy.

There is a park at the foot of the mountain with a carousel, swings, swings and slides. I put Yuanyuan on the turntable and let it spin around and around, swinging for Qing'er. Qing'er was very coquettish and screamed in fear but refused to get down. Yuanyuan felt dizzy from spinning on the carousel and started crying. We took her down. Not long after, she started to ask to sit on the rocking wheel and rocked back and forth by herself, feeling very comfortable.

Qing'er climbed to a high place and was afraid to come down. I shouted from below, "Jump!" and I would catch her. Qing'er kept shaking her head and was about to cry. I climbed to halfway up and said, "Come on, slide down. I'll hold you." Qing'er slid down and wrapped her arms and legs tightly around my body. I stood firmly on the ground, wondering why she didn't come down or make a sound. I turned around and saw Qing'er with a dizzy face, which was actually very touching.

I carried Qing'er into a big funnel. The tip of Qing'er's nose was sweaty. She sat on my lap with her little body and her arms around my neck like tender green vines, showing the grace of a woman.

Qing'er was wearing a tight little undershirt, and there was a slightly pointed nipple on her chest.

I asked, "What is this?"

Qing'er actually blushed and cursed: "You are a big bad guy!"

I said, "You said it. If you are a bad guy, you have to do bad things!" I talked to her while pinching her egg-sized breasts.

Her small breasts were hard and lumpy. After pinching her a few times, my lower body became hard and pressed against her little butt. Qing'er moved around restlessly, as if she really wanted to know what that thing was. I took her little hand and touched it. Qing'er pinched it carefully, wanting to speak but not daring to. At this time, Yuanyuan was shouting loudly from below, looking for us.

Qing'er and I didn't say anything.

When we got back, Yuanyuan said she wanted to tell her mother that we ignored her. I was shocked. Qing'er tried her best to please Yuanyuan and finally said she would give her a new pencil case. Only then did Yuanyuan agree not to complain.

Where I live, there is a primary school on the right out of the alley. A group of interns recently came to our elementary school and they often take a walk through the alley where I live. I sat in front of the door and saw it several times.

I look very attractive in a T-shirt, which is wide and loose, like a Taoist robe. Sometimes he sat cross-legged, with a piece of clothing covering his entire body, as if he was not wearing any pants. The group of interns were all women, and when they saw my expression, they couldn't stop giggling. I sat there contentedly, looking like a sage, staring at them all intently. Among them was a girl with a round face and very good skin. When she smiled, the smile would linger on her face for a long time. Her smile made the blood boil and her cheeks flushed. Well, she was very cute.

One time I met her and another girl on the street, and I smiled up to the sky: "What a nice weather, ha, ha, ha!" She was so happy.

I asked, "Are you from a normal school or a kindergarten teacher?"

She said, "Kindergarten teacher---Oh! Why are you asking this?!"

I said, "I went to your school when I was in school. Oh no! You guys don't even remember it?"

She said, "You're kidding! Boys are never allowed in our school."

I said, "Oh, I remembered it wrong, what's your name?"

After a few words, they were dizzy and that's how they got to know each other.

The round-faced girl is called Xiaoxia. The companion who often hangs out with me is called Ling'er. When I have free time, I think about how to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Ling'er is naughty and Xiaoxia is shy. When we were walking together, Ling'er and I were the ones talking endlessly, and Xiaoxia was silent. I saw her staring at Ling'er with envy and jealousy on her face. I laughed inwardly.

Xiaoxia and Ling'er came to my room to play. I suddenly asked Ling'er to buy me a pack of cigarettes. Ling'er said, "Why do you order people around? I won't go!" Xiaoxia wanted to go buy it, but I didn't let her.

I called Ling'er aside, bit her ear and said, "Okay Ling'er, I'll tell you the truth, I like Xiaoxia and want to talk to her for a while, go now!"

Ling'er left with a blushing face. Xiaoxia looked at me curiously, wondering how I could control that girl.

I looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you want to know what I said to her?"

Xiaoxia said, "Speak!"

I said, "Don't be angry if I tell you so."

Xiaoxia thought I was trying to please Ling'er, so she said, "Okay, no matter what you say to her, I won't be angry." But her tone was sour.

I said, "I told her I like you and want to talk to you for a while, and she went."

When Xiaoxia heard this, her face turned red instantly. I moved closer and said, "I do like you!" and kissed her.

When Ling'er came back, Xiaoxia was already in my arms. Ling'er dropped her things and left. I thought that Ling'er was a proud person and it would be good to dampen her spirit, so I did not chase her.

The floor was clean. Xiaoxia was sitting in front of the stereo, listening to music, and I hugged her from behind. It was the first time that Xiaoxia was hugged by a boy. She said, "It's so comfortable lying in your arms." I didn't say anything. I just put my hands on her cheek from behind and rubbed it non-stop. Xiaoxia let out a long breath from the bottom of her heart, her whole body softened, she leaned on me, half closed her eyes, and said, "Well, it's so good, so beautiful."

I said, "Yes, but it can't last long."

Xiaoxia turned her head back in surprise and asked, "Why?"

I told you I was going out soon. Then he added, "I really can't bear to leave you."

Xiaoxia's tears flowed down, and the atmosphere suddenly became like a farewell of life and death. She and I were entangled in a passionate struggle, rolling and piled on each other on the floor of the room.

Soon Xiaoxia was naked, her fair and tender body was as tender as a freshly peeled egg. When I pressed my fingers, five small flesh holes appeared, which appeared and disappeared, leaving some red blush that gradually faded away.

I said, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

She said, "No! No!" and her tender white buttocks flipped there. There was a flash of black hair between the legs, and then white thighs.

Xiaoxia's labia is not as quiet as she looks. The two labia are thick and drooping on both sides. The tender flesh in the middle is bright red and full of blood. The most attractive thing is the small hillock above her vulva, which is plump and juicy. The pubic hair is black and fine, and you can see the white skin under the black hair. When you touch it, it seems like you can squeeze the water out of the meat.

In the end, I only stopped my penis at the entrance of her vagina, with half of the glans entering, and rubbed it shallowly without inserting it. But the kind of ecstatic contact was already very satisfying. The semen spurted out, leaving marks of occupation on her snow-white skin.

Xiaoxia was very grateful that I cared about her, and every time she came, she would try every means to masturbate for me. Once she took it in her mouth while I was sleeping.

I told Xiaoxia that I wanted to kiss Ling'er, just a kiss, no other meaning. Xiaoxia believed it, but Ling'er disagreed.

My notice arrived very quickly, and when I saw her off, I finally kissed Ling'er in front of Xiaoxia. Ling'er's mouth is also naughty, and after the kiss, a spicy taste is left. It turns out that she had secretly prepared it and ate a lot of chili peppers on purpose, hoping to make me die of spiciness. Hehe, this girl!

I am a lone wolf walking in a foreign land. Whenever I think of the days before I left my hometown, I always feel very warm.

During those long and boring days, I was like a dog lying in the sun, leisurely and comfortable.