Chapter 249 Fuck You, You Slut
Albert watched the screen, captivated by Vanessa's lascivious display as she was being fucked by a man. His excitement grew, and he stroked his cock faster. Feeling the urge to ejaculate, he quickly grabbed an ice pack wrapped in a towel from a nearby cooler and placed it on his reddened, hot penis. The cold shock caused his erect cock to shrivel with goosebumps. Once it softened, he put the ice pack back in the cooler and started another sex video, gripping his semi-flaccid cock and stroking it again.
This was the first technique from the secret manual. When feeling the urge to ejaculate, one must cool it down immediately and then re-stimulate the penis to become erect again. Repeatedly exposing the penis to extreme temperature changes would desensitize it, making it less sensitive and less likely to ejaculate at the sight of a naked woman. Over time, this practice would not only increase endurance but also help in lengthening and thickening the penis, achieving three benefits in one.
Albert had an average-sized penis, which made him feel inadequate, especially compared to Kevin . Seeing that the technique could also increase the size of his cock, he became even more convinced of its efficacy. He had been practicing this method for a week, and it seemed to be working. Initially, he could only last three to four minutes while masturbating to porn, but now he could hold out for seven to eight minutes before feeling the urge to ejaculate. Although still far from the half-hour endurance of the protagonists in erotic stories, it was a significant improvement for him, reinforcing his determination to master the technique.
Every night, after his family went to bed, he would secretly practice, making his cock erect and soft nine times in one cycle, which the manual called a "small cycle." Initially, practicing one small cycle a day was enough. As his skill improved, he could move on to practicing eighty-one cycles, known as the "great cycle." Albert believed that by then, even Kevin wouldn't be able to match him. Vanessa would be begging for his attention, offering her plump, white ass for his thick cock to fuck.
Thinking about Vanessa's seductive demeanor, he felt a surge of lust. His cock hardened again, and he gripped it, groaning softly at the screen, "Vanessa, you slut, I'm going to fuck your little pussy. Fuck you to death, make you laugh at me again. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck your slutty pussy to pieces. Ah, ah, ah, I can't hold it, I'm going to cum." Soon, Albert felt a tingling in his glans, and his cock, which had been held back eight times, couldn't control the urge any longer. The tip opened, and a thick stream of semen shot out.
Albert leaned back heavily in his chair, panting as he watched Vanessa's beautiful face on the screen. His white cock still twitched, releasing thick semen. He thought that in another month, he might be ready to take revenge on Vanessa.
After resting for a while, Albert cleaned up his practice materials, dressed, and sat at his computer. Logging into his social media account, he felt a pang of sadness seeing a grayed-out avatar in his friend list. Although he was obsessed with Vanessa, it was merely a typical reaction of a young man towards a mature woman, devoid of any real emotional attachment. To Albert, women like Alissa, Vanessa, and Audrey were just representatives of mature women. He only wanted to conquer and possess them, with no other intentions. Deep down, the one he truly desired was Laura.
Despite pursuing Laura for months, she remained indifferent, neither warm nor cold. Albert had tried everything to please her friends, showering them with gifts, but his only achievement was getting Laura's social media handle. When he first got it, he was ecstatic, nervously adding her as a friend, fearing she might reject him. To his surprise, Laura accepted his request without hesitation, filling him with joy and dreams of nightly chats.
However, Laura never messaged him, and her account was always offline after school. He initially thought she had set her status to invisible. He paid for a premium membership to receive online notifications but never got any. He realized Laura rarely used social media, making her quick acceptance of his friend request seem like a mere formality.
Reflecting on his futile wait, he sighed. Even mastering the technique wouldn't win Laura's heart. He had searched online for ways to make a woman fall in love at first sight but found only dubious love potions and aphrodisiacs, which disappointed him.
He had never considered using such despicable means to win Laura. Seeing her vibrant presence in class unsettled him. Initially, he pursued her to prove he was better than Ivan and to brag to other boys. Gradually, he genuinely fell for her, wanting her as his girlfriend. But Laura remained distant, neither too cold nor too warm, leaving him at a loss.
Staring at the still gray avatar, Albert couldn't resist sending a message, "Laura, are you there?" After waiting a while without a response, he sighed, logged out, and shut down his computer. Just as he was about to sleep, he heard voices outside his window, making him curious.
The recent high temperatures had forced him to keep his window open since his air conditioner broke. However, the voices were coming from his family's yard, where everyone was already asleep. Could it be a thief?
Albert's heart raced. Recently, the city had been abuzz with news of a notorious thief, but there had been no updates lately. Could the thief be active again?
The thought excited and scared him. If he could catch the thief and turn him in, he would become famous. The police would commend him, and those who looked down on him would be shocked. Even Laura might see him differently.
Feeling this was his chance to shine, Albert grabbed his nunchaku and stealthily exited his room. He quietly opened the front door and stepped outside, scanning the surroundings but finding nothing unusual. Disappointed, he was about to return when he heard a familiar groan from the balcony above. Looking up, he saw his mother in a thin nightgown, leaning against the railing, one hand massaging her full, white breast, the other moving between her thighs. She was masturbating, and the seductive groans came from her lips. Seeing his voluptuous mother in such an alluring state, Albert's mind went blank, his lips dry, and he dropped his nunchaku, which clattered loudly on the floor.
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