I Am Surrounded by Beautiful Women

My name is Nolan, and I am a college student currently living in my elder brother's house.

I was lying in bed, about to fall asleep, when suddenly I heard some noise coming from the main bedroom next door.

I jumped out of bed barefoot, quietly opened the door, stuck my head out, and listened intently with my ears perked up.

Indeed, the sound was coming from the main bedroom.

It started with creaking sounds as if someone was moving the bed frame, followed by the headboard hitting the wall, making a thumping noise.

I tiptoed over and pressed my ear against the door crack, only to hear my elder brother panting heavily, making moaning sounds.

At the same time, his wife also let out rhythmic and seductive moans.

Dylan and Grace were having sex!

My head started spinning, and my body became incredibly stiff as if I was frozen in place.

I wanted to leave, but my legs wouldn't move. Curiosity about the forbidden made my heart race.

After a while, as the headboard violently hit the wall a few times, the room suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Outside the door, I could hear my pounding heartbeat.

Then, Grace asked, "Is it over?"

Obviously, she wasn't satisfied.

Dylan replied, "Yes."

"I mean, Dylan, what's wrong with you? How can you finish so quickly? It seems like we'll never have children in this lifetime!" Grace said.

Dylan is my brother.

Dylan shouted, "Can you stop bringing up the kids all the time? It's putting extra pressure on me!"

Grace is my sister-in-law, she was a very sexy and charming woman.

"So, you mean it's my fault and blaming me instead? I have warned you. If you are sterile, don't blame me! If you don't take care of your health, don't blame me for being intimate with other men!"

After saying that, Grace seemed to walk towards the bathroom, and soon, the sound of showering could be heard.

I quickly returned to my room and lay on the bed, my heart still racing.

I thought, 'Grace is so voluptuous and sexy; how can Dylan compare to her? Unless it's me...'

With that thought, I slapped myself hard, feeling disgusted by my ideas.

Although Dylan and I are not biological brothers, they share the same surname in the village.

But he has treated me well for all these years. Without his help, I wouldn't have been able to get into this university, and now I'm living in his house.

His sexual function is his privacy, and I can't have such indecent thoughts about his wife!

The seductive moans of Grace just now kept echoing in my ears, and my mind was filled with her sexy and voluptuous figure.

Although I knew I shouldn't, I couldn't help but fantasize about Grace's body, my fingers stroking my penis up and down, starting to masturbate.

A few minutes later, I was full of a shudder, and I couldn't hold back ejaculation. After ejaculating, my whole body relaxed.

Since it happened too quickly this time, I didn't even have time to prepare tissue. I ejaculated directly onto my underwear, which are now covered in semen.

I quickly got up, changed into a new pair of briefs, and put the soiled ones at the head of the bed, feeling very happy and content, and fell asleep peacefully on the bed.

Because military training hadn't started, I slept until 8 o'clock, when Grace called me to have breakfast.

I got up and looked down, only to find that the underwear I left on the bedside last night were gone.

I walked to the window and saw that the shorts had been washed clean and were now hanging on the clothes rack on the balcony.

I thought, 'Damn! How am I supposed to face Grace later? What if she saw that I ejaculated on my underwear? What should I do?'

Dylan left early in the morning, but Grace was waiting to have breakfast with me.

I just kept my head down, eating my steamed buns and drinking my milk, not daring to look up at her.

"Nolan, when you change your clothes and pants, don't throw them in the bedroom. Just put them directly in the downstairs bathroom." Grace said.

My face turned red, and I shyly nodded.

When Grace saw me in this state, she actually chuckled.

"What's the matter, Nolan? Didn't your teachers in high school teach you about physiology?" Grace asked.

I didn't understand what she meant, so I looked at her in confusion and quickly lowered my head.

"It seems like they didn't. Do you know that women have their menstruation every month?" Grace continued.

I blushed and remained silent.

Then Grace added, "Nolan, you're an adult now, and you should have some understanding of physiology. Don't act like a child and blush at anything related to sex."

I thought, 'Well, it depends on who it is. It wouldn't matter if it were my buddies, but facing Grace, it would be strange if I didn't blush.'

Grace said, "Just like how women have their menstruation, men's bodies also have a form of release. Some do it in their dreams; some do it by masturbating. I see that there's so much semen on your underwear. Did you masturbate?"

Even though she had prepared me by saying it was normal, I still felt extremely embarrassed and wished I could find a hole to hide in.

Grace added, "Nolan, although it's as normal as can be, you should be mindful of the frequency. I'm starting to suspect that Dylan might have overdone it when he was young, which is why he can't perform well in bed now..."

I almost choked on my milk and sprayed it all over the table.

"Sorry! I'm sorry!" I awkwardly stood up, about to find a cloth, but Grace casually picked one up from the table.

Grace said, "Nolan, just like this glass of milk, no matter how much you drink, it's not considered a waste. But if you spray it on the table, that would be a pity!"

I blinked and looked at her, not reacting immediately.

"Silly boy," Grace smiled, "As long as your semen is ejaculated in the right place, it is a waste. But if it always ends up on your underwear, then it's truly a waste."

After hearing her words, my whole body immediately stiffened.

I quickly sat down, kept my head down, and silently ate the steamed stuffed bun.

"Be careful not to choke. Here, have some of my milk!" Grace said.

I was taken aback and quickly looked at her chest.

Grace gave me a disdainful look. She asked, "Where are you looking? I haven't given birth, so how could the breast milk come from?"

After speaking, she handed me the bottle of yogurt in her hand.

My face turned as red as a tomato, and I really felt extremely awkward.

Just then, a woman's melodious voice suddenly came from the doorway, "Is Grace at home?"

The voice was pleasant, and even without seeing her appearance, I could tell she was definitely a beauty.

After hearing the woman's call, I quickly got up and ran to open the door.

I thought, 'Damn, this woman is so beautiful! '

Her long, flowing hair, standard oval face, slender and straight nose, coupled with fiery red lips, even without considering her devilish figure, completely outshone any beauty I had ever seen. She was as gorgeous as Aphrodite in Greek mythology.

The beauty also seemed a bit stunned when she saw me. She blinked a few times and even teased me, "Hey, cute boy, did I knock on the wrong door?"