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Wu Tian lived from 624 to 705, she was a most courageous woman and probably very sexy too - she had entered the royal palace at the tender age of fourteen and she was fighting all of the emperor's sons for the title of the emperor, she fought all her own sons as well, until at least at the mature age of sixty-seven she finally was put on the throne: the first and the last female Empress in four thousand years of Chinese history!
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The naughty Princess
The intimate diaries of Wu Tian
BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 MunichThe naughty Princess
The naughty Princess
by Pierre d’Amour
BookRix Edition 2016
Copyright by Amé
Pierre d’Amour:
THE NAUGHTY PRINCESS
The intimate diaries of Wu Tian -
the first and last Empress of China
1 - First Explorations
First Explorations
Finally I had wrestled my friend Ching onto his back, his face was glowing red from our intense fight and some dirt from the forest floor stuck to his sweaty cheeks when he gave up with a grunt. He was breathing hard and he was pretty ashamed to have lost a bout of wrestling with a girl - and as to our previous agreement: the looser would have to take his pants off! Ching was the son of my neighbours, his father didn't earn the money to send him to school, and girls weren't even allowed to get an education, so we had plenty of time to play with each other throughout the days. Ching was a cute boy with huge black eyes and soft facial features, and the desire to see him naked one day had been on my mind for quite some time - of course he knew that I was a girl, he had won many times before, and he was mostly disappointed with the simple fact that I had no sausage dangling between my legs, that there was nothing to see at all!
My name of birth was Wu Tian, but the girlish name Tian never stuck to me: I was always Wu, and my father called me his little Wuwu - I was all he had left since my mother Yang died from a severe fever about ten years ago. He was just a common timber merchant in those times, but he was good in his business and he had a brilliant mind - something precious I had inherited from him! He always dressed me up as a boy and kept my hair cropped short because too many beautiful girls were disappearing every day for a short session of sexual abuse, before they were drowned in the river, as he had explained to me, but every night he taught me numbers and logistics in the flickering light of the smelly oil lamp - and I was eager to learn all the secrets which were taboo for the girls in this stubborn male dominated society! I didn't believe into the stupid lies that women were inferior and best kept at home to serve a hot meal and to satisfy the sexual needs of her husband without a complaint - and today I had won an important fight!
But as much I was into the science of mathematics at night so I was interested into the subject of sexuality at daytime, a subject, which was taboo and could only be learned by self-education! Ching was struggling under me with despair as I tried to have a go at his pants to view my price, men were such cowards - and when I was finally was able to free his penis from the restraint of his rough peasant shorts it was still red and hard, certainly aroused by our fierce fight on the moss! My useless girlfriends had described this lovely naked animal as an ugly appendix, but I only saw beauty in it, and I was fantasising about the secret pleasures it could render to a woman - I actually was wondering how it would feel to be fucked by it! Ching had no hair on his pale flat belly and his nervous nut bag was red as a pomegranate, but his dickel was a lovely sculpture, like it was chiseled from the rare pink jade with a glossy purple plum on top - a truly mouth-watering sight: and the tiny mouth on top was decorated with a clear drop of desire!
But the inhibited Ching certainly wasn't up to such a bold adventure as to take on a feminist virgin like me, maybe I had to entice his older brother Hu later on for the courageous task when he was returning from his work in the rice fields of his father! Nevertheless I had to persevere in my intimate studies of the male anatomy in the meanwhile and I found out, that the male sex organ was responding quickly to my female manipulation and the fleshy stickel was growing in size and stature like a magic wand in my hand! Ching was hiding his pleasure of being touched and he was begging me for mercy, the silly boy - but I wasn't that stupid: I had heard rumours about the spitting snake, a bold theory of my female friends I had to put to the test. I was counting three squirts of the white liquid shooting out of the tiny mouth like little fishes and splattering over his flat belly: this was the potent milky juice from which the little children were made, and which was better spilled on his belly than in my virginal vagina at my tender age!
I managed to wash myself at the rainwater troth behind the house just at the right time when Hu was walking past with the hoe over his shoulder - he stared over the low fence for a while to admire my slender waist and my boyish buttocks glistening wet and inviting in the last sunlight. Liking what he saw he said: »I can show you my rice fields tomorrow if you have time, little Wu - maybe you could hold the handle of my hoe for a while!« Then he laughed like a silly comedian and trotted off home. I knew the time he was usually setting out to clear the irrigation trenches and to maintain his crop, and I was waiting for him at the fence already in the early morning light. Hu was a handsome young man with a strong face and hard muscles from his daily toiling in the fields: he would be surely strong enough to wrestle a bucking virgin like me onto her back and to spread her legs, and hopefully he was well endowed between his legs to do the job of a defloration without any mishap or delay - I was definitely sick of my virginity!
On the way out of the village Hu told me, that he was quite fond of young boys, and that he had always liked me since he had seen me first, and since I had shown him my naked ass yesterday he hadn't be able to sleep properly, that he was probably deep in love with me! I understood him perfectly: in our sickly society little boys were preferred as sexual victims because they weren't able to conceive children, whilst the young girls got fucked up their asses to avoid an expensive pregnancy at all cost! If I would let my pants down for Hu I would have no other choice than to let him choose his favourite way of penetration, it was an uncertain gamble but one I would risk just for the sake of learning. His big hand on my shorts over my small buttock was comforting and his broad smile was gentle: Hu was definitely desiring to fuck me in some way or another, and I was willing to surrender to his lust, but first I would let him wrestle for my pants just for the fun of it: I would fight him hard to excite him, to make his dick hard and ready for the job!
Of course Hu had won my pants in no time, but he got mightily aroused by my desperate struggling and was in a hurry to take his price! »Oh, you're a girl, Wu!«, he exclaimed about the discovery of my bare crotch, »but don't worry: I'm a gentleman and will let your virginity intact!« He arranged me in the common position of the dog and he pressed into me without patience or compassion - this cowardly act was as embarrassing as it was painful for me, this wasn't mutual sex: this was just a male game to subdue and to humiliate, and its sole purpose was to get quick satisfaction without having to make eye contact at all! Hu didn't even consider me a woman: I was his victim and in a minute flat he emptied his excited balls into my sensitive bowels - and when the heat of his lust had been cooled down he just sent me back home because now he suddenly had important work to do! This disgusting practice was so gross that I would never let it happen again, unless the big emperor himself would have asked me for the favour!
