A slut's notes (3)

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Before I came, 710 and we weren't particularly close. Xiaoxiang and the others would usually take their food back to 706 to eat.

But my arrival brought the two places closer. After I took off my clothes, we seemed even closer, to the point that we always ate in 710, and the after-dinner chats became a must.

Sometimes we talked about all sorts of things, like some news that made us reflect, and I would join in the discussion. At those times, nobody seemed to care that I was naked, including myself; everyone was very natural. But other times, the discussion turned to risqué topics.

For example, one day Xiao Li pointed at my crotch and asked me, "What do you girls call this?" I said I usually call it ***, or you can call it pussy if you want.

Actually, before college, I could never say the word "pussy," and it felt so ugly.

But then I met the evil Second Sister, and influenced by her, I actually started calling it "pussy" more often.

I'll tell you about the stories of those sluts in our dorm later.

The moment the word "forced" was uttered, everyone became excited, perhaps deliberately seeking stimulation. Even normally refined people started swearing uncontrollably, including the usually reserved H-jie and the childlike Xiaotu.

Xiaotu even recounted her history of being "fucked," saying she'd been "fucked" by three different men.

At first, I didn't understand, but later I learned that "fucked" could also mean "to have sex." This was the first time I'd heard of it; before, when I saw people swearing "dog-fucking," I thought it meant "dog Japan."

Everyone was swearing and seemed very excited, including me.

Then, inevitably, my vagina started secreting a lot of fluid, soaking a large area of the leather sofa.

I bet H-jie and Xiaotu were also very aroused, just hidden by their underwear.

Actually, I'd shown them my vagina a few days earlier, not to see the hymen, but to understand the structure of a woman's vagina.

I pulled out a large section of my labia minora to show them.

It was a pity the hymen was in the way; otherwise, I might have been able to see the uterus.

Many guys don't know that a woman's urethra and vagina are not together, so I pointed out where the urethra was.

Having had this experience before, a little bit of vaginal discharge is nothing to me now. I stood up without hesitation and said, "Look how you've aroused me, I'm wet!"

Little Li didn't know what was going on and asked, "Why did I wet the bed?"

Sister H slapped Little Li on the head and said, "Idiot, this is vaginal discharge. If we women didn't secrete this for lubrication, how would you men's penises go in?"

Seeing the usually elegant Sister H say such vulgar things was quite a unique sight.

Then everyone wiped the sofa with tissues.

Then, in front of everyone, I wiped the water from my vagina with tissues, but it seemed like I couldn't dry it no matter what I did.

Sister H and Little Rabbit were two girls. At the time, I was closer to Little Rabbit, mainly because she was younger than me and had a cute and silly vibe, making it fun to "tease" her.

Sister H, on the other hand, was the elegant type, very capable and sophisticated, like a high-ranking executive in a large company with a strong presence.

Xiao Zhang told me that Sister H's level was that of a powerful regional leader who could easily handle anything in a large multinational corporation, yet she was willing to work in General Manager Wu's small office.

Sister H actually got along quite well with us, and like Xiao Tu, she used all sorts of tricks to scheme against Xiao Zhang and the others, but for some reason, there was a feeling of not being able to connect with her on a deeper level, as if there was something between them.

Xiao Tu was much better in comparison; that brat had no heart at all.

Since the "pesky incident," I've noticed that Sister H seems a bit absent-minded. Actually, she's been somewhat absent-minded ever since I took off my clothes in room 710, but lately it seems more obvious; even Xiao Zhang has noticed.

One noon, as usual, everyone was chatting after lunch. This time, the topic was my chest, because Xiao Li wanted to compare chests with mine.

Xiao Li joined a gym class and trained for a while. He claimed he'd been working out regularly since high school, so he not only had six-pack abs but also impressive pecs, "almost comparable to Xiao Han's." So, Xiao Tu, the infatuated girl, practically forced Xiao Li to take off his shirt to show everyone his muscles. Well, not exactly forced him; he wanted to take his shirt off himself too.

His six-pack abs were barely visible; you definitely wouldn't notice them unless specifically pointed out, and two of them seemed a bit fake, but still much better than Zhao Ge's big belly.

Xiao Li's pecs were indeed quite impressive, two large muscles, rather aesthetically pleasing.

Then the conversation naturally turned to my chest. The key point was that Xiao Li's was muscle, firm and wouldn't sag. So, my two lumps, which are much more prominent than Xiao Li's, also didn't sag at all. Were they also just firm muscles? My breasts generally feel full and swollen, and my nipples point slightly upwards, like two big peaches—quite a perky look.

I've never touched anyone else's breasts, so I don't know if mine are considered soft or firm.

But compared to my roommates, my breasts are probably quite firm. Of course, not like Xiao Li's muscular ones, just more substantial to the touch.

I know these guys are trying to take the opportunity to pinch my breasts, but how could I give them the chance? I pinched them myself, deliberately spreading my fingers wide and squeezing hard, making the flesh bulge out between my fingers. Ouch, it hurt a bit, but it felt really good.

I told them that if they were really muscular, their pectoral muscles would be off the charts, eight Xiao Lis wouldn't be a match for them.

Xiao Tu chuckled and said, "Xiao Li isn't a match for them now either."

Xiao Zhang then gossiped about my bra size. I said I'm a B cup. Actually, most girls are B cups, and this cup size doesn't completely indicate a woman's breast size.

Then, Xiao Li, unwilling to give up, said, "If it's a C-cup, it must sag, right?" I said, "Of course! Do you really think it's just muscle? A C-cup needs to be this big. I gestured with my hand in front of my chest; you need a broad build, a good foundation, to prevent sagging.

" Xiao Zhang sat down next to Sister H, put his hand on her shoulder, and said with a smile, "Sister H, you're a B-cup, right? Too bad the foundation."

Xiao Zhang must be crazy, actually flirting with Sister H! Everyone usually treats Sister H with utmost respect; flirting with her is something that's never happened before.

Last time, everyone openly commented on Xiao Tu's legs, so we should have been talking about Sister H's legs next, especially since she was wearing a skirt that day, and her exposed calves were very beautiful, but the topic just wouldn't go that way.

In my mind, although Sister H isn't much older than me, she has a kind of patriarchal feel to her, or rather, she's a bit like a teacher in a student's eyes, and at least a homeroom teacher.

Even if you're of similar age to a young homeroom teacher, or even call her a sister, you wouldn't dare to do anything inappropriate, right? Later, during the conversation, everyone said that's exactly how it felt. Even the closest teacher is still a teacher. Try flirting with a teacher and see what happens? It's practically courting death.

This time, Xiao Zhang openly flirted with Sister H, but the atmosphere wasn't actually that awkward.

At the time, three boys were sitting around a naked woman, discussing her breasts, so casually talking about Sister H's breasts didn't seem too outrageous. Besides, Xiao Zhang usually sat opposite Sister H, and the two were quite familiar with each other.

H, seemingly unfazed by the "harassment," remained remarkably calm. She said, "Is my B-cup small? I don't think so. Any bigger and it'd be a nuisance..." while rubbing her breasts as if they were lumps of cotton that would fluff up and appear larger if squeezed.

Xiao Zhang commented that they weren't as big as Xiao Han's, and everyone tried to estimate, but there was no comparison. I was naked, my breasts were completely exposed, while H's were still inside her clothes.

I actually thought H's were bigger. Ah, if only I could see H's bare breasts! Should I invite her to a shower so I could get a look? Just as I was thinking this, H lifted her clothes, revealing a pale purple lace bra.

Good heavens, H must be crazy.

Given H's previous absent-mindedness, I reasonably suspected she was mentally unstable. But then H said to me, "Which is more insane: you suddenly walking in completely naked?" Okay, that's convincing enough, I surrender.

However, Sister H wasn't much better, because even more chaotic things were yet to come.

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