The fallen counselor

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Because she was an outsider, the counselor wasn't very familiar with our class. Seeing that our class committee was very responsible and the class was well-managed, she didn't interfere much. She only called me, the class monitor, around to ask questions when she had free time. Over time, I discovered she was very calculating and not as innocent as she appeared. She saw things very clearly, seemingly indifferent but actually quite perceptive. However, there was one thing she couldn't accept: the sexual openness in our class. It was common for boys and girls to touch each other's breasts and genitals; sometimes they would even have sex in the classroom, sometimes involving gang rape. They also sometimes did fanfiction, with boys anally penetrating other boys and girls sucking each other's genitals. It was commonplace, but the counselor just couldn't accept it. She didn't dare to object, and when she saw this situation, she mostly avoided it. The students in the class had a lot of opinions about this. I advised everyone to give the counselor some time; she's a woman too, and she has normal needs. Not long after, the counselor took the initiative to talk to me about it. It turned out that her major was entirely female, with no men. She was a top student and had never paid attention to matters between men and women. A few days ago, she lost her virginity to her boyfriend and realized the beauty of sex. Since then, she was no longer averse to it. Sometimes during our sexual activities, she would stop to observe, but she never let me touch her. She knew this wasn't good, but she said she needed some time. We hadn't met her boyfriend, but from what she said, we knew he was a very successful man, balancing his career and family. We didn't know much else, but sexually, through her boyfriend, she had made a lot of progress, becoming more and more open, and her clothing became bolder. The first time she entered the classroom wearing a super short cheongsam, flesh-colored stockings, and high heels, we almost had nosebleeds, shouting in unison, "We can't take it!" She joked, "If I can't lose weight, I'll just gain some," which made us laugh. Later, she dressed increasingly sexier, with see-through designs, short skirts, backless dresses, and black fishnet stockings—she was as sexy as she could be. Women who are sexually aroused are the happiest. One day, she asked me about my attitude towards wife-swapping. I was surprised. They had such a good relationship, why were they breaking up? I asked her and found out that her boyfriend wanted something more exciting and wanted to swap girlfriends with his friends. She couldn't make up her mind. This wasn't a big deal in our class. I told her about our class's situation, which greatly surprised her. She didn't expect our class to be so sexually open. Everyone had sex with each other, regardless of gender, except for "poking around." She remained as cold as ever, but I knew it was only temporary. She asked us how we felt, and I just said one sentence: "It's normal."
That night, the counselor was dragged by her boyfriend to swap wives. She told me about it the next day, which made my penis really hard. In the end, she grabbed a girl named Yuanyuan on the street and had sex with her to relieve herself, leaving Yuanyuan looking confused. She knew I usually went to Yangyang to relieve myself.
When women let loose, they become even more aggressive than men. Before I could fully grasp the meaning of that saying, I was raped by my counselor. I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. That day, she took me to her rented apartment and cooked for me. I thought it was just a simple meal, but after we finished eating, she called me to the bedroom, pinned me down, and had sex with me. Afterward, the counselor hugged me and said she was grateful to us students for helping her overcome her inhibitions and understand many things. Anyway, she said a lot of things that I didn't understand, but in short, she had become more open about sex.
Later, to encourage our class, she made having sex with her a reward. If a boy made a mistake, she would ignore him for many days. If someone brought honor to the class, she would reward him by taking him to a hotel. What's most impressive is that she could do the same with girls, and she was also very good at fanfiction. After the girls came back from the hotel, they all said they wanted to learn from the counselor. Now our class became the most powerful class. Even the dean noticed. Our class was the most active in every activity, and our grades were the best. There were no slackers, only top students. It made the old counselors sweat. They all thought it was the effect of the beautiful girl.
After more than a year of practice, Chuochuo's vagina can now fit a thin loofah. Excited, she invited me to the grove again, but this time I changed it to the lab. I had just finished with my advisor yesterday and was worried I wouldn't be able to get an erection today, but seeing Chuochuo's enthusiasm, I didn't want to discourage her, so I forced myself to go. I'm confident in my physical condition; I once had sex five times in one night with Yangyang, only to collapse the next day. At the lab, Chuochuo pulled me to the operating table, took out her bag, which contained oily condoms and many sex toys. It seems she's put in a lot of effort this year. After foreplay, I inserted my rock-hard penis into her vagina. This time, I couldn't enjoy it anymore, because sex in our class is... It's normal; everyone's vagina is loose. A few days ago, my counselor's was quite tight, but lately, after being explored by my boyfriend and classmates, it's become loose too. No wonder, my counselor even dared to insert a cola bottle; how could it not be loose? But this time, when I encountered ChuoChuo's vagina, I felt for the first time that my penis was really big. Luckily, I applied a lot of lubricant, so it could still go in. 'Too narrow' was my biggest feeling. Inserting and pulling out took a long time. ChuoChuo noticed my effort and advised me to stop. How could I stop in this state? I tried my best to make piston-like movements, going in and out. ChuoChuo felt the sensation of a real penis for the first time and excitedly cried out. Later, the crying grew louder and louder. Fortunately, it was night in the lab building. No one was around; even the rooftop could hear me. I struggled to ejaculate, and she happily wiped her vagina, her juices flowing onto the floor. Her first words were, "I'm a normal woman now." The next day, I bought her a dildo to practice with. Although it could fit inside, it was still too narrow and uncomfortable. She knew this. This successful ejaculation inside her gave her confidence. I worried she might get pregnant, so I asked her to take birth control pills, but she refused, saying it was her first time and had sentimental value. I said, "You gave your first time to a sausage!" which earned me a few playful punches. However, a long time passed and she didn't show any signs of pregnancy, which reassured me. One time… Bored after class, the boys in my class made a bet. They came up with a dirty trick: I had to rape Chuo Chuo. They thought it was impossible; for the sake of my reputation as class monitor and Chuo Chuo's feelings, I couldn't do such a thing. To increase the stakes, they all placed bets, and a few mischievous girls joined in. If I dared to rape Chuo Chuo, the boys would wear underwear on their heads for a day, and the girls would attend class naked for a day. If I didn't dare, I would wear underwear naked for a day. They were quite interested in teasing Chuo Chuo because everyone wanted her to be included. However, because of repeated rejections, many were afraid to try again. They hoped that I, as the class monitor, could use my power as a class committee member to force her to open up. Actually, I knew more about what was going on than they did. This was a good opportunity to get Chuo Chuo involved. Chuo Chuo had told me before that she wanted to rejoin the class, but because she had rejected so many people in the past and hurt them deeply, she was afraid they wouldn't accept her. Why should I refuse? The outcome was already decided; let's just wait and see. To create suspense, I increased the stakes, changing one day to a week. Anyway, everyone had already seen each other's bodies, so a week it was. But I had to rape her in public, so they could all see it. Some kind-hearted girls objected, worried about hurting Chuo Chuo, fearing it would be a huge psychological blow. I knew there wouldn't be any problems, so I agreed, saying I'd handle any issues. That day… During evening self-study, everyone was studying with their heads down. I quietly walked up behind Chuo Chuo and grabbed her. She resisted at first, but when she saw it was me, she stopped resisting. She didn't understand what I was going to do. It wasn't until I put her on the teacher's desk that she realized what was going on. But I couldn't give her time. I had to make the act convincing. I was raping her, not seducing her. I took out a handkerchief I had prepared beforehand, stuffed it into her mouth, lifted her skirt and started touching her. I pulled off her panties, smeared some saliva on my penis, and inserted it. During this time, Chuo Chuo didn't understand why I was doing this and kept resisting. I ignored her and just kept going. This time her vagina wasn't as narrow as before, but it was still very tight. At first, with the help of saliva... It was a bit difficult, but later, with more of her vaginal fluid, it became much slippery. Ten minutes later, after I ejaculated all over Chuochu's face, I finally started moving down there. During that time, everyone was silent, just staring at me as I did it. I stood up, and thunderous applause erupted from below. But everyone was concerned about what I would do next. Chuochu was still lying blankly on the podium. I picked her up and carried her out of the classroom. I needed to find a place to explain things to her. At the stairwell, she came up and slapped me, but I wasn't angry. Anyone would be angry in that situation. Luckily, I had a past with Chuochu, otherwise she would have killed me. I explained the whole situation and the underlying meaning to her in detail. She didn't seem to care about the punishment for losing. When I said that this would convince everyone that I wasn't a woman with imperforate vaginas, she finally let me go. However, seeing the whole class with their butts exposed during class made her happy for a long time. She kept saying that I was too mean and wicked. Later, she couldn't stand it anymore and on the third day, she forced me to cancel the bet. Everyone was very grateful to her for making her feel integrated into the group. She slowly started to interact with her classmates, and before long, she started having sex with the boys in the class. Because of her unique vagina, having been used to loose vaginas, she became very popular with the class monitor because of her tight vagina. She was most grateful to me because she always cooperated whenever I suggested testing the degree of vaginal dilation.
Happy times always fly by, and before we knew it, graduation season was upon us. Everyone cherished the remaining time. I briefly mentioned the remaining time in the group chat and was immediately criticized. After that, no one mentioned the time anymore; we just focused on having fun. The graduation ceremony became our biggest concern. How to give ourselves a unique graduation ceremony kept us racking our brains. Finally, our counselor suggested a group party, which sparked our inspiration. After the school's graduation ceremony, we all gathered in the small auditorium. The floor was covered with soft cushions, and there was plenty of food on both sides. Of course, alcohol was a must. The program started with us drinking and chatting. Later, some people started stripping, and more and more people joined in. Soon, moans and groans filled the air, and some started having sex. More and more people found their partners and started doing it. After half an hour, everyone was exhausted and lay down to rest. The counselor wiped the semen off his face and stood up, suggesting they elect an emperor and an empress. The emperor should perhaps be described as yellow. A platform was set up in the middle, and the girls lay on it while a group of men lined up to have sex with them. They could ejaculate inside or outside. The girl who lasted the most men would become the empress, and the emperor would be chosen based on who ejaculated the most times. Chuo Chuo and Yang Yang also participated in the competition. Chuo Chuo had a narrow vagina, so she went on stage... The counselor had taught me some techniques, and the boys were quickly subdued. Yang Yang, with her superior technique, could also keep men from lasting more than a few minutes. Only after I went on stage did they deliberately go easy on me, letting me last longer. When they discovered this, the judges changed the rules, blindfolding them with stockings and scrambling the order of the boys. Now they had no choice but to give it their all. As time went on, fewer and fewer girls remained on stage, until only Chuo Chuo, Yang Yang, and Ma Da Zui were left. But Ma Da Zui looked like he was about to give up; his body had no strength left, and he could only let the boys penetrate him. It was only a matter of time before he was off the stage. In the end, the fierce competition was between Chuo Chuo and Yang Yang. Chuochuo was in better physical condition than Yangyang because Chuochuo's narrow vagina meant she could continue even when she was exhausted. However, Yangyang was too tired to cooperate, and Chuochuo won in the end. But she was also exhausted and fell asleep on the stage. I carried them to the dressing room in the back to rest. When we came back, we started a new round of activities: who could ejaculate the farthest, whose vagina could bear the most weight, whose penis was the hardest, and whose oral skills were the best. We developed all sorts of competitions. Our counselor showed us a special skill that impressed us greatly: writing calligraphy with her vagina. I never expected her to have this ability, which made it hard for me to connect her with the demure lady who was shy about talking about sex when we first met.
The night's madness left us exhausted. When I woke up in the morning, the ground was covered with people, all in various positions—some were hugging each other, some were lying on their stomachs. Seeing the sunlight streaming in, I knew that when we woke up, it meant we had to leave. For some of my classmates, this departure might be the last time I saw them in my life. Thinking of this, I felt incredibly sad. But all good things must come to an end. Parting is for reunion. Goodbye, my classmates.

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