School beauty senior

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I'm just an ordinary sophomore in college
, unremarkable in appearance, only about 1.6 meters tall, the kind of person you'd be so ordinary that people wouldn't even notice you if you were run over by a car. But after I joined the Buddhist society established by a temple on campus, a magical change occurred in my life.
That afternoon, as usual, I went to the club after class. After getting involved with the club, I felt an incredible attraction to it. Being there not only calmed my mind, but more importantly, it was where my favorite senior—Fang Yu—was. Fang
Yu was a legendary figure on campus, and the object of my constant fantasies. According to other seniors, she was elected the school's most beautiful girl with an overwhelming number of votes in her freshman year, and she won the title for three consecutive years. This year, she didn't participate in the election because she was preparing for graduate school. She had been chosen by advertisers to model for several commercials. She was 1.68 meters tall, with a 22-inch waist and a round, firm bottom, a pure and romantic smile, a high nose, thin eyebrows, and an oval face. She was also very friendly, which was why I wanted to stay in the club. Only in this club did I feel respected. Unfortunately, she already had a boyfriend.
When I arrived at the club, it was quite unusual that the office was empty, except for the seated, chest-revealing Shakyamuni Buddha statue. I didn't care about that; I just routinely bowed to the ceramic objects. I uttered the wish I always say when I bow: "Buddha, if you truly exist, why don't you listen to my plea and grant my wish? I only humbly hope that all the women I desire can be with me and fall in love with me. That's all I ask for! I also wish to be by your side when I'm surrounded by children and grandchildren and my energy is waning, to spread the Dharma! Why won't you grant my wish?"
Suddenly, a quarrel broke out outside the office. I couldn't help but peek out to see what was happening. And what I saw—oh my god!! It was my beloved Fangyu, arguing with a tall boy.
"Get away from me, you surnamed Zhuang, let me tell you. I'm breaking up with you right here today. I've told you before, what I can't tolerate most is deception. If you don't want to be with me, that's fine, you can just tell me directly. I'm not the kind of woman who will cling to you to the death, but... you treat me like this! Humph! Go away! I never want to be with you again."
"Fangyu, listen to me," "Slap!" My senior slapped the boy across the face.
"Damn it! I've never been slapped in the face before. You bitch, you dare hit me..." She swung a slap at her senior's face.
Seeing this, I couldn't let my dream girl get hit. I leaped a few times, inserting myself between her and the guy, blocking the blow with my left hand. The guy took a step back, and only then did I clearly see his build; he was almost two heads taller than me, probably around 18.
"Damn it! Who are you?"
"Uh, junior!! It's you! Ah! What are you doing here?"
the senior asked, slightly surprised.
"I was doing a sit-in in the clubroom, and I heard your argument, so I ran out."
"Ha! Just a shorty, what are you doing here?"
"You can't hit my senior!" Although I was somewhat afraid of him, I couldn't ignore it now that he'd intervened.
"Hahaha... a shorty like you wants to be a hero and save the damsel in distress! I'll see what you're capable of!" He then threw a hook punch.
"Hmph!" I sneered. I'm a 2nd dan black belt in Taekwondo, a 1st dan in Judo, and I've practiced Chinese martial arts for several years. This weak, slow, and vulnerable style of boxing is nothing to me. I lowered my stance, stepped forward with my left foot, and delivered a powerful Bajiquan elbow strike straight at him, landing solidly on his diaphragm. He collapsed to his knees in pain, clutching his body.
"Don't underestimate someone because of their appearance, and don't bully others just because you're strong. Today is a lesson!"
"Damn it! You better remember this!" He left after saying that.
"Senior, are you alright?" I turned to ask my senior, who looked at me with surprise.
"N-nothing... I'm fine."
"Let's go inside and talk!" I said, helping my senior into the clubroom. This was the first time I'd touched her hand; it felt so smooth and supple, and my heart fluttered.
"Junior, thank you," I said, tears streaming down my face as I burst into sobs.
"It's been two years, and he's had other girlfriends outside, and more than one, and I didn't even know! What's worse... they... they... they've all slept together."
I looked at my crying senior, not knowing what to comfort her with. I just handed her tissues while watching my beloved senior cry helplessly. Suddenly, I don't know where the courage came from, but I pulled her into my arms tightly.
"Senior! You can have my chest. Cry as much as you want!" And so
, my senior sobbed in my arms. I don't know how long it was before she pulled away from my arms, her eyes filled with a dazed look.
"Junior, thank you, I feel much better. Heh... I didn't expect your chest to be so strong. Lying on it makes me feel safe." Seeing my senior's smile, I felt an indescribable joy.
"Junior, do you have a girlfriend?" After saying that, she seemed to remember the guy's betrayal, and her eyes dimmed again.
"Senior, you're joking. I know my own limitations; I wouldn't dare to hope for anything more."
Seeing her somber expression, her eyes devoid of their usual sparkle, and her smile gone—a smile unlike her usual innocent and joyful one—revealed a different kind of melancholy, a poignant charm that captivated me. At that moment, another impulse surged within me, compelling me to kiss her deeply. Realizing my mistake, I quickly pulled away, slapping my cheeks with my hands, saying, "Senior, I'm sorry! I... I deserve to die; I shouldn't have been so impulsive." Seeing her lack of reaction, I stopped, still unable to look her in the eye.
"Junior..." I looked up at her.
"Do you like me?"
"Yes! I liked you the first time I saw you since I enrolled, but I kept it to myself." I decided to go all out and boldly told her my feelings, contrary to my usual self.
"Is it because of my appearance?"
"No...no, it's because...because..."
"Because of what?
" "Well...actually, at first, it was partly because of your beauty, but after spending time together in the club, I gradually realized that I liked you as a person, not just your appearance."
"What if my appearance were ruined? Would you still like me?"
I couldn't answer that question for a moment. If she lost her looks, would I still be as infatuated with her as I am now, treating her like a goddess? After thinking for a while, I answered, "Yes! No matter what you look like in the future, even if you have wrinkles all over your face or are burned twice or cut by a knife, it won't diminish your place in my heart. I will always like you."
She lowered her head and remained silent. I didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she grabbed my face with both hands, and her lips pressed against mine.
"Junior, let's do it!"
"Huh!" Ignoring my surprise, the senior's lips sealed mine again with a passionate kiss.
Of course, I responded to her kiss, even sticking my tongue into her mouth and swirling it around, while my hands caressed her back.
After a while of caressing, I slowly pushed her away and asked, "Senior, is it really okay?"
She nodded, indicating her agreement.
My hand slowly slid from my senior's back to her neck, then slowly down to her chiseled shoulders. Slowly and gently, as if unwrapping the most precious gift, I moved the straps of her dress outwards and slowly took it off. I also unhooked her pink bra. My senior shyly covered her breasts with her hands. After seeing her figure, I couldn't help but admire her: What a perfect figure. Strictly speaking, my senior's breasts weren't large, probably only a C cup. But paired with her 22-inch waist, milky white skin, and a slightly concave but clean navel, beneath which was a pinkish-white lace panty covering her mysterious and sacred vulva, I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her to the ground. Although my penis was already rock hard, I wasn't in a hurry to penetrate her. Instead, I gently kissed her neck, softly breathed into her ear, and my fingers seemed to unintentionally touch her vulva. Looking at her innocent appearance, yet aroused by my teasing, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure. Gradually, my senior seemed unable to withstand such teasing and moaned, "Mmm...give it to me...I want it..."
"What do you want... is this it..." I said, inserting my index finger into her vagina and rotating it. I didn't want to go in too quickly, wanting to see her alluring appearance under my teasing a few more glances.
"Ah... ah... it's here... so comfortable... mmm..."
Seeing this reaction, I added another finger, while teasing her anus with my little finger, and increasing the pressure on her nipples with my other hand, biting her sexy little earlobe with my teeth.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... ah, ah ah... I... I want to... come..." "Ah...ahhh..."
Under the triple teasing, my senior actually reached her first orgasm, but I didn't let her off the hook. I moved my hands to her breasts and continued to rub them, and then pressed my mouth to her engorged clitoris and licked it with my tongue, occasionally plunging my tongue deep into her vagina to tease her.
"Ah...so good...mmm...junior..."
Unexpectedly, I gently bit her pink little hole with my teeth.
"Ah...it hurts...but it feels so good...mmm...ah no...it hurts...it feels so good...ah...ah...no...I'm going to come again..."
With the alternating use of my teeth and tongue, she felt two different sensations at the same time. This stimulation quickly brought her to her second orgasm.
Looking at my senior, whom I usually admired, weak and powerless due to her orgasm... Lying on the ground, the flush on my face hadn't faded, and the love fluid from my orgasm still lingered on the floor. My previously limp penis suddenly stood erect again, and I felt an urge to thrust hard into my senior's vagina. But seeing her weak body and still dazed eyes, I couldn't bear to penetrate her directly. I just rubbed around her vaginal opening. My senior seemed to feel my friction. "Junior, you really are... I just... that... and you again..."
Although she said that, she still twisted her waist in cooperation.
"What? Senior, just now only you were happy. Don't you know how passionate you were?"
I used words to stimulate my senior, arousing her desire.
"I hate you... junior... you... um..."
I didn't let my senior speak again, and sealed her lips with mine, my tongue teasing her teeth. My senior responded passionately to both of them. We continued our teasing and teasing, and after a while, my senior pulled her lips away, a trace of saliva still connecting our lips.
"Junior... I feel a little wet down there... You can come in now..."
Her voice grew softer and softer, and her face flushed with shyness
. Seeing her bashful appearance, I couldn't help but straighten my penis and aim it at her vagina. Just as I was about to insert it, she gently grasped my penis with one hand, stopping me from entering.
"Be gentle... I'm scared..."
The moment I inserted my penis, I saw her body tremble violently, her brows furrowing, as if she were enduring pain. Therefore, I didn't rush to go deeper, but instead held her tightly with both hands and gently whispered in her ear, "Senior, I love you. Meeting you is the love of my life, and I hope to be with you forever." "I want to be with you."
Hearing this, tears welled up in my eyes, and I kissed her face again. She said emotionally, "Junior, I love you too. Move slowly."
With that, she thrust her hips forward, allowing my entire penis to enter her tender vagina. I slowly twisted my hips, and after a while, she seemed to get used to my penis. Her brows relaxed, and she began to moan,
"Oh...mmm...good...oh...junior, harder!"
Hearing such alluring moans, I couldn't help but increase the force and speed, pounding against her G-spot.
"Oh...good...good...so comfortable...junior...oh..."
I kept thrusting, and the stimulation of her G-spot caused her to flow with fluids, making the thrusting easier. The collision of our bodies made a "slap slap" sound.
"Senior, I...I'm almost there..."
"Ah... good junior... faster... um... I... I'm... almost there... ahhh!"
My senior's love juices poured onto my glans in large quantities. I couldn't hold back any longer, feeling my ejaculation release. I quickly pulled my penis out, and a thick stream of semen sprayed onto my senior's fair belly, some even landing on her breasts that I loved so much. Her long hair, disheveled from passion, fell to the floor. My senior, having reached her third orgasm, lay weakly on the floor, convulsing. I, too, felt exhausted from ejaculating and lay down beside her.
After a while, she leaned on my shoulder and grasped my now-soft penis.
"This is yours..."
"Um... senior... your moans were so lewd."
"Hmph... junior, if you say that again... I'll..."
She tightened her grip on my penis.
"Ah... no, senior, don't do that... but... I'm just stating the facts."
"You're still making fun of me,"
my senior said, raising her fist and punching me in the chest. I didn't retaliate, but just held her hand tightly, not letting her go. I saw a trace of crimson on her genitals and realized it was her first time. Seeing this, I looked into her eyes, and she gave me a reassuring look. My heart skipped a beat. For someone as ordinary as me to receive such favor from my senior stirred a surge of affection within me, and I couldn't help but pull her into a tighter embrace.
We remained like that in the empty clubroom for over ten minutes, not saying much, just snuggling together, playing with each other's hair or limbs. Finally, my senior spoke.
"Junior...we should leave now, or someone might barge in."
So we both got dressed. Watching my senior's retreating figure, I felt a surge of emotion. Before yesterday, I never dared to dream of holding her hand, but today, not only did I have sex with her, but I also received her precious first time.
"Um...senior, is there a next time?" I tentatively asked.
"Hehe...silly junior, what do you think?" She didn't answer directly, then suddenly took my hand and said, "Yes, because...you...hehe...you truly like me."

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