having an affair with my senior

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The weather is getting colder, and taking a shower has become a painful experience. Because my girlfriend complained that I never had time for her, I quit my job at the convenience store to increase our chances of seeing each other. He had plans to see a movie with his girlfriend tonight, so he rushed home to shower as soon as get out of class ended. But this cold snap was too strong; reluctantly, he grabbed his toiletries and several days' worth of dirty clothes and headed to the bathroom, only to bump into someone at the door. I quickly stepped back and saw it was Li Lingling, a third-year student who lived in the small room at the corner of the stairs. She had just finished showering, and because she had removed her contact lenses, her vision was blurry. I was also too hasty, which caused the collision. Lingling is only 155cm tall.She was about 10 centimeters tall, and quite fleshy. Because she was young, I noticed her body was still very elastic when I bumped into her. She wasn't wearing glasses and was squinting, not quite recognizing who I was. I apologized first, saying, "I'm sorry, senior." Lingling recognized me and smiled, saying it was alright, before going back to her room. The bathroom was steamy. I went in, sprinkled laundry detergent on my dirty clothes, soaked them in the tub, and then took off my clothes to soak them as well. Only then did I pick up the showerhead and start showering. As the hot water was running, I noticed a pair of women's panties on the side of the tub. They were blue with small polka dots, and I couldn't help but pick them up to take a look. Wow! These panties were really fashionable—small and thin, cut in a V-shape at the front, with a tiny bow sewn on top. I imagined them on; they would probably only fit an arrowhead. Needless to say, these must have been left by Lingling. I really wondered how the chubby Lingling could fit into such tiny panties. Honestly, I couldn't imagine it! But the underwear looked so tempting, he didn't care whose it was, he held it in his hands and played with it over and over. If he wasn't about to meet his girlfriend, he might have taken advantage of it first. After I finished showering, I opened the bathroom door to let in some fresh air, took the clothes I had just soaked and started scrubbing them in the basin. Guys always do their laundry so casually. I turned on the tap and started running the water. Someone spoke outside the door. "Junior, I need to get something." It was Lingling. She came in, looked around the bathtub, but couldn't find it. "Looking for this? Here! It's over here..." I handed her the underwear: "I've already washed it for you." Lingling blushed instantly, took the underwear, said "Thank you!"—a voice softer than a mosquito's buzz—and quickly ran back to her room. I had successfully tricked her, smiled smugly, tidied up the clothes, took them to the balcony to hang them up, and then went out to my date. I didn't get back until almost 11 p.m. As I reached the sixth-floor rooftop, Lingling's door opened, and she came out carrying an alcohol lamp. "Still not asleep? Senior!" I said. "Making coffee so late?" Lingling blushed when she saw me. "Yeah… I still have to study," she stammered, "final exams are coming up." "What kind of coffee are you making? Buy me a cup too!" "Sure… Mandheling, okay?" Lingling said. "Okay, okay," I said, "I'll put my things down and be right back." I went back to my room to change into comfortable shorts and then knocked on Lingling's door. Lingling opened the door and let him in. The room was really small, less than two square meters. Like me, besides the bed, there was only a low table, which she usually sat on the floor. The alcohol lamp on the table was already burning. I sat down at the low table and saw several books spread out on Lingling's table. She was wearing ordinary glasses, holding a pen in her mouth, deep in thought as she looked at the books. I picked up a book, Business Statistics. "Final exams are in two weeks, aren't they?" I said. "No way, I'm retaking this course, and I don't understand any of it. I need to start preparing early," Lingling replied. The water boiled, gradually rising to submerge the coffee grounds. Lingling turned off the alcohol lamp and moved it away, letting the coffee settle again, then poured herself and me a cup. "Do you take statistics, junior?" she asked, scooping coffee with a small spoon. "Yes!" "Then can you teach me this problem?" "Let me see," I said, "I'm not sure either." It was a probability distribution problem, deriving the original moment from the generating function of the moment. I really didn't know much about it, so we simply sat closer together and studied it together. Lingling really couldn't grasp the key points of this subject. After a while, I had figured it out, but she was still thinking about the formula for a long time. I drank my coffee, watching the focused Lingling. Actually, Lingling's appearance was quite good. She had big eyes with glasses, slightly large and full lips, and a round face. Upon closer inspection, you could see that her skin was very good; although not fair, it was very fine and smooth. Since it was so late, she was only wearing a light gray loungewear set. Perhaps because she was more voluptuous than the average girl, the loungewear, which should have been loose, looked surprisingly curvy on her, though unfortunately, she didn't have a defined waist. I couldn't help but think of her little triangle panties. "I wonder what she's wearing now?" I moved closer to her and asked, "Haven't you figured it out yet?" She shook her head, still thinking. I patted her shoulder, feigning comfort, but left my hand on her shoulder without pulling it away. At first, Lingling didn't notice, but later she realized I was still close to her. "Junior..." Lingling's heart pounded. Since she gained weight, it had been so long since a boy had been this close to her. Didn't this junior have a girlfriend? ...Why is he still...? I pretended nothing was wrong and continued explaining the equations to her. Lingling wasn't listening at all. My hand had already moved to her waist, and she felt a sudden weakness. She looked at me, but I was still seriously explaining the solution. I slowly increased the pressure, and she pressed herself against me. Then my hand returned to her shoulder, tracing her shoulder, neck, and hair, playing with her hair. After I finished explaining, I asked her, "Did you understand?" "Junior..." Lingling said again, her head already resting on my shoulder. I put my arm around her as if it were the most natural thing in the world and said, "Let's continue..." How could Lingling concentrate on continuing? Her mind was a complete mess. Suddenly, all the lights went out. "A power outage?" I muttered to myself. He lit the alcohol lamp and said to Lingling, "What should we do? We can't read anymore!" Lingling looked up at him, speechless. He reached out and took off her glasses, examining her in the flickering lamplight. Her eyes were hazy, her face flushed and hot. I kissed her. She let me kiss her, unsure what to do. I greedily sucked on her lips, and with great effort pried open her teeth, slipping my tongue into her mouth. She still didn't move, but she didn't resist either. I had her lie down, kissing her as I worked, slowly moving my hands from her waist down to her breasts. Lingling still didn't move, only her body trembled. Later, I touched her breasts. These breasts were wonderful, plump and large, very elastic, quite different from the others. I first circled around her breasts, then slowly narrowed the area, circling outwards just before reaching the peak, teasing her back and forth like this. Lingling remained motionless, but her breathing grew increasingly rapid, causing her chest to heave quickly and her large breasts to sway restlessly. Later, I reached the peak and began to knead forcefully. Lingling finally let out a soft "Mmm..." and her tongue began to swirl in her mouth. Seeing her begin to react, I became even more aggressive, kissing her from her lips to her neck, even leaving hickeys. "To be honest, I'm a vampire..." he joked. "Oh... a vampire... oh..." She didn't care what he was; she was completely captivated. My hand moved from her large breasts to Lingling's thighs. Her legs were as fleshy as her breasts, and her legs trembled again when I touched them. I held her sideways and touched her buttocks through her clothes. Her buttocks were round and thick, very bouncy to the touch. I lingered for a while before slipping my hand inside her pajamas. He continued to caress her deep within her thighs, gently and softly stroking her from the inside out. Lingling kept moaning softly, "Ah...ah..." Then, he moved his hand to her plump buttocks, this time without any resistance. My fingers moved along the seam of her panties; the material was very soft. He continued, reaching the very bottom of the triangle, then pressed in slightly, touching a warm, fleshy crevice, and lingered there. Lingling's legs naturally tightened when her private area was touched, making it difficult for me to move. I tried to open her legs, but she nervously clung to me, saying, "Junior, I'm scared!" I sat up and lifted her skirt to her waist. Lingling quickly turned over, afraid I would see her face, her round, plump buttocks clearly visible. Two firm, bulging mounds of soft flesh, stretched taut by a light purple panty, supporting her buttocks tightly. I caressed them for a while, then used both hands to turn her over. Lingling hesitated for a while, but I still managed to turn her over. The view from the front was even better; the front of her pants was transparent. I looked at her in surprise, not expecting this chubby girl's underwear to be so trendy. However, I had a slight doubt. Looking through the transparent part of her panties, I couldn't see any pubic hair on Lingling's body. But that didn't matter anyway. I spread Lingling's legs and touched her most voluptuous and protruding part with my fingers. This time, Lingling reacted strongly, thrusting her hips and trying to grab my hands, but I blocked them. "No...don't...touch there...ah...ah...no...don't touch me anymore...ah...why is this...ah...no...please...ah...junior...ah...no...no...don't put it in...ah...ah..." I had already put my hand inside her panties. Lingling's vulva was already soaking wet. And another thing was, Lingling really didn't have any pubic hair, not a single one. "Ah...ah...no...um...um...gently...gently...ah...ah...how...ah...it feels good...ah...so good...junior...you...you...ah...ah...I feel so strange...um...um...ah...don't...ah..." I was groping and digging all over her smooth clitoris and labia, a truly novel experience. Lingling was already out of her mind, so later I had to take off her house clothes...She didn't object at all when I put it on. She was wearing a white bra; because her breasts were so large, it was a full-cup type, soft and thin, revealing her two prominent nipples. I took it off too, revealing her breasts, which looked like large melons. I held one in each hand, rubbing the hard nipples with my thumb and forefinger simultaneously, making them even harder. After touching them for a while, I suddenly lifted her up and helped her sit up, then stood in front of her. Lingling looked up at me. "Help me take off my pants," he said. Lingling didn't know what to do, so she obediently unbuckled his belt and pulled down the zipper. The shorts naturally slid down, and I urged her to take off her underwear. As soon as the underwear was pulled down, my erect penis sprang out with a "plop!" right in front of her. She looked on in surprise and curiosity. I pulled her hand to touch my penis, and she gripped it fearfully, her hands trembling with nervousness. My penis inevitably swelled and hardened even more in her hand. I couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed her down again, pulled down her panties, and climbed on top of her. Lingling knew what was about to happen and closed her eyes in terror, waiting for the man's intrusion. After the contact, Lingling was surprised and strange. The feeling from her lower body wasn't the painful tearing she had expected, but rather a comfortable fullness. I had already entered her. Lingling opened her eyes in surprise and found that I was looking at her too. Their noses were almost touching, and the dim light of the alcohol lamp in the room created a truly romantic atmosphere. I kissed her again and began to thrust. "Oh..." Lingling let out a sound of unbearable pleasure, closing her eyes and holding me with both hands to show her satisfaction. My penis was inside Lingling, feeling tight and hot. Although Lingling's lubrication was only average, it was still very slippery. I enjoyed the beautiful sensation of my glans rubbing against her vaginal walls, not in a hurry to withdraw quickly. Lingling also felt incredibly good, waves of sensory pleasure she had never experienced before washed over her, something she had never imagined. "Ah...ah...junior...so good...um...um...good junior...how can it...feel so good...um...um..." "Does senior like it...?" "I like it...I like it...ah...ah...you're so good...um..." "Then I'll go faster..." "Okay...okay...go faster...oh...oh...so good...ah...ah...even more beautiful...good little brother...I love you so much...so comfortable...so beautiful...oh...oh..." Lingling was getting even more into it, showing her seductive side. I deliberately teased her, stopping outside and refusing to go in. Lingling thrust her big buttocks upwards forcefully, but she couldn't reach my penis. "Little brother...don't do this..." She knew I was being naughty: "Come in...please..." Seeing how wanton she was, so seductive and coquettish, I realized that even fat women have their allure. So I thrust my penis in, all the way in, and immediately began to pound away vigorously. "Ah...yes...yes...so good...ah...ah...good little brother...so good...sister?" Lingling was about to climax, so I quickened my pace, giving her a final push. When Lingling reached her climax, she couldn't make a sound. Her mouth was wide open, her eyes were glazed, her waist was suspended in the air, and her vagina was tightly contracted, looking like she had fainted. I slowed down, waiting for her to come back to her senses. She finally let out a long sigh and said softly, "My God, that felt so good. Is this...an orgasm?" I asked curiously, "Have you never had an orgasm before?" Lingling nodded. Suddenly, the lights came on, the electricity returned, and she shyly hid in his arms. I slowly started moving again, while lowering my head to suckle her nipple. "Mmm...mmm..." She had tasted the sweetness and was now enjoying it. I thrust dozens of times, then suddenly pulled out my penis, turned Lingling over, and made her kneel on the floor. Lingling raised her buttocks high and bent her waist. Despite her voluptuous figure, her whole body was incredibly soft and boneless. This posture of her kneeling with her buttocks raised was absolutely mesmerizing. Her round and firm buttocks and clean, hairless vagina were irresistible to me. I quickly brought my penis back in, and with a "tsk..." I was completely finished. "Oh..." Lingling was now both horny and moaning, which made me rush forward without stopping. "Mmm...mmm...so deep...brother is so good...ah...ah...sister is so beautiful...ouch...every time...you go all the way...to...my...ah...deepest...mmm...place...ah...it's so beautiful...ah...ah..." Her intermittent moans drove me more and more crazy. After a violent thrust, we were both on the verge of collapse. "Ah...ah...brother...it's over...sister is...over again...ah...ah..." "I'm...going to cum too..." They both convulsed at the same time, and Lingling fainted again, lying on the floor. My penis head throbbed, and I pressed it against her clitoris, ejaculating as well. I held her and lay down, enjoying the afterglow. Lingling told him her story. It turned out that Lingling was very well-developed in junior high school, with a graceful figure. In her first year of high school, she met a boyfriend, and by chance, they had an intimate relationship. As a result, Lingling was in excruciating pain and felt guilty, so she kept blaming the boy, refusing to see him again and not answering his calls. Later, she simply fattened herself up so that boys would lose interest in her. "And then," she said, "who knew you, you big pervert, would still come and bully her!" "Didn't he contact you again?" I asked. "He sometimes calls my house..." Lingling said, "but I don't answer, so it's rare." "Hmm..." I didn't comment. "Now that you've messed with him," Lingling said with a sly smile, "you have to take responsibility..." "I...I...take responsibility...?" I panicked. "Look at you! You heartless bastard, forget it..." Lingling spat at him, "Do you think I should accept him back?" "That depends on whether you still like him?" Lingling smiled but didn't answer. After a while, she said again, "But I need to get back to my old figure first." I agreed. "You think..." Lingling smiled again, reaching out to touch his penis, "Isn't this a good exercise for losing weight?" I certainly thought so, as long as she didn't insist on marrying him. That night, the two of them barely slept. At dawn, I was about to go back to my room when Lingling said, "My statistics, you have to teach me until the final exam!" "I'll die." I said with a gloomy face. "No," Lingling kissed her, "Aren't you a vampire?" I felt guilty and could only manage a bitter smile...She couldn't make a sound, her mouth wide open, her eyes glazed over, her back dangling in the air, her vagina tightly contracted, looking like she was about to faint. I slowed down, waiting for her to come back to her senses. She finally let out a long sigh and said softly, "My God, that felt so good, is this... an orgasm?" I asked curiously, "Have you never had an orgasm before?" Lingling nodded. Suddenly, the lights came on, the electricity was back, and she hid in his arms, blushing. I started moving slowly again, while sucking on her nipple. "Mmm... mmm..." She had tasted the sweetness and was now enjoying it. I thrust in and out dozens of times, then suddenly pulled out my penis, turned Lingling over, and made her kneel on the floor. Lingling raised her buttocks high and bent over. Despite her voluptuous figure, she was incredibly flexible. This pose of her lying down with her buttocks raised was absolutely mesmerizing. Her round, firm buttocks and clean, hairless vulva were irresistible. I couldn't resist and quickly brought my penis to her again. With a "tsk..." sound, I was completely finished. "Oh..." Lingling was now so horny and moaning, which made me rush forward without stopping. "Mmm...mmm...so deep...brother is so good...ah...ah...sister is so beautiful...ouch...every time...you go all the way...ah...deepest...mmm...place...ah...it's so beautiful...ah...ah..." Her intermittent moans drove me more and more crazy. After a violent thrust, we were both on the verge of collapse. "Ah...ah...brother...I'm done...sister is done again...ah...ah..." "I'm going to...cum too..." They both convulsed at the same time, and Lingling fainted again, lying on the floor. My penis was throbbing, and he pressed it against her clitoris, ejaculating as well. I held her as we lay down, enjoying the afterglow. Lingling told him her story. Apparently, Lingling was very well-developed in junior high, with a slender figure. In her first year of high school, she met a boyfriend, and by chance, they had an intimate relationship. Lingling was in excruciating pain and felt guilty, so she constantly blamed the boy, refusing to see him again or answer his calls. Later, she simply gained weight to make boys lose interest in her. "And then," she said, "who knew you, you big pervert, would still come and take advantage of me!" "Didn't he contact you again?" I asked. "He sometimes calls my house..." Lingling said, "but I don't answer, so it's rare." "Hmm..." I didn't comment. "Now that you've done this to him," Lingling smiled slyly, "you have to take responsibility..." "I...I...take responsibility...?" I panicked. "Look at you! You heartless bastard, never mind..." Lingling spat at him, "Do you think I should accept him back?" "That depends on whether you still like him." Lingling smiled but didn't answer. After a while, she said again, "But I need to get back to my old figure first." I agreed. "You think..." Lingling smiled again, reaching out to touch his penis, "Isn't this a good exercise for losing weight?" I certainly thought so, as long as she wasn't insisting on marrying him. That night, the two of them barely slept. At dawn, as I was about to go back to my room, Lingling said, "My statistics, you have to teach me until the final exam!" "I'll die." I said with a gloomy face. "No," Lingling kissed her, "Aren't you a vampire?" I felt guilty and could only manage a bitter smile...She couldn't make a sound, her mouth wide open, her eyes glazed over, her back dangling in the air, her vagina tightly contracted, looking like she was about to faint. I slowed down, waiting for her to come back to her senses. She finally let out a long sigh and said softly, "My God, that felt so good, is this... an orgasm?" I asked curiously, "Have you never had an orgasm before?" Lingling nodded. Suddenly, the lights came on, the electricity was back, and she hid in his arms, blushing. I started moving slowly again, while sucking on her nipple. "Mmm... mmm..." She had tasted the sweetness and was now enjoying it. I thrust in and out dozens of times, then suddenly pulled out my penis, turned Lingling over, and made her kneel on the floor. Lingling raised her buttocks high and bent over. Despite her voluptuous figure, she was incredibly flexible. This pose of her lying down with her buttocks raised was absolutely mesmerizing. Her round, firm buttocks and clean, hairless vulva were irresistible. I couldn't resist and quickly brought my penis to her again. With a "tsk..." sound, I was completely finished. "Oh..." Lingling was now so horny and moaning, which made me rush forward without stopping. "Mmm...mmm...so deep...brother is so good...ah...ah...sister is so beautiful...ouch...every time...you go all the way...ah...deepest...mmm...place...ah...it's so beautiful...ah...ah..." Her intermittent moans drove me more and more crazy. After a violent thrust, we were both on the verge of collapse. "Ah...ah...brother...I'm done...sister is done again...ah...ah..." "I'm going to...cum too..." They both convulsed at the same time, and Lingling fainted again, lying on the floor. My penis was throbbing, and he pressed it against her clitoris, ejaculating as well. I held her as we lay down, enjoying the afterglow. Lingling told him her story. Apparently, Lingling was very well-developed in junior high, with a slender figure. In her first year of high school, she met a boyfriend, and by chance, they had an intimate relationship. Lingling was in excruciating pain and felt guilty, so she constantly blamed the boy, refusing to see him again or answer his calls. Later, she simply gained weight to make boys lose interest in her. "And then," she said, "who knew you, you big pervert, would still come and take advantage of me!" "Didn't he contact you again?" I asked. "He sometimes calls my house..." Lingling said, "but I don't answer, so it's rare." "Hmm..." I didn't comment. "Now that you've done this to him," Lingling smiled slyly, "you have to take responsibility..." "I...I...take responsibility...?" I panicked. "Look at you! You heartless bastard, never mind..." Lingling spat at him, "Do you think I should accept him back?" "That depends on whether you still like him." Lingling smiled but didn't answer. After a while, she said again, "But I need to get back to my old figure first." I agreed. "You think..." Lingling smiled again, reaching out to touch his penis, "Isn't this a good exercise for losing weight?" I certainly thought so, as long as she wasn't insisting on marrying him. That night, the two of them barely slept. At dawn, as I was about to go back to my room, Lingling said, "My statistics, you have to teach me until the final exam!" "I'll die." I said with a gloomy face. "No," Lingling kissed her, "Aren't you a vampire?" I felt guilty and could only manage a bitter smile...

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