He got together with school beauty Su Quan

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When I was in college, I worked at a bubble tea shop outside the school. There, I met a girl from a neighboring school's education department; her name was Su Quan. Because this bubble tea shop was relatively expensive, located in the city's high-tech zone, it was mostly run by white-collar secretaries, not many other types of women. They dressed very sexily—high-waisted pants, low-cut tops—and often came in groups of two or three. They frequently worked overtime, so our shop was open until 10 PM. The night shift usually had four people: one to manage the shop and three employees. Since the night shift manager resigned, and I had a good relationship with the boss, he let me take over. It was just a matter of closing the accounts at the end of the night, not even half an hour late, and I earned an extra 1,000 yuan a month. So, basically every night, it was this girl from the neighboring school and a few other women working there, while I was responsible for closing the shop at night. The girl from the neighboring school was quite pretty; she was considered one of the campus beauties in our department. I often joked that since we both lived near the school, not far, she would wait for me every day. Occasionally, a few male classmates would also walk her home. Everyone thought she was beautiful, and some people even pursued her, while others took advantage of her job.
One time I closed the shop late, and all the other workers had left. She said she'd wait for me to leave together. After I finished, I went to the break room to change. He saw me come in and stood in the corner, saying, "Hurry up, it's late." I said, "Aren't you going out?" Su Quan said in a coquettish voice, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."
That day, because a few white-collar workers were dressed rather provocatively, they kept crossing their legs, wiggling their buttocks, speaking in a trembling voice, and occasionally letting out small moans while paying at the counter. Looking at the two people passing by, they were either lewdly laughing, and I understood that her skirt must have something on it. Because I had been with my ex-girlfriend, thinking about this, my "secret cave," which hadn't been explored for six months, also got hard. It took a long time to recover. Looking at her, I felt for some reason that she was also leaning against the wall, gently gritting her teeth, her legs together. Recalling when she was making milk tea earlier, her buttocks kept sticking out, and I kept bumping into her, but she didn't say anything and just continued working. I suspected her...
So I teased her in the break room of the bubble tea shop, "You girl, such a beauty, so pretty, your boyfriend really doesn't trust you to come out at night, in this hot summer, wearing super short shorts, a crop top and an off-the-shoulder top, aren't you afraid someone will... "
As I said this, I pushed her against the wall, leaned close to her ear and said, "Aren't you afraid I'll do something to you?" Because we were so close, I heard her suppressed moans, and I knew she was being...
I didn't do anything, just lightly patted her butt and said, "Let's go." She followed me out of the shop.
Since I was riding a motorcycle, tossing her along, I asked her, "Quan, your boyfriend's here."
She said, "Yeah." "
Your boyfriend is so lucky, why didn't he come to pick you up? You haven't seen him in a long time, he must miss you." She said her boyfriend just arrived.
I thought for a moment and said, "That's not right, he arrived at 9 o'clock,
right?" She was surprised, but didn't say anything. Soon, we were almost at her building. Right at the entrance of the complex, she said, "Don't bother seeing me
off." I said, "You forgot? You moved next door to me yesterday, didn't I help you move?" She said, "Oh, then I'll go first, don't follow too closely. " I patted her butt again and said, "Go on." She took two steps and said, "See you tomorrow." I smiled and said, "I hope so." Looking at her swaying hips, my penis got hard again. I recalled the time at the bubble tea shop, when I pressed her against the wall, watching her breasts rise and fall, feeling like her breasts were about to burst out, and she also gave off a special scent. I knew it must be her boyfriend who asked her to put the remote-controlled toy into her vagina. Actually, when I patted her butt earlier, I deliberately patted the middle, touching the inner thigh, feeling something sticky and wet, but she didn't say anything, which meant I might not see her tomorrow night. Her boyfriend lives in another city and comes to visit about once every two months. The next day she took the day off and didn't come, so I got used to it. But this is the first time she's moved to the apartment next door. Sigh, how am I going to sleep tonight? We live in a shared apartment with a living room and three bedrooms, one of which is currently empty. I stayed outside for half an hour, then checked it was midnight and headed out. When I opened the door, I saw Quan coming out of the bathroom after showering. Since the bathroom was right by the door, I whispered, "Wow, you're so beautiful!" She rolled her eyes at me. I said, "Take good care of your husband, I'm going back to my room." As soon as I got back, I heard a woman's moans, starting softly but gradually getting louder. Suddenly, a series of slapping sounds accompanied Quan's moans. I thought that was it, and I'd rest for a bit. Her boyfriend came out and left the door open. I could hear the throbbing of the throbbing and the churning of her vaginal fluids. Quan started moaning again, saying, "Keep it down, Daddy. Someone's here." Her boyfriend, for some reason, excitedly shouted, "Keep it down! Are you afraid the handsome guy who brought you here will hear? You slut, I'll fuck you to death!" Quan begged for mercy, saying it was just a colleague she worked with, but her boyfriend continued his slapping even more recklessly, the slapping sounds accompanied by the water's splashing. Quan quickly reached another climax. I thought, "Such a beautiful woman, and she doesn't know how to be gentle with a woman at all." They didn't sleep that night. Since neither of them came to the door, I went to check on them once. I saw that her boyfriend's penis was particularly long, but it kept hitting the tip. Su Quan's moans grew louder with each thrust, and from her expression, I realized that the pain of that orgasm made her unable to get out of bed the next day. After the last time the next day , her boyfriend left, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to. Around noon, I finally woke up and ordered takeout for her. When I got there, she said she was outside, near her room. I thought, "She's been fucked all night; she probably can't get out of bed." I said, "Okay, shall I come again tonight?" She said she'd see. I didn't say anything. But that evening, she asked if I could wait for her. I said yes, so I went downstairs and waited for her. It took me a while to come down. She was wearing her skirt today; I guess her thong was uncomfortable. On the way, she asked how she slept last night. I immediately understood and said, "I slept quite well last night." I was hoping to hear what Quan had to say to her boyfriend last night, but I couldn't hear anything; the soundproofing is terrible. She patted my shoulder and said with a mischievous grin, "You're so annoying, we didn't do anything!" "Really? Why aren't you wearing those off-the-shoulder shorts from yesterday? Maybe we should do something." She fell silent after hearing the joke. I didn't say anything, but I remembered what I'd seen on her. Big breasts, firm pink nipples, and oh yeah, her vulva—perfect, flawless figure. My penis got hard again. Luckily, she didn't notice. About two weeks later, we were working together, going to and from work together. One day, she suddenly ran to the break room while at work. I sensed something was wrong. Luckily, it wasn't too busy that day, so I went to check on her. She was crying, looking at her phone. It turned out her boyfriend had broken up with her and sent her a video of his new girlfriend having sex. For various reasons, he dumped this poor, beautiful girl from school. I comforted her. During that time, I acted like an older brother, taking care of her emotions, and slowly she emerged from the shadow of the breakup. She transformed back into the lively and adorable Quan'er, and sometimes I even considered dating her. But when I thought about that night, about her sitting on that man's lap with her breasts bouncing up and down, I could only ever see her as someone I fantasized about.

At the end of the month, after receiving her salary, Su Quan asked me to go shopping for clothes with her. She said, "Out with the old, in with the new." She changed her entire outfit, saying that I had been taking care of her like an older brother lately, and she wanted me to help her transform her look. I picked out a red off-the-shoulder midriff bra and a mini skirt for her. Finally, we went to a lingerie store. She had initially picked out a pair of ordinary black three-piece panties, but when I saw the ultra-thin sexy panties and bras on the mannequins, she said she wanted those. She said she would wear all her new clothes from now on. She suggested we go sing karaoke, so we went to a karaoke bar. Bathed in the sunlight, looking at her devilish figure, I couldn't help but move closer to her. Today, she exuded that certain allure again. Suddenly, she hugged me tightly without saying a word. After we finished singing, it started raining, and there was a 500-meter road construction section on the way home, so we had to go back. The rain was so heavy, and she clung to me like a little bird, her chest pressed against my side. I could feel her nipples gently touching me. Because it was dark, we couldn't see anything, so we went inside. Only then, by the light of the living room lamp, did I see she was completely soaked. I quickly said, "Go back inside and change your clothes." I could see her sigh
, but she didn't say anything. She turned and went back inside, slamming the door shut. Thinking to myself, "Your ex-boyfriend really messed with me, but my penis is still hard." Then, not finding my wallet, I remembered it was in Quan's bag. I hurriedly pushed open her door, and there she was, sitting on the edge of the bed taking off her newly bought miniskirt. Just then, her black lingerie caught my eye, not her pink vulva. She hesitated, closing her legs, and at that moment, my penis was about to burst through my pants. She looked at me shyly, her nipples pressed against her soaked off-the-shoulder top. At that moment, I had only one thought: yes.
Quan'er's nipples imprinted on her off-the-shoulder top, her perfectly shaped breasts, her vulva parted by her panties—I suddenly pounced on her, pinning her to the bed. Looking at her, she shyly turned her face away and closed her eyes. I gently said, "Your clothes are wet, let me help you take them off." She didn't speak, but I had already placed my hands on her clothes, tracing circles around her breasts. One circle, two circles around her areolas, and her buttocks slowly began to wriggle, her mouth emitting soft moans, only her eyes remaining closed. I watched her nipples gradually protrude, pushing against her clothes, only occasionally brushing against them unintentionally, but each time they brushed against her, she would moan softly, and her buttocks would wriggle even more violently. She touched my penis, pressing against my pants without pulling it out. Involuntarily, she wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing against my penis through my pants. I kept staring at her face; I couldn't hold back any longer. I yanked off her top, leaving only her transparent bra. I bent down and kissed her nipples. She couldn't control herself either; her moans grew louder. My hands didn't stop either. Her vulva was pressed tightly against my penis; if it weren't for my pants, she would have already penetrated. Just then, her vulva pressed even harder, her hips writhing more violently. Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, letting out a rapid moan. I felt my penis was soaking wet, and looking down, I saw my crotch was wet.
I looked at her again; she turned her face away and closed her eyes. I couldn't bear it any longer. I pulled down my pants, aimed my penis at her vulva, and rubbed it repeatedly. Just as I was about to penetrate, she pushed my hand away, opened her eyes, and said, "Be gentle with me, okay? Like you usually are." I lowered myself and kissed her clitoris and labia, swirling my tongue inside, while caressing her nipples with both hands. I said, "You chose this bra just for me, didn't you?" She didn't speak. I sucked on her clitoris, and she hummed in response. "Do you want me to go inside?" I pinched her nipple, and she hummed again. At this moment, I felt her cunt constantly flowing with lustful fluid. My mouth was already full, so I moved to kiss her mouth with my own, aiming my penis at her honeypot. With a cry of "Ah!", I penetrated her. Slowly, slowly, once, twice, her lower body was overflowing, soaking most of the sheets. As I continued thrusting, I watched her breasts sway, and my penis felt itself growing larger inside her honeypot. Her moans filled the entire room. She said, "Brother, how come it's gotten bigger again? Ah, it's gotten longer! I can't take it anymore, Quan'er can't take it anymore!" But I kept accelerating. I suddenly remembered when her ex-boyfriend was inside her, she suddenly had an orgasm and squirted, and her ex-boyfriend's penis just slipped off, which is why I saw it was so thin. And at this moment, I kept increasing the intensity. She had already squirted, and I was still thrusting. Her vaginal fluid was constantly being brought out with my thrusting. Her vocal cords also felt the extreme. At this moment, she opened her eyes and mouth wide, and her lower back was trembling. She had an orgasm. I continued to accelerate, and I felt like she was about to suffocate. At that moment, I felt it coming. I gripped her D-cup breasts tightly in my hands, my penis twitching. I watched her breathe a few times, and just as she was about to say something, I thrust in again, engaging in a 15-minute orgasm. This time, we both reached orgasm simultaneously, inside each other. Our breathing was rapid, and my penis slipped down. Looking at her naked body, my penis hardened again. I straddled her, and she said weakly and gently, "No, no, Quan'er is already yours. No, I said I'm mine?
It doesn't count, right?" Then, I put my penis in her mouth. That night, I forgot how many times we did it together. I only remember waking up the next day, and she had already prepared breakfast. She smiled and said to me, "Thank you for giving me the happiest day of my life." Just then, she took the initiative to sit on me, using her honey pot to tell me about the happiness I had brought her.
Su Quan, Quan'er. The afternoon sun shone on the blanket covering her peach-like buttocks, and her rounded curves made me not want to ruin this beauty. It seems she's really tired. From last night until 9 AM this morning, I've had sex with her 8 or 9 times, each time with an orgasm. Looking at my own "second brother," he's exhausted too. I really don't know how I managed to do this to her; I only had sex 3 times in one night with my ex-girlfriend. This slut, I don't even feel tired. Slowly, my hand moved to her ass, gently kneading it. She's still half asleep, this little slut, she made me ejaculate right away this morning. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. She even said something about it being her sister's first time. Forget it, she spent the whole night in this bed with her ex-boyfriend, and couldn't even get out of bed the next day, thinking I didn't know. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I really want to fuck this slut to pieces. Saying this, I grabbed the blanket, ready to fuck her.
But who would have thought, she started murmuring something, her peach-shaped ass involuntarily wiggling.
Damn, this slut, she dreams of being fucked. I'll admire her for a while.
At this moment, I was kneeling between her legs, watching her cunt slowly secreting fluid. I gently ran my fingers along her labia, and she murmured, "Brother, I've liked you for so long. I never expected you to be so amazing. I forgot everything, I just wanted to be with you." As she spoke, her middle and index fingers were already inside her cunt, while her other hand was kneading her breasts. I thought she was awake, so I gently said to her, "Quan'er," but she ignored me, continuing to knead. I didn't disturb her or stop her. I just took out my phone and filmed the scene. I
never expected this self-proclaimed beauty from a teachers' college to be so slutty. How did her ex-boyfriend develop her? This fuck buddy could be a long-term relationship. As for a girlfriend... I'd better not consider it for now, after all, her cunt is already worn out.
But yesterday when we were having sex, it still felt very tight and tender, probably because she takes good care of herself. I was thinking this when suddenly, she shouted my name, "Give it to me!" Then I heard her cunt squirt. Holy crap, I dreamt I orgasmed myself. This is the
first time I've ever experienced this.
"Never mind her, I'll rest for a while."
About half an hour later, she woke up, naked, the sheets wet. She shyly patted my chest and said, "Brother, you're so naughty. I just gave myself to you this morning, and you're trying to do this to me while I'm sleeping. You're so bad!" I took out the video. She shyly crawled under my blanket, then cleverly crawled out and whispered, "Brother, I've forgotten everything about how we were in bed yesterday. I just really want to be with you, you're all I can think about." This time she sat on my lap, and I felt her vagina was wet again. Then she started kissing my mouth and caressing my penis. I wanted to rest, but it was too late; she sat on top of me and started shaking her peach-shaped buttocks. I got harder and harder, rubbing and kissing her breasts and nipples. I brought her to orgasm again. She was exhausted and collapsed on my body, saying, "Brother, this is the feeling, so comfortable. Only you give me this feeling." I was surprised. Isn't it normal for me to give you an orgasm? I've even seen your ex-boyfriend make you squirt. And you still want to treat me like a child? Haha.
But judging from her expression, it doesn't seem fake. At this point, forget it, I have to work. I left, got dressed, and looked at her naked body. Only then did I realize how beautiful she was, how naturally beautiful.
[The End]

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