That middle school girl

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In the summer of '95, I was admitted to high school. Due to my poor junior high grades, I didn't get into the provincial key high school and could only attend a municipal key high school, which I had to pay to get in. I was placed in a class full of students who received sponsorships. That class was really chaotic; several people were often absent from class, mostly not because they were skipping class, but because they had been taken to the police station. Despite this, there were still some well-behaved kids in the class, like me, although I was rather introverted.

Enough of this digression, let's get back to the story. My first prey was WY, a girl who wasn't particularly attractive. She had dark skin, average features, and most importantly, a face full of acne. However, her advantage was her figure; she was about 1.66 or 1.67 meters tall (maybe even taller, it's been too long, I can't remember exactly), with round breasts and a plump bottom, especially alluring in the summer. Her seat was in front of me, and she usually liked to wear red floral cotton shorts. I remember that shortly after the start of the semester (actually, it was still during the summer vacation when school started, as anyone who's been to high school knows), she often sat quite far back in class. Back then, the benches were long wooden benches, and most people could only sit on half of their buttocks, the rest squeezed out along the edge of the wood. This was even more true for her large buttocks. One day in class, I noticed she was sitting quite far back, her round buttocks pressed tightly against my desk, some even curving into the underside. Seeing this, I couldn't let the opportunity pass. So I moved my side of the bench forward as much as possible, crossed my thigh under the desk, and carefully used my knee to find her buttocks. It wasn't difficult at all; soon my knee touched soft flesh through the fabric. My heart started racing, my lips went dry, and I wondered how she would react. However, since only my knee was pressing against her buttocks, I figured she wouldn't react too strongly.

After a while, she probably sensed something was wrong, pulled her buttocks forward slightly, and looked back. I pretended not to notice and continued listening to the lesson. She just glanced at me, made no other reaction, turned back to the lesson, and at the same time, her buttocks returned to their original position. I was overjoyed and accepted it! Continue. This time, I confidently pressed my knee against her round, firm buttocks, enjoying their softness. The warmth of her body emanated from her buttocks through the cotton fabric, and my penis began to swell. After a few minutes, simply pressing against her without moving was no longer enough. I began to lighten the pressure of my knee, slowly withdrawing, and then forcefully thrusting forward again just before the contact with her soft buttocks was severed. After doing this, I stopped moving again, observing her reaction. Still no reaction; it seemed she truly acquiesced. I didn't know what she was thinking, but as long as she didn't object, I adhered to the principle of consent. Continue. My knee pressed against the warm, soft flesh, sometimes gently lifting and kneading, sometimes drawing reciprocating circles along her buttocks, which I thoroughly enjoyed. After a while, I tried a different approach, sweeping my knee across one side of her buttocks and slowly sliding it towards the cleft between them… Since the table was quite wide, it wasn't a problem for my knee to stick out slightly from under the table and press against her buttocks when my abdomen was against the table hole. However, it wasn't so easy to firmly press against the cleft. With no other option, I stretched my leg forward as much as possible while sweeping my knee towards the center. Soon, I felt the arc of my knee slowly indent. Now I was firmly pressing against the girl's cleft. Based on common sense,

I judged that the part my knee was pressing against was her anus! With a surge of ecstasy, my penis quickly became erect, painfully swollen in my pants. Just then, the bell rang, and I temporarily stopped my further advances. To my surprise, WY turned around and started chatting with me, as if nothing had happened. I really don't know how she could be so calm. (Later I discovered that many girls reacted similarly to her when I assaulted them; they were just as sexually aroused as I was.) Since she had no objections, I was naturally happy to enjoy it, but I was no longer satisfied with just rubbing against her butt; I began to plan my next move.

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