The Story of University Village

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First, it's necessary to explain what "University Village" is. University Village is essentially a cluster of hotels near universities, usually frequented by university couples. Due to their affordable prices and elegant environment, they are often the top choice for students seeking sexual pleasure.

Because of my own particular interests and my extreme fascination with sex, I also frequently visit University Village. The area is quite large; I remember spending a whole morning there the first time I went, because there are so many hotels, and you have to compare prices. I finally chose one. It was a large courtyard, like an old Beijing courtyard house, except the single-story buildings had been converted into two-story buildings. There were many rooms, and the interior decoration was quite nice, in no way inferior to a star-rated hotel. Some friends might ask, "What were you doing there?" Actually, the first time I stayed there was to study and prepare for exams. It was relatively quiet there. Many university students probably know that dormitories are very messy, so to concentrate, you have to stay somewhere else; otherwise, you're bound to fail your exams.

The university village at night is beautiful. Neon lights from various signs adorn this not-so-bustling area. Couples hurry along, each searching for their own love nest. I, on the other hand, can only face the window, staring at tedious formulas, endlessly doing exercises. Sometimes, the lights can be comforting. Gradually, I grew tired and sleepy, and went to bed. I don't know how long I slept, but a series of hurried footsteps woke me. Ugh, being woken up is absolutely painful. Oh well, I guess I'll go to the bathroom. The hotel's bathroom is communal, located in the courtyard, so I had to go outside. Thinking the footsteps I'd heard earlier were probably someone going to use the restroom, I groggily entered and proceeded with the expected routine. Afterward, I closed the door and went back to my room. But just as I was about to open the door, a woman's extremely pleasurable moans, "Mmm... Ah... Ah..." reached my ears. Wow! Absolutely exciting! It seemed to be somewhere in the vicinity. I listened more closely, then realized, oh no, she was downstairs. I couldn't just stand upstairs and listen. I decided to go downstairs for a live broadcast, but as I was about to go down, I realized I was still wearing my shoes. Remembering the footsteps, I became a little scared—what if I woke someone up and they went to use the restroom too? If I flush the bathroom, I'll be discovered. Better to be barefoot. I took off my shoes and tiptoed to the stairs, feeling like a thief. It took me twice as long to get downstairs. There were eight rooms on one floor, one with a light on. The woman's breathing and the shaking of the bed were getting clearer. No way, it really was the lit room! I rushed to the window. Wow, they were really going at it! The woman was even saying something. Annoying! The windows were all closed. The soundproofing wasn't great, but it should at least have some effect. Oh well, I'll risk it. So, I mustered my courage and pulled on the window. Surprisingly, it wasn't locked. "Just to emphasize, this was late June, and many rooms..." The screen windows were all open, only the curtains were drawn. Because the windows were made of aluminum-plastic composite, opening them was very quiet, unlike aluminum alloy windows which make a screeching sound. So I dared to try opening it. After about ten seconds, I slowly opened the window to a crack the size of a fist. Instantly, my brain felt a rush of blood, my heart raced, but the feeling was very comfortable. I knew it was excitement. Friends, think about it, this is like a live broadcast! Not only could you hear moaning, but even the sounds of flesh slapping were crystal clear. The male protagonist felt incredibly vigorous; the "slap~ slap~ slap~ slap" of flesh slapping could reach over 100 times before stopping. "Ah~~ Chengcheng, do you want me to die? You fuck me to death!" "Oh my god, that's absolutely intoxicating! She's saying such lewd things, and let me tell you, this woman's voice is incredibly beautiful, so gentle and sweet. Right after she finished speaking, the man got even more excited, 'Ah~~ Ah~~ Chengcheng, it's coming, it's coming, it's killing me, ahhhhhh~~~ It's coming, it's coming, stop, I can't take it anymore, do you want me to die? I can't take it anymore!' I almost ejaculated. 'Are you enjoying it? Come lick me, I'm so tired.' 'Chengcheng, you're so naughty, why aren't you cumming? Did you take some kind of drug? I'm dying!' Then came a 'smack' of a kiss. 'Come on, darling, taste it properly.' 'You bad boy, cum for me, I want to eat it!' Damn! Isn't this top-tier?! Absolutely the best sex partner! 'Ahhhhhh~~ Hurry up, I'm going to cum, ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!' The man was ecstatic!" "Cough cough... Ooh... You ejaculated too much, it choked me." "Okay, go wash up, I'm too tired." Sigh... another irresponsible man. Everyone knows a man's cold period is the instant he ejaculates. Alright, hurry upstairs, she'll need to go to the bathroom to shower soon. I can hear her getting dressed. I stride upstairs, anyway, being barefoot means I won't make a sound, I'm not afraid of being noticed. Once inside, I felt unsatisfied; I had to see this stunning woman for myself. A moment later, I heard the sound of a downstairs door opening and closing, followed by the same sounds again. My chance had come. I waited five minutes, put on my shoes, and went to the bathroom, pretending not to know anyone was inside. I pushed the door open—it was locked. I heard someone say, "Wait a minute." Well, I waited. Even if it meant waiting all night, I'd wait. About five minutes later, the water stopped, and the door clicked shut. I was stunned. A white silk nightgown, transparent crystal slippers, an absolutely perfect figure. Our eyes met. At first glance, she looked a bit like Han Xue, only shorter. A yellow towel was draped over her shoulders, and she was drying her hair. Combined with the steam rising from the bathroom, she was breathtakingly beautiful. A slight smile played on her lips as she walked towards her love nest. A fragrance enveloped me. It was worth the trip. Now I understand—everyone says stolen beauty is fragrant, but I think that's wrong. Stolen beauty is the true fragrance.

[The End]

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