Alternative models on campus

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Linna came from a wealthy family in Shanghai. In her second year of university, she became a member of the Sichuan University's beauty pageant team. As the saying goes, good girls often fall for bad boys, and my relationship with Linna was exactly like that. As our love deepened, we rented a small apartment near the university, which we called our "Love Cottage." In this cozy little room, I discovered that Linna's originally delicate face concealed a terrifying wildness. Her innocent, large eyes had captivated countless campus poets, and it was these same eyes that often gleamed with a wild light in our little apartment.

Our sex life was rich and varied. Once, in the throes of mutual passion, she suddenly stretched her foot towards my lips, forcibly inserting her toes into my mouth, my mouth feeling as if it were about to burst from her grip. Afterwards, when I held her foot and examined it closely, I discovered it was an absolutely beautiful foot: size 39, with slender, slightly full toes; the soles were fleshy red, the instep delicate; the graceful curves exuded an alluring sensuality. Seeing my fascination, she softly asked, "Are my feet pretty?" I nodded. "Would you like to kiss them every day?" she teased. When I said yes, she smiled smugly.

Linna received 2,000 yuan a month from Shanghai for living expenses, which, combined with my 1,200 yuan, made our life quite comfortable. One day, Linna excitedly told me she wanted to be a nude model for her school's art class and asked if I would agree. I told her she wasn't my property; she had her own freedom. I knew subconsciously she longed to show her alluring body to strangers, which would excite her.

The night she modeled for the first time, I vaguely sensed a possible sexual element involved. We didn't usually restrict each other, as long as we told each other afterwards what we had done with others and how. That night, when she returned from art class, our lovemaking was even more frenzied. Even if Linna didn't say anything, I knew that it was the nakedness in front of strangers that made her more engaged during our lovemaking, and her cries and movements were wilder and more unrestrained.

The painting class had fifteen students, a mixed-gender group, and one teacher. Linna arrived on time every evening. The teacher would speak to the students for a few minutes, then ask Linna to come out and sit on a set of steps. He would let her pose in a few ways, choosing one he considered appropriate, and Linna would remain quietly on the steps for an hour. This went on for two weeks. On Friday night, Linna returned from the painting class and told me that a student had asked her a question. (Her eyes sparkled as she said this.) The student, about 22 years old, named Pengzi, couldn't capture a certain part of her body. This is a common problem for beginner artists; their inspiration often misses something. Some can't capture the face, some can't capture the hands and feet, and some struggle with the fingers and toes. Because of the unique structure of the human body, depicting light and shadow on specific parts is even more difficult.

When Pengzi approached Linna, she was changing. Pengzi wasn't embarrassed; after all, Linna had been naked in front of the students for two weeks. Linna asked him what the problem was, and he mumbled that he couldn't capture a certain part of her body. Linna asked him which part of her body he meant, and he replied that it was her feet. Linna then asked him how she could help him, and he countered by asking if he could take a close-up of her feet so he could better capture the inspiration. Linna hesitated deliberately for a moment before agreeing. Then she told me that Pengzi was coming to our cabin the next day and asked me to leave for about an hour. As

Linna said the last sentence, she stared into my eyes, and I noticed an undisguised excitement in them, a hint of sexual pleasure. She softly said she knew I had always had a special desire, and now I had the chance to fulfill it. So, the next day, at Linna's arrangement, I carefully painted her toenails with metallic nail polish. Then I couldn't resist having sex with her from behind. After dinner, a rapid knock on the door told me Pengzi had arrived. I opened the door, introduced myself as Linna's boyfriend, and said I had to leave for an hour. I kissed Linna and left.

Linna later told me everything that had happened:
after I left, she poured Pengzi a glass of wine and asked him what position he wanted. Pengzi looked around and found a spot in the bedroom. He brought in a stool and asked Linna to undress. Linna began to remove her outer clothes and socks. When Pengzi noticed that her toenails were painted, he was startled and took a small step back. Linna asked if there was anything wrong, and he said that she had never painted her toenails in art class.

Linna said she could remove the nail polish, but she needed Pengzi's help. Then she took off her pants and said, "Now it's the same as in art class." Linna later told me that she noticed Pengzi's forehead was a little sweaty, and there was a slight bulge at the bottom of his pants. She went to the bathroom and got some cotton balls and a small bottle of nail polish remover. She sat on the stool and called Pengzi over to sit on the floor facing her so he could start cleaning her toenails.

Pengzi sat cross-legged on the floor, and Linna placed one of her slender, plump feet on his thigh. Pengzi began to clean her tender toes with cotton balls. As he wet the cotton balls and wiped Linna's toenails, he held her fleshy sole with his left hand. Linna asked, "How does it feel, Pengzi? Have you ever washed a girl's toenails before?"
Pengzi's mouth was a little dry, and he replied that he had never washed anyone's toenails before, but he added that it wasn't difficult. After washing the first toe, Pengzi started washing the second.

Linna took the opportunity to casually spread her legs, so Pengzi could see her swollen labia. He really started sweating. While Pengzi was washing Linna's left toenail, Linna deliberately swung her other leg back and forth, as if to make the water on the toenail dry faster. In reality, when she swung her thigh, her labia were pressing against each other, achieving a masturbatory effect.

After washing all the toenails, Pengzi quickly stood up, and Linna saw that his pants were bulging. (Later, Linna told me that at that moment she was sure Pengzi's penis must be very large. This made her even more excited). When Pengzi went to the bathroom to throw away the cotton balls, Linna got up and put the toenail wash aside. As she sat down again, she felt her lower body was wet, and her nipples hardened. At that moment, Pengzi stood before her, paintbrush in hand. "Ready?" Linna asked him.

He replied that he was. She then asked him how to begin. "Actually, I don't know," he said. Linna suggested starting with close-ups of various foot poses, then sketching like in a painting class. He agreed. Linna pushed the stool between Pengzi's legs with her feet, then sat at one end of the stool, placing her left foot at the other. This way, Pengzi could fully see her wet vulva. (Lina told me that Pengzi was genuinely flustered at that moment.) She told him to begin drawing. Pengzi quickly finished the toes, but spent some time on the soles. Five minutes later, he completed a drawing and handed it to Linna. "Not bad," Linna said.

She asked Pengzi if he wanted to continue drawing the soles. "Of course," Pengzi said. So, Linna turned around, kneeling on the stool with her back to Pengzi. He could see her buttocks, but her genitals were tightly clenched. As she remained in this position, she heard the scratching of a pen on paper behind her. Linna gradually spread her knees to make herself more comfortable, her genitals now fully exposed to Pengzi's eyes. At the same time, she heard Pengzi's rapid breathing. As Pengzi drew, Linna turned her head and saw a small wet spot spreading at the base of his left thigh. "Are you alright?" Linna asked provocatively. Pengzi buried himself in his drawing. After he finished, Linna got off the stool and sat on the sofa to his left, leaning closer to him and pretending to admire the drawing so she could clearly see the penis right in front of her. "Can I see your drawing?" she asked, reaching out to take the drawing he offered.

Her fingers inadvertently brushed against Pengzi's bulging trousers. As she took the paintings, her right hand drooped down between her thighs, rubbing it there. "They're really well painted," she said, then handed the paintings over, placing them directly between his thighs. Because Pengzi's penis was hard against his pants, bulging high, the paintings fell to the ground between his thighs.

"Oh dear, what's that there? Looks like I need to be extra careful," Linna smiled seductively, gently placing her hand on his penis. Pengzi was startled, saying her boyfriend might be back at any moment. Linna laughed and said no, don't worry.

She told Pengzi she wanted him to draw some very special foot poses. Linna made him stand up while she sat on the sofa. She grabbed Pengzi's pants and underwear and pulled them down to his knees in one go, his taut, hard penis standing erect in front of her. "Don't you want to relax a bit?" Linna said. At her suggestion, Pengzi wasted no more time, quickly taking off his t-shirt and kicking off his sandals. They stood facing each other in the bedroom, a little distance apart, but Pengzi's swollen penis was rubbing against Linna's vulva. He grabbed Linna's nipples, and Linna held his penis. They kissed deeply, and his penis began to press into Linna's vulva. Linna thrust further, rolling Pengzi's testicles with her palms, and Pengzi groaned with pleasure. "I want to taste it," Linna whispered in his ear.

She knelt down, grasped Pengzi's thick, hard penis with both hands, opened her wet lips, and slowly put it into her mouth. Pengzi struggled to hold on, but after a few minutes, he couldn't hold back any longer. Feeling the urge to ejaculate, he tried to pull out of her mouth. My girlfriend didn't relax; she held him tightly with her lips, holding his penis to her throat. Pengzi ejaculated instantly, a large amount of fluid filling Linna's mouth.

My girlfriend swallowed it all without hesitation.

Exhausted, Pengzi sat on the sofa. Linna brought out paintbrushes and paper, placing them beside the sofa. "You'll draw as I say later, but I need to ejaculate too," she said. She made Pengzi lie on the sofa, told him to open his mouth, and then sat on his face, pressing her wet labia against his mouth. Pengzi automatically licked with his tongue, from the clitoris to the vaginal opening. While Pengzi was using his mouth, Linna manipulated her own genitals, forcefully rubbing her clitoris and vaginal opening against Pengzi's mouth. Pengzi rubbed Linna's labia with his middle finger, his tongue following along. Suddenly, he shoved his middle finger into Linna's taut vagina, while his mouth continued to suck on her oozing fluid. In less than five minutes, Linna reached a state of extreme arousal, her vaginal fluid flowing down Pengzi's face. "Get back to work," Linna said. "Take your paintbrush and come over here."

She lay down on the sofa, one leg on the sofa, the other on the floor. "Come here," she said, patting the sofa with her right foot. As Pengzi sat down, Linna suddenly stretched her right foot towards his mouth, boldly saying, "Lick it." Pengzi eagerly grasped her slender foot with his hand, licking her small toes first, one, two, then between them. Soon, all five toes were in Pengzi's mouth, swirling around in his mouth with his tongue.

Linna touched her own genitals with her hand, then switched her foot to Pengzi. As Pengzi repeated licking her other foot, Linna used her wet foot to rub his rapidly erect penis. She pressed her toes against the head of Pengzi's swollen penis. After Pengzi finished licking her other foot, she joined the first one with that foot, her soft soles clamping and kneading his penis. "Now start drawing," she said. Pengzi didn't know how to begin. This was his first experience with foot-masturbation, and he fully enjoyed every sensation. But he tried to draw, drawing Linna's sexy little feet and the penis being rubbed by her feet. (Later I saw these drawings he left for Linna.)

Linna's sensitive little feet and plump toes continuously massaged Pengzi's hard penis. Suddenly, his paintbrush and canvas fell to the ground. He pressed his hands down on Linna's ten toes, pressing tightly against his penis. Linna rubbed her genitals vigorously with her hands. A stream of white fluid spurted out again, flowing everywhere, but most of it flowed onto Linna's little feet. They lay there panting. Five minutes later, Linna weakly told Pengzi that this was the most meaningful lesson she had ever had in her art class, and told him she would be back soon. Pengzi quickly put on his clothes and picked up his paintbrush. He took down the paintings of Linna's feet, toes, and even her genitals, gave them to Linna, and told her not to let me know. (Later I found out everything.) He quickly packed up his paintbrush and easel, told Linna to see him on Monday, and then hurriedly left.

When I returned, I saw Pengzi walking hurriedly from a distance. When I got back to the cabin, I was greeted by my girlfriend, completely naked with her legs spread open, her genitals hot. "I'm going to tell you what happened, but first, take off your clothes. Quickly!" Linna said. It wasn't until she said it a second time that I realized what was happening, and I quickly took off my clothes and joined her on the warm, damp sofa. She made me sit near her feet, and I then saw that her feet were no longer painted with metallic nail polish, but with a milky white liquid.
"My God!" I exclaimed, "That's semen!"

"Yes," she said excitedly, "Come on, let me give you a real footjob."

She gripped my penis with her toes, her feet still dripping with Pengzi's semen. Her beautiful feet, her footjob, another man's semen—all of this quickly brought me to a state of extreme arousal. My own fluids also flowed out, mixing with her feet. As I lay panting on the side, exhausted from the arousal, my lovely girlfriend licked every drop of fluid from her feet—mine, and Pengzi's. Of course, we spent that night in intense lovemaking.

Linna came from a wealthy family in Shanghai. In her second year of university, she became a member of the Sichuan University's beauty pageant team. As the saying goes, good girls often fall for bad boys, and my relationship with Linna was exactly like that. As our love deepened, we rented a small apartment near the university, which we called the Love Cottage. In this cozy little room, I discovered that Linna's originally delicate face actually concealed a terrifying wildness. Her pure, large eyes captivated countless campus poets, and these same eyes often gleamed with a wild light in our little room.

Our lovemaking was rich and varied. Once, in the throes of passion, she suddenly stretched her foot towards my lips, forcibly inserting her toes into my mouth, my mouth feeling as if it were about to burst from her foot's pressure. Afterwards, when I held her foot and examined it closely, I discovered it was an absolutely beautiful pair: size 39, with slender, slightly full toes; the soles were fleshy red, the instep delicate; the graceful curves exuded an alluring sensuality. Seeing my fascination, she softly asked, "Are my feet beautiful?" I nodded. "Would you like to kiss them every day?" she teased. When I said yes, she smiled triumphantly.

Linna received 2000 yuan a month from Shanghai for living expenses, which, combined with my 1200 yuan a month, made our life quite comfortable. One day, Linna excitedly told me that she wanted to be a nude model for the school's art class and asked if I would agree. I told her she wasn't my property; she had her own freedom. I knew subconsciously she longed to display her alluring body to strangers, which excited her immensely.

The night she modeled for the first time, I vaguely sensed a possible sexual element involved. We didn't usually restrict each other, as long as we told each other afterwards what we'd done with others. That night, when she returned from her art class, our lovemaking was even more frenzied. Even if Linna didn't say anything, I knew: it was the nakedness in front of strangers that made her more engaged during our lovemaking, her moans and movements wilder and more unrestrained.

The art class had fifteen students, mixed-gender, with one teacher. Linna arrived on time every night. The teacher would speak to the students for a few minutes, then call Linna out and arrange for her on a set of steps. He would let Linna strike a few poses, choosing one he considered appropriate, and Linna would remain quietly on the steps for an hour. This went on for two weeks. On Friday night, Linna returned from her art class and told me that a student had asked her a question. (Her eyes sparkled as she said this.) The student, about 22 years old, named Pengzi, couldn't capture a certain part of her body. This is a common problem for novice artists; their inspiration often misses something. Some can't capture the face, some can't capture the hands and feet, and some struggle with the fingers and toes. Because of the unique structure of the human body, depicting light and shadow on parts is even more difficult.

When Pengzi found Linna, she was changing. Pengzi wasn't embarrassed; after all, Linna had been naked in front of the students for two weeks. Linna asked him what was wrong, and he mumbled that he couldn't capture a certain part of Linna's body. Linna asked him which part specifically, and he replied that it was her feet. Linna then asked him how she could help him, and he countered by asking if he could take a close-up of her feet so he could better capture the inspiration. Linna deliberately hesitated for a moment before agreeing. Then she told me that Pengzi was coming to our little house the next day and asked me to leave for about an hour.

When Linna said her last sentence, she stared into my eyes, and I noticed an undisguised excitement in them, a hint of sexual pleasure. She softly said she knew I had always had a special desire, and now she had the chance to fulfill it. So, the next day, at Linna's arrangement, I carefully painted her toenails with metallic nail polish. Then, I couldn't resist having sex with her from behind. After dinner, a rapid knock on the door told me Pengzi had arrived. I opened the door, introduced myself as Linna's boyfriend, and said I had to leave for an hour. I kissed Linna and left.

Linna later told me what had happened:
After I left, she poured a glass of wine for Pengzi and asked him what position he wanted. Pengzi looked around and found a spot in the bedroom. He took a stool inside and asked Linna to undress. Linna began to remove her outer clothes and socks. When Pengzi noticed the nail polish on her toes, he was startled and took a small step back. Linna asked if something was wrong, and he said that she had never painted her toenails in art class.

Linna said she could remove the nail polish, but she needed Pengzi's help. Then she took off her pants, saying, "Now it's just like in art class." Linna later told me she noticed Pengzi's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his pants had a slight bulge at the ankle. She went to the bathroom to get some cotton balls and a small bottle of nail polish remover, sat on a stool, and called Pengzi over to sit on the floor facing her so he could start cleaning her toenails.

Pengzi sat cross-legged on the floor, and Linna placed one of her slender, plump feet on his thigh. Pengzi began cleaning her soft toes with cotton balls. As he soaked the cotton balls and wiped Linna's toenails, he held her fleshy sole with his left hand. Linna asked, "How does it feel? Pengzi, have you ever cleaned a girl's toenails before?"
Pengzi's mouth was a little dry, and he replied that he had never cleaned anyone's toenails before, but he added that it wasn't difficult. After cleaning the first toe, Pengzi began cleaning the second.

Taking advantage of the situation, Linna casually spread her legs, allowing Pengzi a full view of her swollen labia. He actually started sweating. While Pengzi washed Linna's left toenail, Linna deliberately swung her other leg back and forth, as if to help the toenail dry faster. In reality, as she swayed her thighs, her labia pressed against each other, creating a masturbatory effect.

After washing all the toenails, Pengzi quickly stood up, and in that instant, Linna saw his pants bulge noticeably. (Linna later told me that at that moment she was certain Pengzi's penis was very large. This made her even more excited). While Pengzi went to the bathroom to throw away the cotton balls, Linna got up and put the toenail wash aside. When she sat down again, she felt her lower body was very wet, and her nipples were hard. At this moment, Pengzi stood in front of her with a paintbrush in his hand. "Ready?" Linna asked him.

He replied that he was ready. She then asked him how to begin. "Actually, I don't know either," he said. Linna suggested starting with close-ups of her feet in various poses, then moving on to life drawing like in a painting class. He agreed. Linna pushed the stool between Pengzi's legs with her feet, then sat at one end of the stool, placing her left foot at the other. This way, Pengzi could fully see her wet genitals. (Lina told me that Pengzi was genuinely flustered at that moment.) She told him to begin drawing. Pengzi quickly drew the toes, but spent some time on the soles. Five minutes later, he finished and handed the drawing to Linna. "Not bad," Linna said.

She asked Pengzi if he wanted to continue drawing the soles. "Of course," Pengzi said. So Linna turned around, kneeling on the stool with her back to Pengzi. He could see Linna's buttocks, but her genitals were tightly clenched. As she maintained this position, she heard the scratching of a pen on paper behind her. Linna gradually spread her knees to make herself more comfortable, her genitals now fully visible to Pengzi. At the same time, she heard Pengzi breathing heavily. As Pengzi was drawing, Linna turned around and saw a small wet spot spreading on his left groin. "Are you alright?" Linna asked teasingly. Pengzi continued drawing, and after he finished, Linna got off the stool and sat on the sofa to his left, leaning closer to him and pretending to admire the drawing so she could get a clear look at his erect penis. "Can I see your drawing?" she asked, reaching for the drawing he offered.

Her fingers inadvertently brushed against Pengzi's bulging trousers. As she took the drawing, her right hand fell between her own thighs, rubbing it. "It's really well drawn," she said, then handed the drawing over, placing it directly between his thighs. Because Pengzi's penis was hard against his trousers, bulging high, the drawing fell to the ground between his thighs.

"Oh dear, what's that there? Looks like I need to be extra careful," Linna smiled seductively, gently placing her hand on his penis. Pengzi was startled and said her boyfriend might be back at any moment. Linna laughed and said no, don't worry.

She told Pengzi she wanted him to draw some very special foot poses. Linna made him stand up while she sat on the sofa. She grabbed Pengzi's pants and underwear and pulled them down to his knees in one go, his taut, hard penis standing erect in front of her. "Don't you want to relax a bit?" Linna said. At her suggestion, Pengzi wasted no more time, quickly taking off his t-shirt and kicking off his sandals. They stood facing each other in the bedroom, a little distance apart, but Pengzi's swollen penis was rubbing against Linna's vulva. He grabbed Linna's nipples, and Linna held his penis. They kissed deeply, and his penis began to press into Linna's vulva. Linna thrust further, rolling Pengzi's testicles with her palms, and Pengzi let out a groan of pleasure. "I want to taste it," Linna whispered in his ear.

She knelt down, grasped Pengzi's thick, hard penis with both hands, opened her wet lips, and slowly inserted it into her mouth. Pengzi struggled to hold on, and after a few minutes, he couldn't hold back any longer. Feeling the urge to ejaculate, he tried to pull out of her mouth. My girlfriend didn't relax; she held it tightly with her lips, holding it to her throat. Pengzi ejaculated instantly, a large amount of fluid filling Linna's mouth. My

girlfriend swallowed it all without hesitation.

Exhausted, Pengzi sat on the sofa. Linna brought out paintbrushes and paper, placing them beside the sofa. "You'll draw as I say later, but I need to ejaculate too," she said. She made Pengzi lie on the sofa, told him to open his mouth, and then sat on his face, placing her wet labia against his mouth. Pengzi automatically licked with his tongue, from the clitoris to the vaginal opening. While Pengzi was using his mouth, Linna manipulated her own genitals, vigorously rubbing her clitoris and vaginal opening against Pengzi's mouth. Pengzi rubbed Linna's labia with his middle finger, his tongue following along. Suddenly, he inserted his middle finger into Linna's taut vaginal opening, while his mouth continued to suck her oozing fluid. In less than five minutes, Linna reached extreme arousal, her vaginal fluid flowing down Pengzi's face. "Get back to work," Linna said. "Take your paintbrush and come over here.

" She lay on the sofa, one leg on the sofa, the other on the floor. "Come here," she said, patting the sofa with her right foot. As Pengzi sat down, Linna suddenly stretched her right foot towards his mouth, boldly saying, "Lick it." Pengzi eagerly grasped her slender foot with his hand, licking her small toes first, one, two, then between her toes. Soon, all five toes were in Pengzi's mouth, his tongue swirling around them.

Linna touched her genitals with her hand, then switched her foot to Pengzi's. As Pengzi licked the other foot repeatedly, Linna used her wet foot to rub his rapidly erect penis. She pressed her toes against the head of Pengzi's swollen penis, and after Pengzi finished licking the other foot, she joined the first one with that foot, her two soft soles clamping and rubbing his penis. "Now start drawing," she said. Pengzi didn't know how to begin. This was his first experience with footjob, and he fully enjoyed every sensation. But he tried to draw, drawing Linna's sexy little feet and the penis being rubbed by her feet. (Later I saw these drawings he left for Linna.)

Linna's sensitive little feet and plump toes massaged Pengzi's hard penis incessantly. Suddenly, his paintbrush and easel fell to the ground. He pressed his hands down on Linna's toes, squeezing his penis tightly. Linna rubbed her genitals vigorously. A stream of white fluid spurted out again, flowing everywhere, but mostly onto Linna's little feet. They lay there panting. Five minutes later, Linna weakly told Pengzi that this was the most meaningful lesson she had ever had in her art class, and told him she would be back soon. Pengzi quickly put on his clothes and picked up his paintbrush. He took down the paintings of Linna's feet, toes, and foot fetishes, gave them to Linna, and told her not to let me know. (Later I found out everything.) He quickly packed up his paintbrush and easel, told Linna to see him on Monday, and then hurriedly left.

When I returned, I saw Pengzi walking hurriedly from a distance. When I returned to the cabin, I was greeted by my girlfriend, completely naked with her legs spread wide, her genitals steaming hot. "I'm going to tell you what happened, but first, take off your clothes. Quick!" Lina said. It wasn't until she said it a second time that I realized what she meant and quickly took off my clothes, joining her on the warm, damp sofa. She made me sit near her feet, and I noticed that her feet were no longer covered in metallic nail polish, but a milky white liquid.
"My God!" I exclaimed, "That's semen!"

"Yes," she said excitedly, "Come on, let me give you a real footjob."

She gripped my penis with her toes, her feet still dripping with Pengzi's semen. Her beautiful feet, her footjob, another man's semen—all of this quickly brought me to a state of extreme arousal. My own fluids also flowed out, mixing with her feet. As I lay panting on the side, exhausted from the arousal, my lovely girlfriend licked every drop of fluid from her feet—mine, and Pengzi's. Of course, we spent the night in intense lovemaking.

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