Night Hunting Campus: Beautiful Teachers and Students Unknowingly Falling into Depravity

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Chapter One: The Beginning of a Nightmare

Unlike most boys my age who are still fantasizing about sex, I, a year shy of adulthood,
am already a seasoned man.

My name is Yang Yang. My father owns a company, and my parents are usually busy with business, so they don't have time
to discipline me. From elementary school onwards, they sent me to a well-known private school in the area. This school
is known for its high tuition fees and strong faculty, and it advertises itself as a closed-off learning environment. It occupies a large area,
divided into three campuses, integrating elementary, middle, and high school. I grew up there, and my sexual
awakening also took place within this school.

A year ago, a group of people suddenly found me.

Among them was my familiar chemistry teacher, whom we all called "Bald Head," which was also his
nickname in our group. He was fifty-four years old, pot-bellied, and while he wasn't actually bald, his hair was even more noticeable than baldness
; in our class, we secretly called him "Mediterranean. "

Also among them were my classmates—"Yellow Hair" Zheng Yixian and "Shorty" Huang Hao.

Both of them shared one trait: they were both unpopular with girls. The blond guy's face was covered in acne, his
features as uneven as the moon's surface, and his features were utterly unremarkable. We'd been
deskmates since elementary school, and aside from the boys in our class, I'd never seen a girl speak to him first—a testament to his
unpopularity.

The other guy, the short monkey, was seventeen and still a dwarf under 1.5 meters tall, with a horse-like face, arms longer
than his waist, and dark skin, looking like a chimpanzee escaped from a zoo. Such an appearance naturally would n't
attract girls either.

Thinking back to that day, I'd just returned to my dorm—in our school, each dorm only housed two students. I
saw my desk in disarray, and the blond guy was engrossed in one of my treasured "little yellow books"—a book I found incredibly
embarrassing.

I panicked for a moment, but was mostly angry. I angrily shoved him away, snatched my "little
treasure" back, and looked up, about to confront him, when I saw a guilty
smile on his face.

Then he smiled mysteriously at me, turned around and left. At the time, I didn't know what this meant.
Unexpectedly, when Huang Mao returned that evening, he put his arm around my shoulder, grinned strangely, and said he wanted to apologize to me...

I became suspicious and quickly waved my hand, saying it wasn't necessary. But then I saw his expression suddenly change, becoming somewhat
terrifying : "If you don't come with me, I guarantee that tomorrow Yang Yang from Class 2 of Senior High School will have his foot fetish
spread throughout the entire school!"

I had no choice but to follow him, his tone a mixture of coercion and seduction, and we secretly bypassed the dormitory supervisor's
surveillance . We climbed over the wall from the first-floor platform of the dormitory and hid in a corner of the school playground, where there were rows of camphor trees.
Under the shade of the trees, Dwarf Monkey was already waiting for us.

"Yellow Hair, you're so slow,"

the short monkey complained, glancing at me sideways. "Is this the foot fetish guy you were talking about?"

"Hey!" I blushed, turning to glare at Yellow Hair, who remained expressionless, seemingly unaffected. "You dare to do it but are afraid of being criticized? You're such a
closet pervert! Soon you'll learn that liking women's feet
isn't a big deal in our group. Many of us are like you; we're all in the same boat."

He suddenly shoved me, then said to the short monkey, "He's the guy I was talking about who's popular with women. He knows
not only Qin Ziying, but also Lu Qingping and Cheng Qingqing."

Qin Ziying? Lu Qingping? Cheng Qingqing? Hearing Yellow Hair rattle off a string of names, I was momentarily stunned
. They were all well-known beauties in our grade. Qin Ziying, in particular, was our class monitor, always wearing
red-rimmed glasses, with a long ponytail, a graceful and upright figure, a gentle and quiet personality, excellent academic performance, and a helpful nature.
She was the object of many boys' secret crushes in our class. Lu Qingping, on the other hand, was one of the school's top talented students. At the school anniversary celebration,
she sang and played the violin, exuding confidence and elegance. Her bright red palace dress was both vibrant and elegant,
dignified yet trendy, captivating countless young talents. Finally, Cheng Qingqing had already risen to fame domestically at a young age,
appearing in several television dramas and becoming a trendsetting child star, once known as the "Nation's Daughter."
Every move she made was under scrutiny. Now grown up, she is widely loved online for her pure and innocent image.

"Well, buddy, you've got some good connections."

The short monkey rubbed his hands together, his attitude noticeably more enthusiastic.

"But what does it matter to you guys if I know them?" I felt a strange unease about the scene before me,
but the blond-haired guy quickly steered the conversation in a different direction. The two of them, one on each side, flanked me,
making it impossible for me to break free. I was forced to follow them to a classroom in the teaching building.

I glanced at the sign above the classroom door: "What are we doing in the lab?"

"This is our secret base," the blond guy casually explained, then pulled out a key and unlocked

the lab door to my surprise . "Wait for us inside, don't make a sound. We'll show you something fun later." With that, the blond guy shoved me into the classroom. With the click of the lock, I knew I wouldn't be able to get out until dawn or when they returned. I wanted to yell to get the teacher to come to my rescue, but remembering that the blond guy still had something on me, I kept quiet and sat in the lab waiting for them to come back. I don't know how much time passed; I wasn't wearing a watch or had a phone. I only knew that the moon was waxing , and the moonlight cast three long shadows through the window. "We're back," the blond guy and the short monkey said, struggling to lift the middle person's shoulders. They practically dragged the person into the lab. "Who is it?" I couldn't help but ask, noticing that the person they brought was acting strangely. "Hehe, of course it's your favorite person." The blond-haired man's deliberately lowered voice sounded extremely lewd to my ears, and the short monkey next to him couldn't help but let out a meaningful chuckle. "Stop playing riddles, blond-haired man, let him see for himself." The short monkey said, placing the person he was holding on an empty laboratory table, draping her limp half-body over the table. By the moonlight, I realized that this person's silhouette was strangely familiar to me, especially those long legs that were faintly visible and gleaming in the moonlight.

—It's Tong Ziqi, our English teacher!

But she looks completely different now than when she teaches us.

In class, she speaks gently yet retains a teacher's authority. Despite her young age, her teaching methods are remarkably mature,
managing even the most unruly students in our class with ease. During breaks, however, Ms. Tong always
speaks to us students with a smile, her words humorous and witty, deeply loved by us. This isn't just because of her approachable nature,
but also because of her appearance. She has beautiful features, a serene demeanor, and usually wears high heels, the click
-clack sound never appearing vulgar. Her stockings are frequently changed—one day black, the next red—
an outfit that could easily be considered seductive, but the refined look in her eyes transforms it into a gentle, warm sunshine, pleasing
to the eye without being vulgar, possessing a unique charm.

Now, her starry eyes were half-closed, a white cloth covered her delicate nose, her arms seemed boneless, her fingers
hung softly, fingertips slightly curved, her fair palms facing me. Looking down, I saw
a small black mole on her swan-like neck, a feature that stretched down from her snow-white skin, separating two
soft mounds hidden beneath a burgundy blouse. I instinctively averted my gaze, unable to look any longer, but quickly, within seconds, I couldn't resist
committing an act of desecration I would never have imagined before. I reached out and gently touched the
front of Teacher Tong's blouse. I startled myself and quickly withdrew my hand, afraid of hearing the beauty before me suddenly stand
up and loudly rebuke me, telling me how disappointed she was in me.

But nothing happened; none of my expectations materialized.

I let out a long breath, noticing the mocking looks from Huang Mao and Dwarf Monkey. Their
lewd filled me with embarrassment and annoyance, but more than anything, a secret thrill welled up inside me.

I didn't know what methods Huang Mao and his buddy had used to kidnap Teacher Tong. They watched me silently, and
after a minute of hesitation due to my turbulent emotions, Huang Mao seemed impatient. He forcefully pulled my
hand away. I should have had the strength to resist, but my heart seemed to have
parted ways . I could say I half-heartedly let Huang Mao pull my hand, firmly placing it
on Teacher Tong's left breast, fully experiencing the softness in my palm.

I froze. This was the first time in my life I had touched such a private part of a girl's body,
a manifestation of the lust deep within me, a part of my past erotic dreams.

It felt as if two voices had appeared in my ears. The good child within me kept telling me that this was wrong
, while the other, the demon within me, was now stronger than ever before. His voice was almost deafening,
resounding through my heart like lightning: "Do it, do it! Didn't you long for this moment in your dreams? Do it, do it! Why not cherish the opportunity
right in front of you !"

I jolted awake, pulling my hand away from kneading Teacher Tong's breasts. Then I saw
the disdain and impatience in the blond-haired man's eyes. Suddenly, I wanted to shout at him, "Don't misunderstand, I want to continue."

But shame made me stop.

He muttered something, very softly, which I didn't hear clearly, probably complaining about what I had said. I saw him
turn to the short monkey and say, "The drug isn't working well enough, we need to get some water."

"Didn't you just promise me that this kid would pounce on this bitch who likes to wear stockings
?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you idiot," the blond-haired man cursed angrily, pulling a syringe from his pocket.

"Haha." Seeing the blond-haired guy's discomfiture, the dwarf monkey seemed quite pleased and handed
him a clear liquid. I watched quietly as they drew the liquid out with a syringe, then replaced the needle
with a long plastic tube. I watched every step of their actions intently. Afterwards, they told
me it was an anesthetic that would keep their prey soundly asleep
until .

Then I witnessed the scene that made my lower body painfully hard. Although I didn't understand
what they meant by "fetching water" at that moment, I saw them lifting Teacher Tong's buttocks and pulling her lace panties and black stockings down
to her thighs, and my heart raced.

I stared intently at every detail unfolding before me, completely abandoning my past conscience and morality
. I saw the blond-haired man insert the plastic tube connected to the syringe under Teacher Tong's skirt. He fumbled around
for a while , moistened his finger with saliva, and then stuck it in. He glanced at me, then handed
me the syringe: "Here, you do it."

I was momentarily stunned, but quickly, I became excited. I shakily took
the syringe , gently pressed the plunger, and right before my eyes, the clear liquid in the syringe
dripped through the plastic tube into Teacher Tong's body.

Success!

Even though there were no cheers from the three of us, I felt the atmosphere as if in a hallucination.

I think I fell in love with this abandonment and decay of the past.

I gently pulled the syringe, staring intently at Teacher Tong's skirt, at that private territory occupied by darkness,
as I slowly pulled out the long tube. My emotions surged with excitement at that moment.

No longer needing the blond-haired guy's encouragement, I naturally became part of their team, willing to
give everything for it. I understood; I had become a prisoner of desire, but in this society, who
isn't a prisoner of their own desires?

"Come help me, let's find another place,"

the blond-haired guy said, stopping my sudden outburst of passion. Fortunately, I could still somewhat calm my
surging lust. This time, I smoothly became an accomplice of the blond-haired guy and the short monkey, and even got a
position I particularly liked. I was responsible for lifting Teacher Tong's little feet, and on those feet clad in black stockings, I strangely
experienced what it meant to have a soft, maddening feel. The excitement before the revelation was truly irresistible.

The new location the blond-haired guy mentioned was also in the laboratory, a small storage room that the chemistry teacher usually used. This
small room, which should have been used to store experimental supplies, had now become our playground for debauchery.

There was an inflatable bed that had been prepared sometime before, and the curtains on all four sides were tightly drawn. The dwarf
monkey turned on the light, and under its glow, I was finally able to behold the beautiful body I had always longed for but could never have.

Without needing guidance, I followed the dictates of my heart and willingly knelt before Teacher Tong's feet.
As I eagerly lowered my head to kiss her, I caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye of the blond-haired man skillfully unbuttoning the teacher's
skirt and removing her belt. The short-statured man, meanwhile, slipped
his hand into the collar of Teacher Tong's dress, leaving a noticeable bulge on her fabric as he freely
kneaded according to his whimsical desires.

"There are three of us today, let's give this bitch a threesome,"

he said. No one responded. The other two were completely captivated by Teacher Tong's charm. This
was the best response.

I was occupying the teacher's feet; those long legs that I had always coveted were now at
my disposal. Recalling the pages of those erotic books, I was deeply impressed by the suggestive illustrations. I followed
the movements above, first freeing my little brother from my throbbing pants, then
grasping Teacher Tong's slender ankles with both hands, savoring the smooth and tender feel of her stockings.

I panted, this dual pleasure of body and sight was an enjoyment I had never imagined before. I was
engrossed in foot fetishizing Teacher Tong's beautiful feet while watching the other two freely
do as they pleased with her delicate body.

Compared to me, a novice, their experience was clearly more skillful and varied.

After unbuttoning her skirt, they lifted the hem, revealing the blond hair of Teacher Tong's pink vulva. One of them rubbed against the tip of her vulva like a pig
rooting , while the other put their mouth to her vulva and sucked. Soon, I
heard a soft, gurgling "slurp, slurp" sound. His hands were also busy, constantly expanding their reach,
sometimes gently kneading and twisting Teacher Tong's engorged nipples, sometimes lingering on her anus,
occasionally inserting his fingertips inward, enjoying the tight, moist, and slippery sensation of repulsion.

Unlike the blond-haired man, the short monkey specialized in other sensitive spots on Teacher Tong's body. I saw him first lift
the back of her head, their lips meeting in a deep, nimble tongue kiss, leaving trails of saliva. Then,
he used his tongue to explore Teacher Tong's ear canal,
occasionally After that, what made my blood boil even more was when he lifted Teacher Tong's arms, carefully using
his fingertips to stroke her sparse armpit hair, sometimes lightly scratching and sometimes heavily rubbing, then sniffing and licking it.
I couldn't help but imagine what a lewd scene it would be if Teacher Tong were awake at that moment.

After learning, I was no longer satisfied with simple foot fetishes. I held one of Teacher Tong's tender feet in my hands,
deeply inhaling the faint scent of her feet flowing between her toes and through her black stockings. This wasn't the "fragrance" of common sense,
but a very faint combination of sourness and a slight stench, along with Teacher Tong's own alluring fragrance—a scent that could
completely arouse a man's hormones. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an aphrodisiac for men.

I was intoxicated by this scent, and couldn't help but put each toe, still in the stocking, into my mouth. With my other
hand, I held Teacher Tong's other foot and moved it back and forth on my penis, gently
lubricating every nerve in my penis with the stockings and the flesh of her foot.

A few minutes later, I panted heavily and ejaculated, the white fluid splashing onto Teacher Tong's once sacred feet
and stockings. In fact, even if I hadn't ejaculated, her beautiful feet had already been thoroughly licked by me, covered in my saliva.

I continued to stroke my now limp penis with the soles of the teacher's feet. The short, monkey-like man, engrossed in teasing the teacher's
nipples, seemed to sense my first ejaculation. He looked up and laughed, "Yellow Hair,
he's done. Let's get ready for the second round."

Immediately, I heard Yellow Hair make a loud, wet sound at Teacher Tong's vagina. He stood up
silently and switched places with the short, monkey -like man. They both looked at me. The short, monkey-like man went to
Teacher Tong's side, lifting her waist and holding her like a baby being urinated on, while Yellow Hair pulled on her legs, raising her legs high like the letter "M." Even just seeing their eyes, I knew this was my penis's debut. I felt a surge of gratitude. Kneeling on the ground, I slowly moved in front of Teacher Tong. Her large, white breasts, easily a D cup, were right before me, inviting my touch, the two rosy nipples within easy reach. I took a deep breath, stroked my penis a few times, and made it stand erect again. Then, I put my hands under Teacher Tong's armpits, hugged her shoulders, and thrust in. An unprecedented feeling of pressure and heat instantly enveloped my soul. In the instant I was joined with this one-in-a-million body, the pleasure of lovemaking between a man and a woman was irresistible Tight, slippery, and tender, I listened to the squelching sounds I made, and passionately licked the teacher's delicate feet swaying beside me. Suddenly, I felt another foreign object enter me. I glanced down and saw it was Dwarf Monkey; his thick, black penis had also forced its way into the teacher's tight anus . I couldn't help but roar, and Dwarf Monkey responded with a low groan. We both advanced back and forth amidst the teacher's involuntary moans and soft snores. Soon, Yellow Hair joined our fray. Using his white teeth to pry open her mouth, his penis mercilessly swept across the teacher's mouth . The soft snores and moans, suppressed by the drug, disappeared, replaced by the muffled thuds and gasps of the three of us. I thought, tonight is going to be a pleasant night. This was also the beginning of a nightmare for the teachers and students of this school.

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