[Urban] Romantic Past: The Unrestrained Lives of the Post-80s Generation - 4-6

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Chapter 28 Second Love

Throughout the journey, Wang Yi ignored Lin Qing, chatting with Dai Ni the whole time, but her eyes kept glancing at Lin Qing, seemingly unintentionally. Lin Qing knew this innocent and beautiful girl was smitten. He slowed his pace, following behind them, admiring Wang Yi and Dai Ni's slender figures.

To be fair, Dai Ni's overall qualities were better than Wang Yi's. Wang Yi wasn't very tall, only a little over 1.60 meters, while Dai Ni had a tall and slender figure of 1.68 meters. Her skin was fair and delicate, almost translucent. Although she was wearing a thick short jacket, the fullness of her breasts was rare among her peers. She wore light blue tight jeans, which clearly outlined the graceful curves of her long legs, and her firm, round buttocks had a beautiful curve. She was the kind of beauty that made people think of bed at first sight.

Wang Yi, dressed in an elegant white silk dress, didn't reveal any particularly alluring curves. However, her smooth, delicate round face, slender eyebrows, clear, large eyes, and pretty little nose, along with her slightly upturned, playful lips and a charming expression that was both slightly reproachful and alluring, made her seem like an angel.

The sweet journey quickly came to an end. The three of them stood at the entrance of Wang Yi's building. Wang Yi glanced shyly at Lin Qing, "I'm going upstairs."

With that, she turned and gracefully ran up the stairs, leaving Lin Qing staring blankly at her departing figure.

"What are you still looking at? She's already inside!"

Dai Ni pouted at Lin Qing, clearly displeased. "You're not going to walk me home, are you?"

she asked, her tone slightly coquettish.

"Of course not, I'm a gentleman. Let's go."

Lin Qing smiled awkwardly. "You have a good eye, Wang Yi has never even had a boyfriend."

Dai Ni patted Lin Qing with her slender hand, giggling and flirting.

"Actually, you're not bad either. Do you have a boyfriend?"

Lin Qing teased her. "What, trying to two-timing? Aren't you afraid I'll tell Wang Yi?"

"How dare I? I haven't even won her over yet."

Lin Qing looked at Dai Ni's mature and alluring figure and teased, "You'd dare once you did? You men are all the same, hmph!"

Dai Ni stomped her foot and pouted.

"No, that's not what I meant, but playing around is fine, ouch..."

Dai Ni raised her long, straight leg and kicked Lin Qing's butt with her white boot, interrupting his nonsense. Dai

Ni was indeed a lovely girl. Lin Qing observed her carefully; she had a very attractive figure, a sexy bust, and long, beautiful legs. He focused his attention on her face, where her skin was soft and her nose was high and straight—very pretty.

Seeing Lin Qing watching her, Dai Ni swung her long legs smugly. "I don't have a boyfriend either, why don't you pursue me?"

"Didn't I know you before?"

Lin Qing said. "How could someone as pretty as you not have a boyfriend? I know, you must be Brother Wei's sister, right?"

"You don't need to know whose sister I am,"

Dai Ni laughed, looking at her toes. "Am I prettier than Wang Yi?"

"Your brother is so fierce, would I dare pursue you? What if you get upset and say I bullied you? Brother Wei would beat me to a pulp!"

They chatted and laughed until they arrived at Dai Ni's house.

"Would you like to come in and sit down? That's my house."

Dai Ni pointed to the door on the right side of the first floor. "Forget it, I'm afraid of your brother."

Lin Qing turned and left under Dai Ni's somewhat reluctant gaze.

'It's best not to touch this little vixen, lest I anger Brother Wei and things get messy. I should think about how to pursue Wang Yi.' Lin Qing pondered on his way home. 'To win over a girl experiencing her first crush, you have to strike while the iron is hot and bombard her with attention; that'll guarantee she'll be yours.' That very night, Lin Qing wrote Liu Li a heartfelt love letter. Leaning back in his chair, he looked at the first love letter, his handwriting flowing freely, and couldn't help but feel a little smug. The

next day after school, Lin Qing was still waiting for Wang Yi at the stairwell. She came down with Dai Ni as usual. On their way home, Wang Yi remained silent, simply gazing wistfully at the beautiful clouds after the sunset. "How many girls have you been with?" Dai Ni turned to look at Lin Qing. "You've been intimate with quite a few girls in the past, haven't you?" "No." How could Lin Qing admit to being a womanizer in front of Wang Yi? He lied to her without batting an eye. "I've heard about it. You're too scared to admit it, aren't you?" "I swear to Marx, I really haven't. You've been fooled." Wang Yi couldn't help but laugh, her voice so clear and melodious. "When you laugh, you look like a silly girl," Lin Qing teased her. Wang Yi stopped laughing and gave him a disgruntled look. "Don't lie to me." Wang Yi's face flushed. Downstairs at her apartment building, Lin Qing grabbed her small hand. "It's so smooth and cool, it feels so good." Wang Yi looked at Lin Qing with her bright, sparkling eyes, her small hand gently pulling back. "Here, this is for you." Lin Qing stuffed the love letter into her hand. Wang Yi winked at him and smiled, then twirled gracefully and skipped upstairs. On the third day, Lin Qing was still waiting to take Wang Yi home. This time, she was alone in front of him. "Let's go, have you been waiting for a while?" Wang Yi noticed Lin Qing's eyes were still looking behind her. "Dai Ni isn't coming with me today, what, disappointed?" Her blushing face showed a slight hint of coquettishness. "Not at all, I'm overjoyed," Lin Qing quickly explained. "Really?" Wang Yi laughed heartily. "Why does your tone sound a little sour? Don't worry, I won't like Dai Ni, I only like you." "Get lost." Wang Yi lightly punched Lin Qing, turning her face slightly to the side. Her long hair fluttered in the breeze, her laughter like silver bells, her face slightly annoyed, her expression shy yet intimate, her gentle and graceful temperament was quite lovely. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Wang Yi's building again. "Here, this is for you." Wang Yi took out a neatly folded letter from her bag. "Read it slowly when you get home." She stopped Lin Qing from opening the letter and ran upstairs. Lin Qing couldn't wait to open the letter, reading as he walked. Wang Yi's handwriting was completely different from her temperament, but he wasn't interested in judging her handwriting. Instead, he savored the meaning between the lines. One sentence remained vivid in his memory even many years later—'I don't know if falling in love with you is right or wrong, but even if it is wrong, I am willing to be wrong without regret.' This sentence completely dispelled any lingering thought Lin Qing had about sleeping with Wang Yi and then dumping her. Thus began Lin Qing's second relationship. (Chapter 29: Wang Yi's Bedroom ) Time flew by. Lin Qing practically walked Wang Yi home every day, and they would stroll together on weekends. Their dates were very conventional; after more than a month, Lin Qing hadn't even held Wang Yi's hand. Sometimes, when it was cold, he suggested going to her house, but Wang Yi always shyly refused. Before long, winter vacation arrived. With the adults usually away, Lin Qing used the excuse of doing homework to go to Wang Yi's house.

Wang Yi, dressed in loose, comfortable loungewear, opened the door for Lin Qing. She had a striking figure, slender yet voluptuous, with smooth, delicate skin as radiant as jade. Her round face and slender eyebrows framed a pair of bright, clear eyes as clear as autumn water. Her delicate features, long black hair, and elegant demeanor, combined with her pure and innocent beauty, made her appear like an angel in Lin Qing's eyes.

He couldn't help but fantasize about Wang Yi's passionate moans and gasps beneath him, her sweet voice utterly captivating.

Wang Yi had four daughters; she was the youngest. There weren't enough rooms, so she shared a room with her third sister, sleeping on two bunk beds. She walked to her bed, bent down, and gently unzipped her shoes.

Lin Qing noticed she was wearing black suede stilettos, and clean, white lace stockings peeked out from the V-shaped zipper. He had always believed that white socks were a symbol of a woman's purity, gentleness, and playfulness. The innocent and charming Wang Yi suddenly transformed into a sexy and playful young woman.

Lin Qing watched her every move intently. A glimpse of her lowered bosom revealed a tantalizingly alluring pink hue, and when his gaze was level, he could see the delicate, lovely peaks of her breasts encased in her pure white bra.

Wang Yi's beauty had fully blossomed like a vibrant flower. She gently pressed down on the heels of her boots, her exquisite white-socked feet emerging and gently placing them on the lower bed board. Then, she grasped the handrails on either side and, with a slight effort, climbed onto the upper bed. Next, her other foot dangled in the air, gently swinging as she slowly lowered her other shoe.

Lin Qing watched as these beautiful white-socked feet alternated as they ascended the ladder. The moment her toes touched the step, her smooth ankles lifted gracefully upwards, agile and beautiful. The delicate white socks traced beautiful arcs as she moved, making his heart itch with desire. He watched her kick to the top, turn around, and sit on the upper bunk,

her exquisite white-socked feet dangling naturally. Wang Yi was fiddling with the thick notebooks scattered on the bedside table, seemingly about to take them down. Lin Qing saw this and quickly went to take them. Her white-socked feet were right in front of him, her toes touching his nose. The fine stripes and the neatly arranged mesh on the white lace socks were extremely beautiful.

It was the first time Lin Qing had admired the beautiful and charming Wang Yi so closely. Her white socks were thin, and her five toes were neatly and naturally arranged inside the socks. Her arches playfully arched upwards, and the white socks remained smooth and clean below her smooth ankles, presenting a soft curve to him. He quietly brought his nose to her white socks and smelled the faint scent of a young girl emanating from her delicate and smooth feet. He inhaled greedily, forgetting himself, and stuck out his tongue, wanting to explore further.

Suddenly, Wang Yi's foot swung forward, pressing against Lin Qing's face. The white sock on the instep pressed tightly against his lips before she quickly moved it away. "Oh, sorry, did I kick you? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Lin Qing recalled the tingling sensation of the white sock against his lips, and a surge of desire rose within him.

Wang Yi climbed down from the upper bunk, put on her shoes but didn't zip them up. For the next while, Lin Qing would steal glances at Wang Yi's delicate feet encased in white socks.

After a while, Wang Yi finally took out a pair of slippers. "I forgot to change my shoes."

Lin Qing had never seen a girl take off her shoes so elegantly. She crossed her left leg over her right knee, her slender fingers deftly untying her shoelaces. Her raised foot revealed a white lace-trimmed stocking around her ankle, and her small foot gracefully slipped from her boot into the slippers, revealing only her rounded ankle.

Lin Qing was utterly obsessed with the girl's beautiful feet. Their soft, delicate shape aroused a desire in him to lick them. Unable to suppress his impulse, he knelt on one knee, leaning forward. Gazing at her almost dazzling white socks, he reached out and grasped her small, delicate foot, holding it in his hands and inhaling it tenderly. The faint scent of her feet carried a subtle, sensual aroma unique to young girls. 'So fragrant!' He gently rubbed his cheek against the soft, smooth white socks. 'Ouch, what are you doing? Let go! It tickles!'

Wang Yi stared at him with wide, clear eyes.

Seeing her surprised and strange expression, Lin Qing held her delicate little feet in his hands and played with them carefully. He buried his face in them, greedily inhaling the fragrance of her fleshy feet. He smelled the faint scent of sweat, stroked her smooth and soft feet, gently rubbed her playful toes, kissed her warm soles, and licked her little feet all over with his tongue, smelling an extremely alluring faint fragrance. He immediately felt that his lower body was hard as a rock.

Chapter 030 First Attempt to Push

Wang Yi shyly nestled in the soft sheets. The pattern of the white socks on her delicate feet was clearly visible. A little bit of fragrant sweat evaporated between her soles and toes. Lin Qing slowly covered her warm and moist soles with his left hand and rubbed them back and forth. Through the thin white socks, he could feel the body temperature from her soft and slender soles. His fingers sometimes tightened and sometimes loosened as he played with her neat toes, his fingertips tightly "holding" all her toes in his palm and kneading them.

As Lin Qing's fingertips glided across the soft soles of her feet, Wang Yi suddenly moved her delicate feet away, murmuring softly, "I'm ticklish."

Her white-socked ankles, peeking out from under her slippers, playfully bounced up and down, lightly tapping the sheets.

"You like my feet, don't you?"

her voice was soft. "I... I like your feet in white socks, I think they're especially beautiful."

Lin Qing expected her angry and contemptuous rebuke, but instead heard a clear laugh.

"Look how scared you are."

Wang Yi laughed at Lin Qing's embarrassed expression, a blush spreading across her pretty face like melting rouge, reaching all the way to her ears. "Do you want to see my feet again?"

Lin Qing could sense the shyness and longing in Wang Yi's words.

Wang Yi gently held onto the bedside with her small hands, her legs slightly raised inwards, her perfect white-stockinged feet gently landing on Lin Qing's hands. Lin Qing leaned forward, his lips pressed tightly against the white stockings on the instep of her feet, his nose also gently moving along the stockings, inhaling the faint fragrance. The alluring scent numbed his brain, a tingling sensation rushing straight to his lower body.

His lips parted slightly, his tongue tracing the exquisite curves of her feet, tasting only a slight saltiness at the bottom of the stockings—the lingering scent of her sweat. He turned his head to the side of her ankles, his mouth and nose reaching inside her trousers, groping. He opened his mouth, his teeth biting down on the lace trim of the stockings and pulling them down forcefully. The white stockings slipped down to her ankles, her beautiful ankles half-exposed. Wang Yi's face was flushed, her eyes slightly closed, her small slippers scattered to the side, her beautiful feet, white stockings lying horizontally, half-concealed, half-revealed.

Lin Qing knelt beside her feet, clearly seeing the distinct stains left by her five toes on the white soles of her socks. He watched as those toes excitedly curled and wiggled inside the socks, each movement releasing a fragrant scent that filled his nostrils, making him dizzy and intoxicated. White socks above, jade-like feet below—his tongue roamed between them, savoring two completely different pleasures. His hand naturally encircled Wang Yi's waist, gently pulling her into his embrace. Wang Yi rested her soft face against his shoulder.

Lin Qing's hand slipped inside Wang Yi's loose trousers, tracing the rounded curves of her slender calves, across her smooth thighs, and towards her petite yet full, rounded buttocks.

"No, no, we can't do this, ah..."

Wang Yi, flustered and embarrassed, reached out her small hand and grabbed Lin Qing's arm, pulling him down. "No, okay?"

Lin Qing looked up at her flushed face and helplessly withdrew his hand

, which was about to reach her tender grass. "Let's do our homework." Wang Yi's delicate feet, which had been in Lin Qing's hand, landed on the ground. Lin Qing stood in front of her, pressed his face against her smooth cheek, and tried to kiss her soft, thin lips.

"Mmm... mmm..."

Lin Qing swayed her pretty face back and forth to avoid his kiss. Her soft, thin lips slid across his face, preventing Lin Qing from kissing her rosy lips.

In the struggle, the neckline of Wang Yi's loose-fitting loungewear became askew, revealing a pure white, girlish bra. Her small breasts prominently displayed their beautiful shapes, and Lin Qing saw the smooth, delicate skin on her breasts. "Ah..."

Wang Yi exclaimed, covering her lowered neckline with her hands. Lin Qing held her face still with his hands, and finally, his lips touched hers.

Wang Yi's soft, thin lips trembled slightly, and she let out

a shy, hurried moan, "Mmm... mmm..." Lin Qing extended his tongue and probed into her mouth. Wang Yi resisted by tightly closing her lips. Lin Qing's tongue struggled to pry open her lips, but was blocked by her tightly clenched teeth. Her small hands pushed hard against Lin Qing's chest. "My sister will be off her night shift soon. Don't let her see this when she gets back."

Helpless, Lin Qing had to give up this attempt.

'It's too dangerous at her house. I'll handle her at my house instead,' Lin Qing thought as he walked home.

For the next week, Lin Qing's parents were going back to their hometown to visit his grandparents. Just when he thought he would have a chance to be alone with Wang Yi, his group of cronies somehow got wind of it and spent their days loitering at his house playing mahjong and drinking. With his parents' return date fast approaching, he was furious and finally stormed off, kicking them out. Then, he excitedly prepared to go find Wang Yi.

Chapter 31: Wang Yi Takes the Initiative

Lin Qing hadn't even left when he heard the doorbell. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wang Yi's slender figure.

"You, what brings you here?"

he asked in surprise.

"What? Aren't you welcome?"

Wang Yi smiled sweetly, winking at him, her tone suddenly turning resentful: "Hmph, I thought you were ignoring me!"

Saying this, she walked into the room and sat on the edge of Lin Qing's bed.

"How could that be? Why would you think that?"

Lin Qing gazed at her pretty face.

"I thought you were angry that day,"

Wang Yi said softly, her face flushed.

What an innocent girl! Her innocence touched Lin Qing. "How could I be angry? Never! I like you too much to even think about it,"

he declared confidently.

"Really?"

Wang Yi looked up at him, a captivating angelic smile on her face. Her sweet cheeks were flushed, perhaps from the heat in the room, and a fine layer of sweat glistened on her small, pointed nose.

"It's so hot in your house,"

she said, reaching out to unbutton her long black trench coat. Underneath, she wore a pale yellow t-shirt typical of summer, and her lower body was even more extravagant—a short white skirt that blatantly exposed her shapely, pink thighs, exuding allure. Lin Qing felt his nose was about to bleed.

Wang Yi handed the trench coat to Lin Qing, then pulled down the hair tie from her ponytail, letting her long, black hair cascade over her rounded shoulders, her soft, full breasts rising and falling slightly.

"What would you like to drink?"

Lin Qing asked.

Wang Yi, dressed in a white mini-skirt, looked alluring, a smile playing on her lips. "Just a glass of water will do. Oh, and get me a pair of slippers too."

She gently swayed her shapely thighs, her ankle boots bobbing beneath her smooth ankles, making Lin Qing's heart itch uncontrollably. Her flowing hair, her clear eyes filled with temptation, her delicate nose, her long eyelashes fluttering against her eyes, and her sexy feet were intoxicating.

Lin Qing couldn't resist the temptation and rushed forward, embracing her soft, slender waist. Wang Yi's body was voluptuous and supple, trembling slightly as she slumped into his arms. He cupped her flushed, slightly burning face and lowered his head to kiss her rosy lips. Wang Yi didn't flinch, tilting her head slightly to meet his kiss. The instant their lips touched, Lin Qing clearly felt her soft lips tremble, her breathing becoming heavy and disordered. He gently caressed her soft, thin lips, his tongue prying open her pearly white teeth to capture her retracted tongue. Her tongue was small and delicate, tasting sweet in his mouth, soft and smooth as it swirled within.

Lin Qing sat on the bed, holding the limp Wang Yi in his arms. "Wang Yi?"

"Hmm, what?"

Wang Yi asked, her lips parted, moist.

"I like you."

"Me too."

Wang Yi smiled, her face flushed, her gaze fixed on Lin Qing with tender affection. She mustered her courage and kissed him on the cheek. They embraced, their kiss lingering, a glistening trail of saliva as they parted.

Wang Yi nestled in Lin Qing's arms, letting him stroke her hair and face. Her pink thighs were half-bent, and Lin Qing followed the smooth lines of her thighs down to her delicate ankles. The girl's feet were slender and beautiful, a baby-pink color, her exquisite toes naturally curled together, glistening and graceful.

Seeing her slightly rounded breasts and soft thighs, Lin Qing could still control himself, but seeing her beautiful, smooth feet, his weapon instantly hardened. Her delicate feet seemed to exude a seductive and sweet aura, tempting him. His erection bulged against his trousers, and Wang Yi's serene face was filled with intense allure in his eyes.

Lin Qing could see the delicate skin at the base of Wang Yi's crossed thighs from under her skirt; just a little higher and he could see the color of her panties, but the skirt concealed this glimpse within its short hem. He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and with trembling hands reached out, very slowly, to lift the hem of her skirt, his gaze falling on her pink thighs.

Wang Yi felt his movement, her round face flushed red, and she moaned softly, "No, I hate it, don't touch me."

Her tone of refusal was full of coquettishness, completely different from her resolute stance a week ago. Lin Qing knew she had come to him today, offering herself up as a gesture of flattery. She probably genuinely thought he was angry last time, which was why she hadn't visited him for a week. Little did she know he'd been kept occupied by his group of cronies. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but thank his friends.

Lin Qing's hand slowly but firmly lifted Wang Yi's skirt, revealing a pair of pure white cotton panties that barely covered her small, round, and pert buttocks. The thin panties clung to her delicate skin, and through them, the outline of her mysterious mons pubis was vaguely visible.

He stared intently at the indentation that naturally followed the curve of her skin in the middle of the panties. He knew that indentation was formed by Wang Yi's slightly parted vulva, and her soft, smooth labia were hidden beneath the thin fabric. With just a movement of his fingers, the barrier would disappear.

Chapter 32 The Promise Before the Push

Lin Qing swallowed hard, his trembling hand gently gripping the edge of Wang Yi's panties. His fingers touched her soft, smooth skin, a burning sensation spreading through his heart. With extremely gentle force and a very slow speed, he gently pulled her panties away from the center.

First, he saw the small, tight, light brown anus, the swirling stripes clearly converging into a single point. Further down, he saw the delicate pink labia. Because Wang Yi's legs were closed and bent, the tender labia were pressed together by her pink thighs, gently pursed, looking incredibly alluring. Soft, glossy black pubic hair peeked out from under the panties, making her thighs appear even more pink and white.

Lin Qing greedily seized the exposed spring light with his gaze, a strong urge to kiss her private parts surging within him. He gently leaned down, his nose almost touching Wang Yi's skin. The alluring scent of the young girl's vulva filled his nostrils, carrying a faint fragrance and a warm, slightly musky aroma.

In that instant, Lin Qing's eyes were fixed solely on Wang Yi's beautiful vulva. His greatest desire was to passionately kiss her alluring vulva, to lick her delicate, slender toes, to ignite Wang Yi's desire, to make her wet and aroused. A frenzied lust mingled with his adoration for Wang Yi made him feel that her body was as pure and smooth as milk. Without hesitation, he extended his tongue and bent down.

Wang Yi involuntarily cried out softly, "No, um, don't do this, ah..."

The last shred of reason in her heart collapsed under the intense stimulation. Lin Qing's passionate wet kiss brought her immense pleasure, and the intense stimulation completely overwhelmed her. She trembled, moaned, and let out a groan with a crying tone. Her breathing became rapid and labored, and after a long time, she barely managed to muster the remaining strength in her body and pushed him away through gritted teeth.

"No..."

she gasped, her slightly heaving breasts rising and falling, her face flushed, and her beautiful eyes flickered with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was excitement or anger. When she saw Lin Qing's erect penis pointing straight at the ceiling, she immediately closed her beautiful eyes tightly. Her round and delicate body trembled uncontrollably, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and the expression on her round face was both painful and extremely pleasurable. Sticky and transparent juices involuntarily flowed from her alluring honey hole, running down her tender thighs, wetting her buttocks and anus.

Lin Qing didn't touch her rashly again, repeatedly saying, "Wang Yi, I like you, I really like you."

Hearing such cheesy and cheesy lines, Wang Yi slowly opened her eyes, a hint of reproach in her eyes, yet unable to hide the intense desire on her face.

Her pink panties were still slipped down to her smooth knees, showing no intention of pulling them up. Her gaze no longer avoided Lin Qing's erect member, and she quietly looked at him. Finally, she broke the silence, biting her lip, and said in a soft, slightly dry voice, "I...I'm...it's my first time. You have to love me forever!"

These words, spoken in a very low voice, seemed to have exhausted all of Wang Yi's strength, and her slightly full breasts trembled and heaved. "Draw the curtains, you...you have to be gentle."

Lin Qing drew the curtains, and the room instantly became dark, the air thick with an ambiguous and lustful atmosphere.

Wang Yi's large eyes blinked, like brilliant stars in the night sky. One of her long, slender, pink legs was completely naked, while a pair of pure white panties clung to the back of her other knee.

Lin Qing took off his shirt and climbed onto the bed. Wang Yi breathed sweetly, letting him kiss her smooth face and neck. He reached out and grasped her small, delicate breasts through her t-shirt. Wang Yi's soft body began to heat up. When his hand touched inside her white skirt, Wang Yi gently bit her lip, closed her eyes, and gripped the hem of the skirt tightly with her slender fingers. "No, don't be silly, stop..."

she said to Lin Qing, her voice a mixture of pleading and command.

Lin Qing savored the smooth, tender feel of her inner thighs. Taking advantage of her distraction, he thrust his right hand between her legs. Wang Yi

gasped, "Ah..." and squeezed her thighs together tightly, preventing his hand from reaching her ample vulva.

Lin Qing then lifted her delicate chin, pressing his lips to her moist, soft lips, sucking hard on her sweet little mouth, searching for her tiny tongue, and wantonly using his tongue to entwine with her fragrant tongue, savoring the wonderful sensation of lips and teeth intertwined, tongues entwined. He kissed her until she was almost breathless before parting their lips, leaving glistening strands of saliva.

Lin Qing reached through her t-shirt and squeezed her slightly immature yet elastic breasts, feeling the warmth of her skin, and breathlessly whispered in her ear, "Wang Yi, I love you so much! Give yourself to me, okay?"

Wang Yi's bright, clear eyes widened, her delicate body trembling slightly. Lin Qing pulled her yellow t-shirt up to her chest, gently pushing up her pure white girlish bra, revealing a pair of trembling, tender white breasts. Wang Yi's soft breasts were fairer than her face, and most endearingly, the areolas were almost indistinguishable from her white flesh, with tiny, delicate pink nipples.

Lin Qing gently grasped her soft breasts and slowly kneaded them, pinching and twisting the small, slightly upturned pink nipples between his index finger and thumb, causing the soft yet firm nipples to gradually swell.

Wang Yi looked up at him, a blush rising to her cheeks. Lin Qing swiftly removed Wang Yi's clothes; her bra and panties quietly fell onto the bed, leaving her soft, naked body lying there, her face flushed, her long, black hair cascading loosely over her breasts, partially obscuring her small yet full breasts, the rosy nipples peeking out from among the strands, adding to her alluring temptation.

Lin Qing touched Wang Yi's youthful, mature breasts, soft yet firm, supple and full of texture. Wang Yi's smooth, mature body swayed slightly, her lips pursed as she murmured softly, "Ah...ah..."

The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, making her look so playful. She brought her mouth close to Lin Qing's ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "You big bad boy, you have to promise me two things. First, you can't tell anyone."

"Why should I tell anyone?"

Lin Qing was a little puzzled.

Wang Yi gave him a knowing look, "I don't want to be someone you brag about to others."

Lin Qing felt a little wronged, "Am I that kind of person? I truly love you."

Wang Yi chuckled softly, neither confirming nor denying, "The second thing is,"

she whispered, but Lin Qing didn't hear clearly. "What?"

She pressed her lips to Lin Qing's ear, her breath tickling him. "Wait, be gentle, I... I'm afraid of pain."

She reached out her small hand, her fingers lightly brushing aside the soft, long hair that fell across her breasts. Her pink breasts, with their delicate nipples, were presented to Lin Qing.

(Chapter 33: Deflowering and Unexpected Turn of Events)

Lin Qing held his breath and slowly pressed his lips to hers. He kissed from the base of her breast to the tip, afraid of missing any spot. His tongue entwined with her tender nipple, and Wang Yi let out a seductive moan. Her thin lips gently kissed him, her soft hands stroking his back. Lin Qing reached out and grasped her firm breast. His fingers sank deep into her white flesh, and her delicate nipples peeked out from between his fingers, proudly erect.

Lin Qing traced circles on her pale areola with his tongue, his teeth sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily biting and sucking on her tender nipples. The bud-like nipples swelled in his mouth, a faint fragrance lingering around his nose.

Wang Yi let out suppressed, muffled moans, her flushed face showing a bewildered expression. Lin Qing stood between her pink thighs, forcefully spreading them apart to expose her moist, pink opening.

He parted her fine, sparse, soft, curly pubic hair, caressing her smooth back and beautifully rounded buttocks. Looking at the body he had longed for, now lying alluringly in his arms, at his mercy, he felt his penis about to burst. He used his knee to pry open Wang Yi's smooth legs, his hands holding her soft, slippery buttocks, panting, "Wang Yi, I...I want to go in."

"It's my first time,"

Wang Yi murmured shyly.

Lin Qing looked at the beautiful girl before him, legs spread apart, his face filled with lust. His right hand held her smooth, creamy buttocks, his left hand grasping his hard, hot weapon, and he gently inserted it into her honeyed opening.

"Ah..."

Wang Yi's eyes filled with tears from the pain. ...

Finally, Lin Qing thrust his hot, sticky bullet deep into Wang Yi's womb with satisfying gusto. Wang Yi let out a soft, seductive moan, her fair body tensing tightly, her shapely legs dangling in mid-air, her jade feet bent inwards forcefully, fine beads of sweat appearing on her pretty face, her thighs tightly clamping Lin Qing's waist.

Lin Qing knew he had conquered this charming, gentle, and pure beauty beneath him.

After a long while, Wang Yi breathed heavily from her climax, thrusting her breasts forward and leaning closer to examine Lin Qing's body.

"Do you love me?"

she asked softly, stroking Lin Qing's face.

"Yes!"

"I love you too, we'll definitely be happy in the future."

She said shyly and coquettishly.

Lin Qing chuckled, not wanting to spoil her wonderful mood.

"We'll never argue, never get angry,"

She excitedly hugged Lin Qing, daydreaming, "Let everyone envy us."

"Okay, okay,"

Lin Qing patted her cheek, "Don't worry, I'll definitely treat you well."

Wang Yi smiled contentedly, nestled happily against Lin Qing's chest.

After a long while, seeing that the sun was about to set, Wang Yi, naked, tried to get out of bed to get dressed, but as soon as she lifted her leg, she

cried out in pain, almost falling to the ground.

Lin Qing quickly got out of bed and helped her up, "Don't rush, rest for a while before you go."

"No. I have to get home before Mom gets off work, will you take me?"

Wang Yi finished dressing, combed her long hair in front of the mirror, came over, cupped Lin Qing's head, and gave him a long, hard kiss.

"Take me, how can I not take my little angel home?"

Lin Qing cupped her smooth face, his nose rubbing against hers.

"You naughty boy!"

Wang Yi said shyly and coquettishly.

Lin Qing walked wearily ahead, a smug look on his face. Wang Yi followed weakly behind him, limping but her face beaming with happiness as they headed home.

Ever since Lin Qing deflowered her, Wang Yi's dormant desires had been completely unleashed, leading to endless demands. Lin Qing also adored the unparalleled elasticity of her body; her sensitive and wanton nature greatly inflated his confidence.

Seeing the girl's perpetually satisfied and alluring expression, Lin Qing's erection would quickly regain its firmness after ejaculation. They almost never missed a weekend when no one was home, and when they had extra money, they would even go out to a hotel during their lunch break.

Wang Yi, through frequent sexual intercourse, was trained by Lin Qing to be exceptionally lewd. Her youthful body rapidly matured; her breasts, once easily held in one hand, became increasingly full and round, and her petite yet firm buttocks grew increasingly plump and round. Her sexual skills also gradually improved. Wang Yi had no interest in studying anymore; her mind was only filled with thoughts of Lin Qing's thick, long penis.

However, the cruel high school entrance exam still arrived. Lin Qing successfully passed the exam and entered a top high school, but perhaps because of her relationship with Lin Qing, Wang Yi failed all the exams and had to pay to attend a vocational high school in another city. Her parents' hopes for her were shattered because of Lin Qing. Awakening to this reality, filled with resentment, she actually wanted to break up with Lin Qing. Lin Qing would never forget her cold, tearful face . He couldn't believe that those gentle, delicate red lips that had captivated him countless times would utter such cruel and cold words as

"break up!" He stood there dumbfounded in the wind, watching her receding figure. During his last summer vacation after junior high school, Lin Qing lingered countless times downstairs at Wang Yi's house, hoping to see her again. However, the summer vacation was about to end and he still hadn't seen her. Desperate, he went to find Dai Ni to inquire about her whereabouts. Chapter 34: Unable to Let Go of Old Love "It's you! What brings you to see me?" Dai Ni opened the door and looked at Lin Qing with resentment. She wore a tight-fitting tank top, her long, beautiful legs adorned with sexy, sheer flesh-colored stockings. The tight top accentuated her high, sexy breasts. Her model-like, slender figure exuded youthful energy, and she possessed a reserved, proud, and elegant demeanor. Her soft, milky-smooth skin and high, beautiful nose were striking. "Oh, I just wanted to ask if you know where Wang Yi went for summer vacation. I can't find her anywhere." "I don't know where she went either. Since you two got together, we haven't seen each other much. What, did you two have a fight?" Dai Ni's tone clearly carried a hint of schadenfreude. "Oh. Never mind if you don't know. I'm leaving then." Lin Qing turned and walked towards the door. "Aren't you going to sit for a while?" Dai Ni called out anxiously from behind. "No, I still need to ask around." Lin Qing declined her invitation, opened the door, and left. Little did he know that this meeting would sow the seeds for his future story with Dai Ni. Lin Qing asked all of Wang Yi's friends, but none knew where she was. Wang Yi seemed to have vanished into thin air. He asked all his friends to keep an eye out for her at home, while he, filled with deep disappointment, went to register at a high school 30 kilometers away from home. A new chapter of study and life began, with the same old military training. The school even stipulated that students weren't allowed to go home during the month-long training period. Just as Lin Qing was busy making friends with all sorts of people from the city, he suddenly received a call from a friend named Wang Dong. Wang Dong mysteriously demanded that Lin Qing find a way to come to his house that Saturday afternoon, but wouldn't tell him what the important matter was. Before Lin Qing could press him further, Wang Dong abruptly hung up. On Friday night, Lin Qing spent all his money treating the instructors and the student council president to dinner at the most upscale restaurant near the school. After a few rounds of drinks, he finally asked to go home for Saturday. The instructors and the student council president, both flushed with alcohol, assured him, "It's okay, don't worry, just don't get into any trouble off campus." The next day, Lin Qing boarded the bus home early, feeling his now-empty pockets, thinking: 'Wang Dong, if it's not something really important, I'll teach you a lesson!' Upon arriving at Wang Dong's house, Lin Qing knocked heavily on the door. "Coming! Who is it?" A familiar, clear voice came from inside. 'It can't be Wang Yi, can it? This joke is a bit too much.' As the door slowly opened, he saw Wang Yi's utterly surprised expression. "It's you!" " Is Wang Dong home?" Lin Qing controlled his excitement and walked in casually. "Brother Lin, you're here. Is something wrong?" Wang Dong played along with Lin Qing, feigning ignorance. "Oh, nothing much, just came to see you. You have friends here, so I'll leave if it's inconvenient." "No, Brother Lin, it's not easy for you to come back now. Don't go. Come, sit for a while. Let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Jingjing. She's going to vocational high school with Wang Yi." "Jingjing, this is my older brother, Lin Qing. Quickly call him Brother Lin." Wang Dong turned to the girl nestled in his arms and said. "Hello, Brother Lin. I've always heard Wang Dong mention you, saying you're the most loyal friend." The girl named Jingjing lifted her head from Wang Dong's embrace and said. Lin Qing sized up this girl who wasn't particularly pretty. While her appearance wasn't outstanding, her upturned eyebrows and thick lips exuded a seductive air. Jingjing stood up, took a cigarette from Wang Dong's pocket, offered one to Lin Qing, and lit it for him. Lin Qing noticed her incredibly alluring figure; her large breasts swayed like fleshy bombs in her low-cut top, and her plump buttocks were high and rounded—truly a sexy stunner with a curvaceous figure. "Sit down, Brother Lin." Wang Dong's room had two single beds facing each other. He and Jingjing sat on one side, so Lin Qing had to sit on the bed opposite them, where Wang Yi was sitting. Wang Dong whispered something in Jingjing's ear, and Jingjing giggled and leaned into his arms, pinching him lightly before pressing her face against Wang Dong's and kissing him in front of Lin Qing and Liu Li. Wang Dong slipped his hand inside Jingjing's shirt, groping around. Jingjing moaned softly and pulled the thin blanket from the headboard to cover her body. Wang Dong lifted the corner of the blanket and slipped inside. The two rolled around inside, the blanket gradually arching up, and Jingjing's thick, slightly exaggerated, lewd moans emanated from her: "Ah, ah, so big, so comfortable, harder, ah, harder."

Wang Yi sat awkwardly beside Lin Qing, her delicate body slightly hunched over the other side of the bed. A blush rose on her round face, and her frail body trembled uncontrollably.

She bit her lip tightly, her slender hands gripping the sheets more and more tightly. Suddenly, Jingjing peeked out from under the blanket, winking mischievously at Lin Qing and then gesturing towards Wang Yi.

Lin Qing immediately understood, giving her a grateful look, thinking that he hadn't taken care of Wang Dong for nothing; he was really sensible. He turned to look at Wang Yi, who also saw Jingjing's actions. Before she could react, Lin Qing pounced on her, embracing her and pressing her down onto the bed.

(Chapter 35: Flying Together)

Lin Qing's chest pressed against her firm breasts, his erection against her warm, soft abdomen. A faint, musky fragrance wafted to his nose, and before he could clearly see Wang Yi's beautiful face, filled with shame and indignation.

He leaned down and kissed her wildly, his passionate kisses raining down on her smooth, delicate cheeks. "Wang Yi, I love you so much, don't leave me."

Lin Qing's lips covered Wang Yi's luscious, full red lips, prying open her teeth which didn't resist. He quickly found her smooth tongue, entwining it with her soft, fragrant tongue, exchanging saliva. He reached out his left hand and, through her clothes, forcefully squeezed her firm, smooth, white breasts, feeling the warmth of her skin. His right hand lifted her shirt, reaching down to her vulva, tracing the soft pubic hair, and touching her wet labia.

Lin Qing knew Wang Yi's sensitive nature all too well. The lewd sounds of Wang Dong and Jingjing making love, and Jingjing's unrestrained moans, had already ignited the fire of desire in Wang Yi's heart, reminding her of the ecstasy she felt beneath him.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Wang Yi forced a weak protest through her nose, her shapely thighs kicking and her slender waist twisting slightly, trying to push Lin Qing away.

"No, stop! I'm not your girlfriend anymore."

Wang Yi protested in a low voice, her voice filled with shame and anxiety, revealing her hesitation and inner conflict.

"If you say you don't love me, that you weren't happy with me before, then I'll stop."

Wang Yi looked at Lin Qing's face, recalling the immense pleasure she had experienced when making love with him, and remained silent, her pink neck lowered.

Lin Qing's hand reached into her panties, his fingers gently caressing and probing. With each movement, Wang Yi trembled slightly, letting out soft breaths. Lin Qing's fingers were covered in her juices.

The innocent Wang Yi blushed and looked shyly at Lin Qing. Just as Lin Qing was lost in his thoughts, she suddenly whispered anxiously, "Lin Qing, please spare me, I really can't take it anymore, I want to go home."

"No, wait until we're done before you leave, but I'm not sure if you'll be able to leave on your own afterward."

Lin Qing deliberately emphasized his strength, stirring up her past memories.

"Ugh, stop talking."

Wang Yi looked shyly at Lin Qing's bulging crotch and whispered, her charmingly innocent girlishness both endearing and arousing a desire to conquer. Her pink face was flushed, her whole body trembled, and her long, black hair was scattered across her chest, covering her full breasts, with her rosy nipples peeking out from among the strands, adding to her alluring temptation.

Lin Qing kneaded her breasts, which were much fuller than when they broke up, pinching her erect, rosy nipples. He grabbed her soft, white flesh and squeezed them forward, raising the nipples and then releasing them, pinching and twisting them again. He pinched her small, slightly upturned nipples between his index finger and thumb, kneading and rotating them until the soft yet firm nipples hardened, before moving on to the other breast.

His gaze greedily swept over Wang Yi's curvaceous and alluring body. Wang Yi's pretty face was as red as the rising sun, her beautiful face flushed with shyness, her radiant beauty beyond compare. Her bright, soft lips seemed to want to speak but were too shy to look up at him.

Lin Qing laid the beautiful and alluring Liu Li flat on the bed, spreading her beautiful, smooth, white legs, which were shyly clenched together. He held her slender waist, adjusted the position of his penis, aimed it at her honey hole, and thrust hard. With a "plop," he tightly filled Wang Yi's narrow, tight honey hole.

"Mmm..."

Wang Yi groaned softly in pain, her face flushed as she turned to the side, slowly exhaling, her beautiful eyes slightly closed in a hint of shyness. Lin Qing slowly began to enjoy her alluring body.

Gradually, he rediscovered the long-lost pleasure, making Wang Yi's face blush. She twisted her waist and thrust her hips on the bed, moaning wantonly. The tender skin of her honeyed entrance wrapped around his long penis, being pulled in and out with the movement, tightly gripping and sucking.

"How is it? Very comfortable, isn't it?"

Looking at her charming and lovely figure, Lin Qing was even more unforgiving. Wang Yi blushed again, her heart filled with shyness, and she showed an expression as if she wanted to cry, "Yours is so thick, so hard, it's killing me."

Hearing this, Lin Qing's lust intensified, and he thrust harder, making the bed creak and groan.

Wang Dong and Jingjing peeked out from under the blanket, watching them. Wang Yi shyly pressed her head against Lin Qing's inner shoulder, avoiding their gaze.

"Honey, your brother's cock is so big!"

Jingjing stared at Lin Qing's weapon thrusting into Wang Yi's ample breasts, saying with some envy, "Damn, can't I serve you well?"

Wang Dong, somewhat annoyed, began to thrust wildly, making Jingjing scream "Ah ah!"

Wang Yi was driven to ecstasy by Lin Qing's long spear, her black hair flying wildly, her half-closed beautiful eyes radiating boundless lust. Her soft, pink body writhed beneath him, her soft breaths punctuated by intermittent moans of pleasure: "Ah...oh...ouch...oh...mmm..."

A thick, cloying moan, a clear, melodious cry, echoed in the small room. Wang Yi opened her small lips and whispered in Lin Qing's ear, "Lin, Lin Qing, shall we cover ourselves with the blanket? I...I don't want anyone to see my body."

Turning her head to look at Wang Dong's burning gaze on Wang Yi's delicate body, she gave a disgruntled snort. Wang Dong gave Lin Qing a fawning smile and quickly turned away.

Lin Qing reached for the blanket from the head of the bed and covered himself, his mouth meeting Wang Yi's slightly parted lips, his tongue probing inside her mouth. He thrust his weapon in and out.

Wang Yi made a soft "woo-woo" sound from her nose, her slender thighs unconsciously wrapping around his waist, her pink and plump buttocks thrusting upwards forcefully, her slippery and wet honey hole tightly gripping his long spear. Lin Qing saw the hazy look in her clear eyes, knowing she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

Chapter 36: The Sea of Desire is Easily Intoxicating

. As Wang Yi reached the climax of ultimate bliss, her legs spasmed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting forward, her entire body collapsing onto Lin Qing's firm chest. Her beautiful eyes shone with intoxicating and fervent desire, her long, glossy black hair swaying with her movements, her snow-white skin glistening with fine, fragrant sweat, a picture of utter bliss.

Lin Qing placed his hand on her thigh, feeling the sticky love fluid flowing down her smooth thighs, soaking her jade-like feet clad in short white lace socks, making his blood boil.

Wang Yi glared at him shyly and reproachfully, then said in a coquettish tone, "You're so annoying! What are you looking at? It's all your fault, you bad boy!"

Lin Qing was extremely pleased with himself. "Once I marry you, I'll play with you to my heart's content every day. You won't have a peaceful life anymore, haha..."

"Don't be shy, I want to rest for a bit and change my stockings."

Wang Yi squatted down, took off her white stockings soaked with love juice, and her round, perky buttocks swayed, revealing their alluring curves.

Lin Qing said, "Okay, rest for a bit. I want to see you in stockings."

Wang Yi smiled and took out new white sheer stockings from her purse. She lifted one of her slender legs onto the chair, then slipped the stockings over her toes and slowly pulled them up. The glossy, transparent white stockings outlined her jade-like feet beautifully. Her feet were exquisitely shaped, delicate and fair, with neatly arranged toes. She slowly pulled them up to her thighs, her hand tracing from her toes down her calves to her thighs, pulling the clasp up to her upper thighs. The crystal stockings made her thighs even smoother, more radiant, and more sensual.

Lin Qing watched Wang Yi's incredibly alluring appearance as she put on the stockings and pounced on her. His hand moved from her toes to her thighs, then his lips moved to her thighs. He licked her feet again and again, and finally, his tongue roamed over the back of her feet. Wang Yi's feet were warm and smooth like jade, clean and neat. Her heels were full and smooth with a beautiful curve, while her toes were slender and delicate. Her toenails were not painted, but each one shone brightly. Her entire foot was flawlessly beautiful.

Lin Qing rubbed his nose against her stockings, her skin clearly visible through the thin, flesh-colored fabric. He pressed his face almost against her smooth, jade-like feet, the faint fragrance of the stockings filling his lungs. He gently tugged at her stockings with his mouth, his tongue occasionally licking the sole.

Wang Yi stretched out her fair left foot and placed it on Lin Qing's erect penis, gently rubbing it. Her soft toes touched his lower abdomen, while her right foot slid across his chest, emitting soft, unbearable moans that excited Lin Qing immensely.

"Does it feel good?"

Wang Yi's face was flushed.

"Oh, it's wonderful."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yi couldn't help but chuckle, glaring at Lin Qing without saying a word. Lin Qing pressed down on the blushing, trembling Wang Yi, making her lie face down on the edge of the bed, gently patting her right leg.

Wang Yi defiantly and gracefully lifted her right leg, the white, transparent stockings tracing an exaggerated arc in the air before slowly placing it on the edge of the bed. This position made her honey hole even more clearly exposed, the tightly closed petals slightly parted.

Lin Qing thrust his lower body forward, penetrating to the deepest part of her honey hole in one go.

"Ah...ah..."

Wang Yi's soft cry was tinged with pain, her beautiful face contorted slightly.

Lin Qing manipulated his weapon, thrusting wildly, penetrating her body as deeply as possible. Wang Yi frowned, biting her lip, desperately trying not to make a sound, her face flushed red, her long, beautiful hair cascading over her trembling, pink breasts, fine beads of sweat appearing on her pretty face, her pink teeth biting her rosy lower lip.

"How is it? Is it comfortable? Is it good?"

Lin Qing watched her jade body writhe and yield beneath him, a great pleasure rising in his heart.

Ignoring the presence of Wang Dong and Jingjing, amidst the chaotic and passionate moans and gasps, he attacked wildly, bringing Wang Yi to orgasm after orgasm.

The battle on the other bed had already ended. Jingjing nestled in Wang Dong's arms, her large eyes radiating seductive allure towards Lin Qing. A thin towel was draped diagonally over her lower abdomen, her large, bare breasts rising and falling with her slightly rapid breathing. Her eyes were fixed on the thick weapon Lin Qing had just withdrawn from Wang Yi's honey hole, and she secretly swallowed her saliva.

Wang Dong, on the other hand, stared intently at the part of Wang Yi's body exposed under the towel. Seeing Yu Peng's burning gaze, Wang Yi, embarrassed and anxious, shrank her entire body under the covers, pressing herself tightly against Lin Qing's body.

Lin Qing's hand covered Wang Yi's increasingly full breasts, kneading the firm, elastic mounds.

"I have to go home, let me get up,"

Wang Yi said breathlessly, pulling Lin Qing's hand away and fumbling under the covers to put on her underwear. She picked up the stockings and gently rolled them up. "Ugh, I just bought them, and you've made them so wet."

Though her words were a complaint, a slight smile played on her lips, indicating she was enjoying the caress and kisses on her feet.

"I'll take you home,"

Lin Qing said, quickly putting on her clothes. She gave Wang Dong a grateful look and then put her arm around Wang Yi as they left.

As they approached her house, Wang Yi suddenly broke free from Lin Qing's embrace. "Oh no, my mom saw us!"

Lin Qing followed her gaze and saw her mother's figure flickering on the high third-floor balcony. "Go away, don't come looking for me. My dad will definitely scold me when I get home."

Wang Yi hurriedly went upstairs.

Lin Qing watched her slender figure disappear into the distance, sighed helplessly, and returned to school. December 28th, Chapter 37: Rekindling the Bond.

The tedious and boring military training was finally over. During this month, Lin Qing became familiar with the school environment and people. Unfortunately, because the military training was separated for boys and girls, he didn't have a chance to meet any pretty girls. On the last day of the training, he rushed to the phone booth to call Wang Dong.

As soon as Wang Dong heard Lin Qing's voice, he quickly replied before he could finish speaking, "Understood. Just come find me when you get back."

When Lin Qing arrived at his house, he didn't see Wang Yi. Seeing Lin Qing's somewhat angry expression, Wang Dong quickly explained, "They have an activity at their vocational high school today, so they'll be out of school a little late. Jingjing will call me, and we'll pick them up at the station."

By the time they returned, it was already dark. Wang Yi's increasingly tall and slender figure stood gracefully in the bright lights of the station, her black hair tied back with a white handkerchief, making her look dignified and elegant. She wore a form-fitting light-colored short skirt, and her long, shapely legs were clad in sheer flesh-colored stockings, topped with black leather high heels.

Lin Qing's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at her beautiful face, tall figure, and sexy flesh-colored stockings and black high heels.

Wang Yi refused Jingjing's suggestion to go to Qidian's house, insisting on going home. Lin Qing had no choice but to take her home.

When they reached the entrance of her building, he reluctantly pulled her hand, not wanting her to go upstairs. Wang Yi smiled mischievously, her captivating eyes blinking, her lips moving silently over and over again. In the dim light of the stairwell, Lin Qing carefully discerned her lip movements and realized she was repeatedly and silently saying the words "big bad guy," her red lips luscious and her eyes brimming with tears.

Lin Qing teased, "What's the worst thing about me?"

Wang Yi giggled and rolled her eyes at him, then lowered her head shyly. "You don't need me to tell you, it's already standing up."

Lin Qing glanced at his crotch and, sure enough, his manhood was bulging high. His lust surged, and he grabbed Wang Yi's slender, pink hand, pressing it against his hard erection through her pants.

Wang Yi was startled, sweetly murmuring, "You're so annoying."

Her delicate hand was held tightly by Lin Qing, unable to pull back, helplessly resting on his erect member. Lin Qing slowly stroked her smooth hand down there, but she wasn't very cooperative, struggling to break free. Lin Qing gently brushed his hand away, touching her thigh; the warm, smooth sensation sent his hand flying back.

"No! Let me go home!"

Wang Yi deftly broke free from Lin Qing, taking two steps up the stairs, her shapely, long legs moving alluringly. Lin Qing leaned closer, Wang Yi's slender, beautiful legs in stockings right next to his face, their faint fragrance penetrating his senses.

"Don't come looking for me anymore. My dad scolded me again the other day,"

Wang Yi said, turning to Lin Qing.

When Lin Qing realized her foot was almost touching his mouth, a blush rose to his pretty face. Shyly, he lowered his head and walked up. Lin Qing reached out to grab her slender leg, but she lifted another step. His hand caught her black high heel, and using the momentum of her leg lift, he pulled her down. With a soft 'plop,' the high heel slipped off her delicate foot, revealing her jade-like, flesh-colored stockings dangling in the air, swaying. The stockings, white with a hint of pink, were so thin they were barely visible, only the tips of her toes revealing that she was wearing stockings.

Wang Yi's slender, white feet, with their neatly arranged toes, exuded a delicate fragrance that was intoxicating and refreshing. Lin Qing quickly brought his face close to the thin, flesh-colored stockings, pressing his cheek against the soft skin of her feet. They smelled wonderful, and tasted sweet.

He inhaled deeply the scent of her alluring feet, his mind filled with thoughts of her pretty face and sexy, long legs. A bold idea popped into his head. He got up, took her hand, and led her down the stairs to the storage room at the bottom. He reached out and pulled the doorknob, but it wouldn't open.

'It's locked,' Lin Qing sighed. 'What are you going to do?'

Wang Yi was startled by his actions.

'Come with me.'

Lin Qing pulled her out of this unit and into the next one. This storage room wasn't locked. He unlatched the door, pushed Wang Yi inside, and then locked the door from the inside. The boundless darkness immediately engulfed them.

"It's so dark, I'm scared."

Wang Yi clung tightly to Lin Qing, her smooth, delicate skin pressed against his body. Lin Qing's hands were around her soft, slender waist, his head resting against her firm, elastic breasts. Her warm body heat radiated from her skin, and a delicate fragrance filled his nostrils.

Lin Qing's nose pressed against Wang Yi's milky-smooth, alabaster-soft, full breasts. Her rapid breathing made him feel her pounding heart and the slight trembling of her skin.

The cramped storage room was filled with the warmth of spring. Lin Qing's hands slid down her slender waist, kneading her round, firm buttocks through her short skirt. His mouth licked the rounded mound beneath her blouse through the slightly open neckline of her skirt jacket. Liu Li parted her thin lips and let out a soft moan.

Lin Qing gradually lowered his body, lifting Wang Yi's tight short skirt to her waist, raising one of her soft, stocking-clad thighs onto his shoulder, and using his fingernails to cut open the thin stockings. He then pushed aside the narrow panties covering her honeyed hole, spreading her long, shapely legs wide. His long spear slowly pressed against her wet, flower-like lips, and with a thrust of his hips, "plop," it pierced into her tight passage, sending waves of ecstasy through her body.

Chapter 38 Violation in Front of Her Sister

"Ah...it's too big, so full, so swollen."

Wang Yi's soft moans were filled with satisfaction, her beautiful face slightly contorted, her soft, smooth, and elastic body pressed tightly against the man, her fleshy, bouncy breasts trembling, her small nipples gently rubbing against his nipples, her slightly bent, slender legs gently supporting her movements, allowing each thrust to be solid.

She let out a captivating moan, her pretty face flushed, making her look even more alluring and shy.

Her smooth, jade-like arms wrapped around Lin Qing's waist, her seductive eyes filled with a dreamy gaze. Lin Qing reached out and caressed her supple, voluptuous body, thrusting violently into her tender lower abdomen, penetrating her tight, fleshy walls. Wang Yi was driven to ecstasy by his ministrations, her small hands pushing against his chest as

she cried out, "Ah...ah...oh...-oh..." her face showing an expression of both pain and pleasure.

After a while, Lin Qing sat on a utility line lying across the storage room, letting Wang Yi straddle his lap. Wang Yi guided his erect penis to her vulva and slowly sat down, her small hands wrapped around the back of his head, her fair breasts rubbing against his face. Lin Qing gripped her slender waist tightly, lifting and lowering her soft, delicate body so that her honeyed orifice could vertically swallow and release his penis.

Wang Yi twisted her body, enjoying the pleasure of being fucked while sitting, occasionally letting out melodious moans. Her elastic body swayed up and down with each thrust, causing her fair breasts to tremble. Lin Qing reached out and cupped her breasts, kneading and pinching her nipples. Wang Yi thrust her tender, round buttocks forward to meet him, her honey hole tightly clenching, writhing, and sucking, hot, sticky love juice dripping onto Lin Qing's legs.

Lin Qing stroked the smooth stockings on her thighs, supporting her round, round buttocks, completely pulling out and then thrusting it all the way back in. Wang Yi bit her lip, her dignified and virtuous face revealing a seductive charm as she was overwhelmed by lust. Her blushing face was buried in the man's chest, her mouth open as she breathed heavily, her fragrant tongue slightly protruding, her honey hole trembling, the flesh walls twitching, her body hot, soft, and powerless from the aroused desire.

Suddenly,

a clear and anxious call came from outside, "Wang Yi... Wang Yi..." Though the voice was far away, it was still clear in the quiet night.

"Oh no, it's my older sister! Quick, let me go, let me out!"

Wang Yi shook her round buttocks in embarrassment and panic, trying to escape the long spear, her beautiful face pale.

"Are you stupid? How can you get out now? What will you say if your sister sees you like this?"

Lin Qing pressed down on her round, upturned buttocks and continued thrusting.

Wang Yi frowned, biting her lip, desperately trying not to make a sound. Her face flushed red, her long, beautiful hair cascading over her trembling, pink breasts. Her clear eyes darted anxiously left and right, her soft buttocks clenched tightly, and she stared at Lin Qing with fear.

Lin Qing quickly bolted the door, plunging the storage room into darkness again. "It's alright, your sister might not be able to find this place."

He grabbed her smooth, pink shoulders and pressed her down, slowly thrusting into Wang Yi's honeyed cave, which had become even tighter with fear.

"Oh...oh...ah, ah..."

Wang Yi moaned in a daze, fine beads of sweat appearing on her pretty face. Her pink teeth bit her rosy lower lip, and her delicate hands pushed against Lin Qing's chest. Her shy face was ashen, and her body trembled with shame and indignation. "No more, I want to get up, let me get up,"

she pleaded in a low voice.

Lin Qing grabbed the stocking that he had taken off her left leg and stuffed it into her mouth, making her only able to make 'ooh...ooh...' sounds. He lifted her thigh with his right hand, and Wang Yi, losing her balance, quickly pressed her small hands on his shoulder. Her two slender and alluring thighs were lifted high and spread wide open. Lin Qing thrust his weapon hard into her wet honey hole. With the stocking stuffed in her mouth, Wang Yi could only make muffled moans: "Ah...ooh..."

She tightly gripped Lin Qing's arm.

"If you're not afraid your older sister will hear, then speak louder."

Lin Qing whispered, pressing his head against her earlobe. "Ah, so tight, you're such a passionate little thing, it feels so good."

Lin Qing trembled with pleasure as her tight, hot flesh enveloped him.

"Please let me go, please, next time, next time I'll let you have your fill, okay?"

Wang Yi covered her face, her shoulders trembling. Although she made no sound, Lin Qing knew her heart was crying out in shame.

However, Lin Qing showed no sign of letting her go, instead intensifying his attacks, causing the girl to tremble with excitement and shame, feeling like she was dying of pleasure.

"Is that you, Wang Yi? Is that you inside?"

Her older sister heard the voice and rushed to the door, calling out urgently. "Ah, help me, I can't take it anymore, help me, ouch..."

Wang Yi was being fucked to the point of death by Lin Qing, howling desperately.

"Open the door, quick..."

Her older sister pounded on the door urgently from the outside. "Do you want to wake up all the neighbors to watch our performance?

Keep your voice down," Lin Qing shouted in a low voice.

"Who are you? If you don't open the door, I'll shout 'rape!'"

Wang Yi's older sister threatened Lin Qing from outside the door, but her voice was already very low, and she stopped pounding on the door.

Lin Qing knew that the two sisters were more afraid than he was. Thinking of how their family had hindered his relationship, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and lust. Soon, he used a method that would be even more humiliating to the two sisters—he put Wang Yi down, positioned her on all fours, and began to assault her violently.

Wang Yi crawled forward, trying to escape his thrusts, but every two steps her knees took, he would grab her hips and drag her back. Wang Yi lay helplessly on her stomach, her round, pink buttocks raised high, enduring his attacks with a boneless softness. Her mouth was slightly open, her face full of coquettish charm, her delicate eyebrows revealing a hint of excitement amidst her sorrow. Her honest body felt extreme shame; her plump, round buttocks and full, swollen vulva were fully exposed to the man's eyes, dark, thick hair extending from her honeyed opening to her anus.

Lin Qing held Wang Yi's slender waist and thrust into her. Wang Yi felt as if her tender flesh had been torn apart, burning hot. The friction between them left no gap, and she couldn't help but plead and moan again, her slender, alluring body swaying, trying to escape Lin Qing's fierce attacks. But the more she twisted, the more violent the attacks became.

Lin Qing even withdrew his right hand and slapped her fair, plump buttocks repeatedly. Countless red handprints quickly appeared on Wang Yi's tender buttocks. Listening to the lewd sounds, Lin Qing indulged in humiliating her, a surge of pleasure rising within him. (

Chapter 39: Teasing the Sister-in-Law)

Lin Qing increased the speed of his thrusts, slapping Wang Yi's elastic, round buttocks, and straddled her back, tightly embracing her slender waist. "Wang Yi, tell your older sister who I am!"

Wang Yi glared at him hatefully, tears that had been building up uncontrollably streaming down her face, dripping onto her delicate, full breasts.

"Older sister, he, he's my boyfriend, he didn't rape me."

Her slender waist twisted like a snake, trying to break free from the man behind her. Lin Qing gripped her delicate buttocks and firm breasts; her resistance increased his pleasure.

"Don't worry, big sister, it'll be over soon. Wait outside for a bit. You don't want to come in and take a look, do you?"

Lin Qing humiliated Wang Yi's older sister through the door. Because of her family's opposition, the two broke up, which made Lin Qing hate everyone in her family.

"Shameless!"

Seeing that she had no other way, Wang Yi's older sister cursed Lin Qing angrily and quietly left the doorway. Lin Qing thrust more violently into Wang Yi's body, pressing his body against her petite and exquisite body, enjoying the supreme pleasure brought by the close contact. Wang Yi cried out in pain, struggling desperately, but she couldn't move.

Her breasts swayed wildly with the impact, her soft nipples shaking violently with each thrust. Her face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, and she sobbed softly. Her whole body trembled, and her long black hair was scattered across her chest, covering her full breasts, her rosy nipples like blooming petals.

Wang Yi opened her eyes wide in the darkness, tears streaming down her face. Her mouth was dry from Lin Qing's kiss, making it hard to breathe. Her head was tilted back, her beautiful eyes wide, her mouth agape, emitting a silent scream. ...

After ejaculating, Lin Qing didn't withdraw. Instead, he turned Wang Yi around, letting her lie on top of him. He liked the feeling of holding a woman on top of him after release; it gave him a strange sense of security.

After reaching extreme pleasure, Wang Yi lay on Lin Qing, her body still tingling with the afterglow and heat of her orgasm. Lin Qing held her, gently stroking her back. "Was it comfortable? Was it particularly stimulating?"

"Mmm."

Receiving Wang Yi's affirmation, Lin Qing felt quite proud. He held Wang Yi even tighter, kissing her lips. After a while, Wang Yi's round, fleshy buttocks lifted, and his weapon slid out of her body with a "plop."

Wang Yi stood up, her hands on her thighs, feeling the fluid flowing down her thighs onto her palms. "You, you're so naughty, I'm so ashamed!"

Lin Qing held her supple body tightly, waiting to recover from the afterglow of her orgasm.

"Oh dear, my older sister is still outside."

Wang Yi hurriedly squatted down, rummaging for her clothes scattered on the floor. Lin Qing reached out and unlatched the door, letting the light in through a crack. He deliberately didn't pull up his pants, because judging from her older sister's actions and Wang Yi's inherent lust, he figured her older sister must also be a slut, so he wanted to test her.

Wang Yi picked up her clothes and hurriedly put them on. Lin Qing pushed open the door and called softly, "Big sister, come here, Wang Yi is going home." As

soon as he finished speaking, a curvaceous and beautiful figure appeared in the doorway. It turned out her older sister hadn't gone far, keeping watch outside.

'She must be dripping with lust from my bravery and strength,' Lin Qing thought to himself, looking up at the doorway.

A beautiful woman with a straight, jade-like nose, bright eyes misty with moisture, and slightly parted, delicate lips revealing her pearly teeth lightly licking her cherry lips, her pink face blushing with a mixture of shyness and anger, scrutinized his erect, thick, long spear. Suddenly realizing her rudeness, the woman turned her head away in embarrassment, muttering, "Shameless." Her

long, sheer dress, backlit, couldn't conceal her curves; her shapely body was faintly visible, her breasts much fuller than Wang Yi's, her thighs slender, long, and shapely, and her waist so thin it could be grasped in one hand. Lin Qingse's heart fluttered at the sight.

Lin Qing stared intently at Wang Yi's eldest sister. Her mature, shapely figure was perfectly proportioned, with her high, firm breasts pushing up the front of her gauze dress, creating prominent bulges. The dress clung to her breasts, following a perfect curve that led to her rounded, soft shoulders. Her delicate, pink body, partially concealed by the sheer fabric, was alluring. Her taut abdomen and slender waist formed a beautiful, seamless silhouette. As the gauze swayed, her full, high buttocks and long, shapely legs were glimpsed intermittently. In the dim light, he could clearly see that the reflection from her crotch beneath her dress was much weaker than the surrounding area.

'The part of her panties covering her vulva must be soaked with vaginal fluid,' Lin Qing thought with a surge of smug satisfaction.

Seeing Lin Qing's lecherous gaze fixed on her ample breasts and private parts, Wang Yi's older sister blushed with embarrassment. She suddenly stepped forward and slapped Lin Qing hard across the face. "You beast, rapist! I'm going to report you to the police!"

Lin Qing touched his burning cheek. "Report me for what? Your sister willingly let me have my way with her."

He took a step forward, his erection almost touching her sexy body, inhaling the rich, fragrant scent emanating from her flesh. He said, "You heard how happy she was just now, didn't you feel it too? Hahaha!"

"You, you..."

Wang Yi's older sister was so angry at Lin Qing's audacity that she couldn't speak. She turned to look at Wang Yi, whose eyes were filled with tears. Wang Yi grabbed her older sister's hand, "Forget it, let's go. I won't be with him anymore."

Her older sister turned back, her eyes fixed on Lin Qing's large member, but she said viciously, "I'll make you pay, just you wait!"

Wang Yi gave Lin Qing a resentful look and left with her older sister.

Chapter 40: The Beautiful Mature Female Teacher

The next day was Monday. Lin Qing finished his military training and went to class for the first time. Because he had been entangled with Wang Yi until late at night on Sunday, he was late. By the time he arrived at school, it was almost nine o'clock. He hurriedly walked to the classroom door and gently knocked. "Come in,"

a charming voice came from inside.

'It's actually a female teacher.' Lin Qing pushed open the door, and a voluptuous mature woman stood on the windowsill directly opposite the door. Her long, thick, black hair shimmered softly in the bright early autumn sunlight. Her oval face had milky white skin, thick, long eyebrows, and distinct double eyelids. Her large eyes radiated youthful energy, with slightly upturned corners that added to her allure. Her nose was straight, and her soft, charming lips, slightly parted to reveal neat, white teeth, exuded an elegant aura that sparked endless imagination.

A thin, long red sweater accentuated the woman's tall, slender figure. Her firm, rounded breasts pushed the sweater high against her chest, naturally tapering towards her waist before being stretched sensually by her hips. The long hem cascaded down to between her thighs and knees, cinching inwards to outline the rounded curves of her hips. Her slender, straight calves were encased in tight, stretchy pants, paired with black mid-heeled shoes that revealed the arches of her pale feet. The understated yet natural sexiness made Lin Qing's heart flutter.

Judging by age, the woman wasn't much older than Lin Qing. Lin Qing's eyes met hers impolitely, brazenly taking in her entire body.

Seeing Lin Qing staring at her speechlessly, the woman quietly broke the awkward silence with a sweet smile: "This late student, please return to your seat."

Her gentle voice was so soft and charming.

"Oh, I'm sorry, teacher, I... I had something to do and I'm late,"

Lin Qing stammered.

"You're late on the first day of class? You should explain to your homeroom teacher."

She smiled at Lin Qing. "Don't stand at the door anymore, I wasn't planning to punish you."

"Then you can punish me by making me stand for a while. You're such a beautiful teacher, I want to get closer so I can see you clearly."

Hearing Lin Qing deliberately emphasize the word 'beautiful,' and seeing his lecherous gaze fixed on her, the female teacher's large eyes stared at Lin Qing, a blush rising on her milky-white face, her long, straight legs unconsciously crossing slightly. "No need, you should go back to your seat immediately."

Lin Qing's seat was in a corner by the window. He could have walked directly through the aisle, but he deliberately lowered his head and walked to the teacher's side, almost bumping into her, looking closely at her perfectly shaped, high breasts, and smelling the faint fragrance of her sexy body. "Excuse me, teacher, I almost bumped into you."

"It's alright. You're late, so you didn't hear my introduction. My name is Huang Meijuan, a recent graduate of East China Normal University. I was just assigned to your school. In class, you can call me Teacher Huang, and after class, we're friends; you can call me Sister Huang."

"My name is Lin Qing. After class, you can call me Brother Lin."

Lin Qing deliberately emphasized the last syllable of his name, causing Teacher Huang's expression to subtly change, but she quickly composed herself.

At lunchtime, Lin Qing learned that their graduating class was caught in a major reshuffle of teachers in the city. A batch of new teachers, fresh out of teacher's college, had suddenly arrived at their school, including their homeroom teacher, Teacher Yang, who was a recent graduate. Thinking of the charming, shy smile of Teacher Huang, who was six or seven years older than him, his lustful nature stirred within him.

'How can I get close to her?' The next day, when he met their homeroom teacher, Lin Qing had an idea—a roundabout way.

Their homeroom teacher, Mr. Yang, was short but burly, with a sharp, worldly air about him—clearly someone who had been around the block. He didn't look like a teacher at all. Since they were similar types, it was easy to get close to Ms. Huang through him.

For the next week, Lin Qing fully utilized the connections he'd built during military training and his own impressive reputation, coupled with his near-perfect performance, and smoothly became class monitor. Every day after school, he never lingered in the student dormitories; he spent all his time hanging out with the homeroom teacher in the teachers' dormitory, not even going home on weekends. Playing mahjong, drinking, playing soccer, swimming—he quickly became friends with the single male teachers, and everyone in the building knew him. He could freely enter any room and join in any of the teachers' activities, and gradually became familiar with Ms. Huang as well. Lin Qing often went to her room to chat, and their conversations moved beyond the typical teacher-student topics, becoming increasingly casual and friendly.

Ms. Huang was often amused by Lin Qing's humorous language and exaggerated gestures, covering her mouth and giggling. At this moment, Lin Qing would always stare at her high, firm breasts, their alluring waves swaying, fantasizing about her lying on the bed, her smooth thighs shyly spread, her tight, moist opening slightly parted. He would pounce on her fiercely, fucking her, making 'slap, slap, slap' sounds.

Each time, Lin Qing's penis would quickly become erect, straining his crotch high. And every time Teacher Huang noticed his unusual behavior, she would blush with embarrassment, make up an excuse to end the conversation, and run away.

Chapter 41 Infiltrating the Girls' Dormitory

It was another Sunday, and the students had long since gone home for the holidays. The entire campus was deserted. Lin Qing and a group of male teachers were playing soccer on the playground. The female teachers who lived on campus emerged from their dormitories in twos and threes. Judging from their excited chatter and their attire, they were going shopping in the city. One of the female teachers approached and called out to the most handsome physical education teacher in the crowd, "Hey, stop playing soccer, come with us shopping!"

"What's in it for you?"

the physical education teacher joked. "Being a knight in shining armor isn't bad, right? So many beautiful women with you, and we'll treat you to dinner tonight."

The female teacher teased with a smile.

"Me too! Me too!"

all the male teachers shouted in unison. Looking at their excited expressions, Lin Qing felt a surge of amusement. 'What kind of teachers are these? They're practically a bunch of horny wolves.' He didn't see Teacher Guo Huang in the crowd. She must be reading in her room. A bold idea suddenly popped into his head: Lin Qing decided to go find her now.

"You guys go ahead, I'm not going. I'll go to your room to sleep, so I won't bother you picking up girls."

Lin Qing whispered and joked with the homeroom teacher. Without thinking, the homeroom teacher took out his keys. "Aren't you going to change your clothes? Go in these."

Lin Qing looked at his dirty tracksuit. "Look how excited you guys are."

"Get lost."

The homeroom teacher kicked Lin Qing's butt hard, but his mouth was still grinning from ear to ear.

After they hurriedly changed their clothes and disappeared through the main gate, Lin Qing left the homeroom teacher's room, went upstairs to Ms. Huang's room, and gently knocked on the door. There was no response. "No way, I saw her at lunchtime. After lunch, I stayed on the playground and didn't see her come out. Could she be asleep?"

Lin Qing muttered to himself, and immediately knocked harder, but still no response. Just as he turned to go downstairs dejectedly, he suddenly heard the sound of water from the bathroom in the corner. It turned out that Ms. Huang was taking a shower. He had been too excited when he came upstairs, his mind filled with Ms. Huang's charming image, and all his senses had been disabled. He hadn't even heard the sound of the shower running.

The sound of the shower filled the quiet hallway with endless allure. Lin Qing imagined Ms. Huang's sexy body naked and tiptoed to the bathroom door.

"Teacher Huang, is that you?"

Huang Meijuan was startled, clearly recognizing Lin Qing's voice, especially since she was naked in the shower. "Yes, it's you. What brings you here?"

"I just finished playing soccer and wanted to take a shower, but I didn't expect to find you inside."

"Wait a minute, I'm almost done."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. Take your time, I'll wait for you outside."

"Don't stay outside! I feel uneasy. Oh dear, my room is locked. I'll give you the key, you can go sit in my room for a while."

Teacher Huang's voice was flushed with embarrassment. She approached the door with light footsteps, slipping the key through the crack at the bottom of the door.

"Okay, I'll sit inside and wait for you."

Lin Qing bent down to pick up the key, but didn't leave. He leaned against the wall opposite the door, his eyes fixed on the bathroom door as if he could see right through it, imagining Teacher Huang's fair and delicate body glistening with moisture, her beautiful oval face blushing. His erection quickly hardened.

Half an hour later, Ms. Huang, her hair still damp, finally emerged. She was wearing a sheer, one-piece bathrobe, revealing more skin than her usual formal attire, making her appear like a pristine lotus emerging from the water. Her slender legs were perfectly proportioned, and her full breasts, still slightly damp, stood out against the fabric, displaying an alluring shape. Her fair arms looked incredibly soft, and her face was slightly flushed. She stared blankly at Lin Qing, asking, "What's wrong? Can't wait?"

Little did she know, Lin Qing had deliberately sought to see this natural beauty after her bath.

Lin Qing cast a lecherous glance at her. Ms. Huang's slender, graceful figure was so beautiful, her perfect skin and devilish curves exuding both sexiness and elegance. Ms. Huang noticed Lin Qing's lustful gaze fixed on her chest, particularly the thin bra peeking out from under the almost transparent bathrobe. Embarrassed, she quickly covered her breasts, which were the envy of all men, and stared at him shyly.

Lin Qing reached out and took Huang's bathrobe, taking the opportunity to gently touch her small hand. So soft and smooth! He gazed at her with tender eyes.

Huang's soft hand gently withdrew, her right hand still gripping the strap of her bath bag. As she approached the dormitory door, she looked intently at Lin Qing: "You...aren't you going to take a shower?"

Lin Qing stared at her alluring figure. "I want to look at you a little longer."

Huang looked at Lin Qing with wide, pitying eyes, her beautiful face shifting with emotion before returning to normal after a moment. She said, "You...no, you're still my student."

With that, she touched Lin Qing's hair and returned to her room.

Lin Qing stood at the door, pondering the meaning behind her words. He couldn't quite grasp the specific meaning, but he was certain she had feelings for him. He took a deep breath and gently pushed open her door.

Chapter 42 The Temptation of the Female Teacher

Teacher Huang saw him enter, a faint smile on her face. When their eyes met, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a blush rose to her fair cheeks, and her breathing became a little rapid, causing her high, firm breasts to rise and fall slightly.

Lin Qing gently took her small hand, his index finger lightly tapping her palm twice. Her palm was sweaty, and she silently closed her eyes.

“Teacher Huang, can I ask you for a favor?”

“Go ahead, and see if I can do it,”

Teacher Huang said softly.

“I like you so much. Will you be my girlfriend?”

“No, I’m your teacher.”

Her tone was soft, her refusal not firm.

“As long as it’s not this, I can agree to anything,”

Lin Qing said, half-jokingly, half-teasingly. “Then let me change it. Hmm, what should I change it to? I hope you can kiss me.”

Hearing Lin Qing’s request, Teacher Huang’s face flushed red as she stared at him blankly. Slowly, she gently touched his lips with her small mouth, then pulled away, brushing her long, beautiful hair with her hand.

Unexpectedly, a teasing remark yielded a delightful result. Lin Qing immediately embraced Teacher Huang's slender, delicate body, preparing to communicate through their eyes.

Teacher Huang, however, closed her eyes, slightly pouting her rosy lips. Lin Qing instantly sealed her soft lips with his own, their lips meeting in a gentle, caressing kiss. Teacher Huang opened her small mouth, her smooth tongue slipping into his mouth, swirling around his.

Lin Qing sucked on Teacher Huang's fragrant tongue in a wet kiss, and Teacher Huang tightened her grip on his waist. His hands slowly moved from her slender, soft waist to her round, smooth, and pert buttocks, stopping to knead them vigorously.

Teacher Huang let out a soft "Mmm...Mmm..."

sound. Lin Qing's hands then slowly moved upwards from her round, smooth, and pert buttocks, touching the back straps of her bra. His hands moved from her back to her chest, gently caressing her, feeling her firm, soft breasts through the thin bra.

"No, no..."

Teacher Huang gently twisted her slender body, and Lin Qing pressed his lower body against her fair thighs, his tongue swirling around hers. The "mmm" sounds from Teacher Huang's lips grew louder, her soft body began to heat up. She gently pushed Lin Qing away, tidying her disheveled hair and the wrinkled bathrobe he had crumpled, and pinning her long, glossy black hair back with a crystal hairpin. She glared at Lin Qing with intense emotion: "You, I'm your teacher, how could you do this?"

Lin Qing reluctantly released her arms, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked into her eyes: "I love you."

Teacher Huang rested her head on Lin Qing's broad shoulder, bringing her lips close to his ear and breathing softly: "I like you too, but it's impossible, we can't be together."

Lin Qing smelled a very elegant fragrance, and for a moment, he was too upset to speak.

"What's wrong, you little rascal? Disappointed?"

Teacher Huang sat on his lap with her full, round buttocks, her smooth little hands encircling his neck, her big eyes gazing into his, a shy smile on her flushed face: "Teacher can't be your girlfriend, but teacher can be your woman."

"Ah..."

Before Lin Qing could say anything, Teacher Huang gave him a deep, wet kiss, unbuttoning her bathrobe herself. A pair of full breasts, almost bursting out, were restrained by a light white lace half-cup bra, the rounded orbs creating a deep cleavage. Overwhelmed with excitement

, Lin Qing quickly pressed his lips to her full breasts encased in the light white lace bra, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her tender white flesh, his tongue licking the slightly erect nipples in the center of the thin bra cup. His hands traced her smooth skin, reaching her back to unhook the bra, and he looked up at her breasts, so high and white, the pink nipples standing erect.

At this moment, Teacher Huang was so sexy. Although I had completely untied her sheer bathrobe, it was still open on her body, her full breasts perched on her fair skin, her smooth arms hanging down on either side of her breasts, making her already deep cleavage even more alluring. Combined with the stimulation of her soft, elastic buttocks sitting on Lin Qing's lap, Lin Qing's penis was about to explode with hardness.

Teacher Huang unbuttoned Lin Qing's shirt, caressing his pectoral muscles with her hands, lowering her head to press her lips to his chest, extending her fragrant tongue to lick his nipples, circling around them—the cool sensation was so refreshing!

Lin Qing stroked her smooth hair, his right hand reaching behind her head to untie the crystal hair clip, releasing her lustrous hair, making her even more sexy and alluring. Teacher Huang supported herself on his shoulders as she stood up, slowly pulling off her sheer bathrobe, revealing to Lin Qing her fair and delicate thighs, and a narrow, light-colored sheer lace panty.

As Teacher Huang prepared to lift her smooth, white legs from under her bathrobe, Lin Qing stopped her. He loved seeing her sexy appearance now; her neatly styled hair was now loose, languidly draped over her full, round breasts. Her pale white lace panties barely covered her ample bosom, which was covered in sexy, dark pubic hair. The thin, almost transparent bathrobe cascaded down her slender, shapely legs, making her look so sexy and wanton.

(Chapter 43: Pushing Down Teacher Huang

) Lin Qing pulled out his aching weapon. The lovely Teacher Huang seemed to be enjoying it, her face flushed, her eyes closed, waiting for Lin Qing's teasing.

"Teacher Huang, you're so sexy!"

"You little rascal!"

Teacher Huang shyly punched Lin Qing's chest with her soft little hands. Lin Qing gently pulled down her pale white lace panties, hugged her tightly, and continued his wet kisses, his hands beginning to advance towards her alluring, mysterious entrance.

Teacher Huang was clearly taken aback. Under the bright sunlight, her delicate oval face was so sexy and charming. Lin Qing continued to tease her with his hands, gently probing her, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep. The gurgling water in her honey hole soaked his hands.

Teacher Huang gently grasped Lin Qing's erect member with her smooth little hands, stroking it while her large eyes stared intently at him.

Lin Qing grabbed her hand, which was working hard. "Teacher Huang, I can't take it anymore, can I go in?"

Teacher Huang turned her body shyly, her small hands gripping the headboard, presenting her round, pert buttocks to Lin Qing. She bent down, and Lin Qing embraced her from behind, his left hand cupping her left breast, his right hand her right, his lips close to her ear, whispering, "Teacher Huang, your body is so sexy!"

"Come on, come on quickly,"

Teacher Huang swayed her alluring body.

"Come on quickly what?"

Lin Qing pretended, wanting to hear Teacher Huang utter such lewd words.

Teacher Huang rolled her large, alluring eyes at him, pursing her lips. "Come on, you just want me to say that word, 'do it'?"

When she said "do it," her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but Lin Qing still heard it.

Looking at her shy face, Lin Qing gently kissed her soft lips. His left hand roamed over her full breasts, while his right hand reached for the entrance covered in dark hair, not going as deep as before, but patiently exploring and gently touching.

Teacher Huang let out soft moans, "Mmm...mmm..." as slippery fluid flowed from her honeyed opening. Her smooth little hand grasped Lin Qing's penis again, first gently scraping the outer layer of skin around his testicles with her fingernails, then playing with the foreskin, rotating it slightly as she moved it up and down to please her student.

Lin Qing intensified his finger work inside Huang's honeyed cave, making her moans grow louder until she pulled her lips away from his, gazing at him with alluring, sexy eyes. She said, "You little rascal, I can't take it anymore! Stop! Just go in!"

With that, Huang's upturned buttocks swayed towards Lin Qing, her soft hands gripping his penis and eagerly guiding it to the entrance of her honeyed cave. She turned back to look at him tenderly, saying, "Lin Qing, my good student, come on, I want to be your woman."

Lin Qing thrust his weapon slowly towards the entrance of her honeyed cave until it was fully inside.

"Oh...ah..."

Huang cried out in pain, "I'm sorry, Teacher Huang, I hurt you."

Lin Qing gently pulled out, "Don't pull it out, it's too big, I'm a little uncomfortable, but I like it. Move slowly, yes, like this, move slowly."

Lin Qing savored the feeling of being enveloped in her honeyed cave—warm, slippery, and cozy—a feeling he truly didn't want to pull out. After her fiery honeyed cave adapted to Lin Qing's thick member, it enveloped him like

surging waves, making him thrust wildly with pleasure. Teacher Huang's continuous moans were like a seductive, intoxicating melody; her long, flowing hair danced in waves, her face radiating ecstasy. Her honeyed cave contracted violently, her love juices flowing incessantly, drenching Lin Qing's weapon, and a series of delicate moans escaped from deep within her throat.

Lin Qing held her slender, soft waist, sometimes slowly moving her round, pert buttocks back and forth, tightly enveloped by her wet honeyed cave; sometimes he moved her slender waist aside, gently withdrawing his penis to tease and rub it against her outside.

Teacher Huang opened her tightly closed eyes, glaring fiercely at him. Instead of slowly lowering herself as before, she quickly sat down, forcefully swallowing and releasing Lin Qing's long weapon.

She wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's waist from behind, rhythmically thrusting her round, pert buttocks back and forth, her breasts arching, her soft, delicate body forming a perfect curve. She turned her head, closed her eyes, and whispered a soft moan into Lin Qing's ear, her sweet voice becoming soft and seductive. Her disheveled hair danced, brushing against Lin Qing's face, tickling him intensely. Her full breasts trembled with the rhythm of her movements, her nipples rubbing against Lin Qing's hand.

Suddenly, Teacher Huang's honeyed orifice contracted violently, trembling, a large gush of warm fluid pouring from its depths onto Lin Qing's penis. Her small mouth, pressed against his ear, cried out uncontrollably, "I can't take it anymore, ah... I'm going to die..."

Her hands gripped Lin Qing's waist tightly, the force almost painful.

Lin Qing immediately stopped, his right hand stroking her disheveled hair, his left hand caressing her smooth, sweat-drenched back.

Teacher Huang opened her eyes, feeling Lin Qing's thing, which had brought her to ecstasy, still filling her honeyed cave. She shyly whispered in Lin Qing's ear, "You're so naughty! I just went to heaven with that thing, and I almost couldn't come back!"

She lightly punched Lin Qing's chest with her small fists.

Chapter 44: Teacher-Student Romance

"Teacher Huang, shall I take you to heaven again?"

"Don't call me teacher, call me by my name."

Teacher Huang kissed Lin Qing's lips shyly and passionately, encircling his tongue, rapidly moving her round hips back and forth, whispering in his ear in a mosquito-like voice, "Darling, you made me come once, and you still want more, you're so naughty..."

She then pouted her lips and asked Lin Qing for another kiss.

Lin Qing laughed triumphantly, exuding unspeakable lust and pride, and immediately began his fierce attack again, until several waves of pleasure rose and fell, and both of them were exhausted before finally stopping.

Ms. Huang lay limply on the desk, a sweet smile on her face. Her mouth was still open from the cries of pleasure during her orgasm, a trickle of saliva running from the corner of her mouth, down her cheek, onto her soft breasts, and milky fluid overflowing from her slightly parted lips, slowly flowing down her fair thighs.

Lin Qing whispered in her ear, "Ms. Huang, I love you so much!"

Ms. Huang smiled shyly at him, "What do you like most about me?"

Lin Qing didn't say anything, but instead reached out to wipe the sweat from Ms. Huang's body, from her hair to her angelic face, to her high, firm breasts, her slender waist, her alluring mound of hair, her long, sexy legs, her delicate calves, and finally her tender little feet.

From his earnest actions, Ms. Huang truly felt Lin Qing's love. "Lin Qing, I, I..." Ms.

Huang bit Lin Qing's shoulder hard, her voice suddenly becoming choked with emotion.

“Actually, I like you too, but I’m your teacher. We can’t do this. It would be terrible if others found out, don’t you understand? Let me get up.”

She struggled to get out of Lin Qing’s arms.

“Don’t rush me.”

Lin Qing reluctantly stroked her full, smooth, and elastic breasts. “Get up and put on some clothes. It’s getting dark, the other teachers will be back soon.”

Lin Qing looked out the window at the darkening sky and realized the seriousness of the situation. He hurriedly grabbed the clothes scattered on the bedside table and threw them on. Ms. Huang’s face was flushed, her beauty radiant. She whispered in his ear, “You go first, come find me again when you have a chance.”

Lin Qing returned to the homeroom teacher’s room downstairs. He had barely lain down on the bed when he heard a bustling sound coming from the building entrance. ‘Thank goodness,’ he breathed a long sigh of relief.

That evening, Ms. Huang didn’t come to the cafeteria for dinner, dashing his hopes of seeing her again. Looking at the empty cafeteria, he ate a few bites of food haphazardly and returned to his student dormitory.

The next day, the students returned to school early, and a new week began. There was no English class on Monday morning, and Lin Qing spent the entire morning slumped over his desk, unable to concentrate on the lesson, his mind filled with the beautiful and captivating image of Teacher Huang.

Finally, lunchtime arrived, and he hurried to the cafeteria entrance, absentmindedly greeting his classmates, his eyes fixed on the direction of the teaching building. He didn't see Teacher Huang for a long time, and just as he was about to turn away in disappointment, he saw her standing behind him with a smile.

Today, Ms. Huang wore a simple, clean-cut black round-neck suit. The short skirt reached her knees, showcasing her slender legs and shapely curves. Her suede high-heeled ankle boots made her tall figure appear even more elegant. Her full, rounded breasts rose and fell slightly beneath the thin top. Her long, flowing black hair made her fair complexion appear fresh and captivating. Her large, bright eyes, slightly narrowed, exuded a hazy sensuality. Her nose was straight and delicate, and her small, evenly sized lips, lightly coated with pink lipstick, looked beautiful and alluring. A smile revealed her neat, white teeth, making her incredibly sexy.

"Hey, have you missed me?"

Ms. Huang glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then whispered sweetly in Lin Qing's ear, her sweet voice thrilling him.

"Yes, I missed you so much,"

Lin Qing replied softly. "At least you still have a conscience, but your behavior is too obvious. People will notice. Don't do this at school. Come see me again on the weekend, okay?"

With that, Ms. Huang turned and walked away gracefully.

During the afternoon English class, Lin Qing kept looking into Ms. Huang's eyes, hoping to meet her gaze, but she avoided his eyes and hurriedly left as soon as the bell rang.

This week felt like an eternity for Lin Qing. Every day, he looked at Ms. Huang's beautiful body on the podium, his heart itching with longing. He waited for nightfall in the morning and for dawn as soon as dusk fell, counting down the days until finally Saturday arrived.

In the evening in the cafeteria, all the students had gone home, leaving only Lin Qing and about twenty boarding teachers sitting around a few tables for dinner. Ms. Huang sat next to him. Today, she wore a white blouse with small green checks, the top two buttons undone, just enough to reveal a glimpse of cleavage but not her bra. She wore a terrazzo denim skirt that reached just to her knees, exposing her fair legs, and transparent crystal sandals swayed on her delicate white feet.

Lin Qing lay on the table, his eyes fixed on Teacher Huang's delicate little feet. The sight of her fair, tender ankles and the faint fragrance emanating from her alluring, full body aroused him. Her beautiful face was framed by long, curled eyelashes, luscious red lips, and her large, almond-shaped eyes that subtly emitted a seductive allure.

She ate slowly; while the other teachers had mostly finished, her small lunchbox was still more than half full. The other teachers at their table gradually left.

Teacher Huang glanced back, making sure no one was watching, and then whispered softly in Lin Qing's ear, "Tell Teacher Yang you need to rest early tonight and won't go to see them. I'll come to your dorm later; there are too many people in our building."

With that, she swayed gracefully away.

Chapter 45 Secret Date

Lin Qing jogged to the door of her homeroom teacher, Ms. Yang's, dormitory. Her brow furrowed, she gently knocked on the door, clutching her stomach. "Ms. Yang, my stomach's a little upset. I can't join you guys tonight."

"What's wrong? Is it serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Ms. Yang asked anxiously after opening the door. "It's nothing, I'll just go back and sleep for a while. I have medicine in my dorm."

After dismissing her teacher, Lin Qing returned to her dorm and waited.

As darkness fell, the entire dormitory building was empty and silent, save for a faint light shining from Lin Qing's room on the fifth floor, the innermost room, through the thick curtains.

After a while, the soft, crisp sound of high heels clicking on the concrete floor echoed in the hallway. Although the person entering tried their best to be quiet, the slight sound still reached Lin Qing's ears in the silence. As the footsteps drew closer, his heartbeat quickened. When the soft, crisp sound stopped at the door, he flung it open. Familiar long hair swayed gently in the breeze, and a familiar, shapely, and alluring body appeared before him.

Teacher Huang was wearing a light blue silk sleeveless camisole top and a white pencil skirt with hems of different lengths. The frayed hems revealed her smooth, sexy calves. The shorter right hem exposed her long, fair, and delicate thighs, while the longer left hem covered her thighs, revealing her smooth, fair calves. Her petite feet were encased in short white socks, and over them were soft leather high-heeled, slightly upturned crystal sandals, tied at the ankles with several straps, exuding elegance and a touch of sexiness.

Her angelic face was framed by large, watery eyes, a high, straight nose, small, red lips, a slender waist, high, firm breasts, and round, not-too-large, pert buttocks that exuded an intoxicating allure.

"Hello, teacher!"

Lin Qing greeted her with a mischievous grin.

"Oh, how annoying, calling me teacher like that."

Teacher Huang playfully grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly. Lin Qing immediately kissed her smooth lips, their tongues intertwining and sucking each other passionately.

Lin Qing caressed her full breasts through her clothes, his hands squeezing her plump buttocks a few times. Teacher Huang's small arms encircled Lin Qing's neck, and Lin Qing embraced her soft, pert buttocks. She wrapped her long legs around Lin Qing's buttocks as well. Lin Qing lifted her soft, delicate body and carried her into the room.

The familiar scent stimulated Lin Qing's senses. Teacher Huang's soft, supple body felt wonderful to hold. Lin Qing playfully said, "Wow, let's sleep together!"

Teacher Huang glared at him, her eyes wide. "I don't want to sleep with you, you little rascal!"

Looking at her innocent, mischievous smile, Lin Qing couldn't believe she was his teacher. He pretended to throw her forcefully onto the bed. A hint of fear appeared on Teacher Huang's face. "Ah, no! No!"

she cried out, her movements exaggerated.

Lin Qing gently placed her on the bed, and her expression immediately brightened. Her delicate white hands wrapped around his neck, her beautiful eyes gazing affectionately at her student and man. "I knew you wouldn't want to part with me,"

she said, her arms around Lin Qing's neck. Lin Qing, supporting himself with his elbows on the bed, eagerly removed her light blue coat. Today, Teacher Huang wore a black, front-clasp full-cup bra, which accentuated her full, voluptuous breasts, revealing a deep cleavage that was incredibly alluring. Her delicate skin was as white as milk, her smooth belly was without a trace of fat, and her slender waist had a perfectly curvaceous figure.

Lin Qing's right hand, through the thin bra, gently caressed her full breasts, her pink nipples already hardening under his teasing. His left arm encircled her slender waist, while his right hand covered her firm left breast, squeezing it gently, his thumb and middle finger lightly rubbing the tender nipple.

A faint moan escaped from Teacher Huang's tightly closed lips. Lin Qing released her slender waist with his left hand, taking over with his right to tease her nipples, then moved his right hand to her right breast, kneading it. Teacher Huang's moans deepened. Lin Qing brought his mouth close to her ear, gently blowing air into her ear canal, lightly biting her earlobe, then moving to her fair neck for a light kiss. Teacher Huang opened her small mouth and let out a seductive moan. Lin Qing kissed her lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She offered her delicate tongue in return. Lin Qing's right hand caressed her fair, slender thighs through her skirt, his middle finger rubbing back and forth between her vulva. Teacher Huang's body writhed, her cherry-like mouth muffled by his kiss, humming "Ugh... ugh..."

Then

, Lin Qing lifted her narrow skirt, rubbing his hand against her thin panties. Teacher Huang slowly closed her bright eyes, tilting her head back and letting out a charming sigh, her pink nipples trembling slightly on her snow-white breasts.

Lin Qing pressed his lips to Huang's nipple and suckled. Huang's face was flushed pink, alluring and captivating. He licked her until she was weak all over, moaning softly

, "Mmm...mmm..." Her delicate white hands pressed slightly against Lin Qing's head, seemingly trying to pull him up or down.

Lin Qing, still wanting more, looked up. Before him lay Huang's disheveled, snow-white body. Her high, firm breasts, full and round, topped with ripe cherry-like nipples, created an alluring, deep cleavage. Her flat stomach, rounded buttocks, and the junction of her shapely, white thighs, clad in semi-transparent black panties, concealing glimpses of thick pubic hair.

(Chapter 46 Forbidden Love)

Lin Qing gazed at the beautiful curves of Teacher Huang's voluptuous, fair body. Her snow-white skin, flushed with a slight blush, made him swallow hard. He reached out and caressed her full, round breasts, slipping his hand into her cleavage to pinch and knead her nipples. He unhooked her bra, and her pert, elastic breasts, freed from their restraints, eagerly sprang forth, trembling proudly in the air.

Her small, pink nipples hardened under Lin Qing's touch, the beautiful, slightly red areolas highlighting them, making him yearn to lower his head and suckle. He pinched her erect nipples with his fingers, his palm pressing against her full, hemispherical breasts, rotating and caressing them.

Teacher Huang suddenly opened her eyes. "Ah, um, so comfortable."

Lin Qing's sucking and caresses caused her to gradually become wet with fluid.

Lin Qing suckled hard on Huang's areola, his tongue teasing the sensitive nipple. Huang's body went limp, her snow-white skin covered in fine beads of sweat. One of Lin Qing's hands gripped her tender breast tightly, while the other slipped under her smooth abdomen, reaching into her panties to gently stroke the thick downy hair on her vulva. His fingers slid, rotated, and probed between her soft labia.

Huang's tender flesh contracted and spasmed, she let out a sexy moan, her alluring body trembling as if electrocuted, her long, slender legs rubbing together, her teeth biting her lip to suppress any lewd moans.

Lin Qing gazed into Huang's eyes, his right hand pulling her smooth thigh towards him until her small, delicate feet touched his face. He inhaled the faint, fleshy scent emanating from her white feet, and gently licked the smooth, delicate arch of her foot with his tongue.

"Ah...no, it's so itchy, so sore!"

Teacher Huang moaned shyly, trying to pull her delicate feet back. Lin Qing gently squeezed her feet, his tongue sliding up to her toes, sucking and licking each of her slender toes. Teacher Huang's body was weak and limp, and she moaned intermittently.

Lin Qing turned around and climbed between Teacher Huang's legs, his head facing her ample vulva. The classic 69 position naturally emerged. He slowly lifted her narrow pencil skirt, revealing a small black thong that covered her bulging vulva. The small panties already showed traces of vaginal fluid seeping out, looking sexy and mysteriously alluring. He placed his hands on both sides of the panties, twisting the soaking wet panties into a rope and placing it between her thighs, admiring the scenery of Teacher Huang's mysterious place up close.

Seeing such a beautiful place, Lin Qing's tongue unconsciously licked it.

"Oh, oh, stop licking, stop now."

Teacher Huang's body trembled slightly, releasing even more juice. "Oh, no, I can't take it anymore, oh..."

A look of enjoyment appeared on her pink face.

Suddenly, Lin Qing felt a wonderful sensation coming from below. A gentle cavity enveloped his weapon, and a nimble tongue was licking it, while a pair of small hands were rotating and stroking it. The familiar feeling confirmed to him that Teacher Huang was giving him oral sex.

Teacher Huang's oral sex skills were far inferior to those of the mature women Lin Qing had been with before. Although it excited him, her teeth were still inexperienced and kept touching his penis, which didn't feel very comfortable. However, the heat and moisture in her mouth were completely different from a honey hole. Her soft, fragrant tongue licked the tip of his penis wantonly. Combined with her status as a teacher, it gave Lin Qing a strange stimulation. After a few minutes, he could no longer hold back and ejaculated a thick stream of semen into her mouth.

To Lin Qing's surprise, Teacher Huang knelt obediently between his legs, her warm, fragrant tongue licking his penis without the slightest resistance, swallowing all his essence. She even twisted her slender waist, displaying countless seductive gestures, and asked ingratiatingly, "Is it comfortable?" Seeing the beautiful female teacher so submissive beneath him filled Lin Qing with boundless satisfaction.

Lin Qing then thrust his penis into her red lips, and Teacher Huang gently sucked on it with her red tongue, holding the shaft with her delicate hands, licking the tip of her tongue, and smiling seductively, revealing two dimples as she winked at him. She tossed her long, black hair to one side, revealing her fair neck and beautiful face, and opened her small mouth to suck on it, her captivating eyes frequently smiling seductively, keeping Lin Qing's penis erect without the slightest sign of fatigue.

Lin Qing turned Teacher Huang around to face him. Under the lamplight and moonlight, her pair of fair and plump breasts, topped with two red cherries, were incredibly cute. Her honeyed cave, dripping with juice, faced his long spear, the opening contracting and opening like a fish's mouth. "Come on, I want it."

Hearing Teacher Huang's seductive moan, he pressed down on her full body, holding his weapon, and thrusting it into her flower-like lips.

After a fierce battle, finally, with Lin Qing's powerful ejaculation, Teacher Huang also reached the peak of orgasm. After ejaculating, Lin Qing lay on top of Teacher Huang, holding her tightly.

Teacher Huang was too weak to move, her snow-white body limp on the bed, covered in sweat, only her soft breasts rising and falling with her breath.

After their orgasm, they lay on the bed embracing each other. Teacher Huang, like a shy little girl, buried her head in Lin Qing's chest, murmuring in a soft, coquettish voice, "I almost got fucked to death by you just now."

Her soft little hands touched his body. December 28th, Chapter 47: The Rise and Fall of the Tide

. Lin Qing played with Teacher Huang's tender breasts with one hand and stroked her hair with the other. She stared at her student with wide eyes and a smile. Lin Qing reached out and tightly embraced her slender waist, his palm caressing her plump buttocks. He brought his face close to her ear and gently nibbled her round, tender earlobe: "You must still be hungry, right?"

Teacher Huang's eyes sparkled, and she said lazily and coquettishly, "It's clearly you who hasn't had enough, yet you insist on saying I haven't had enough, hmph."

Lin Qing chuckled and kissed her fragrant lips, his hands caressing her alluring body.

Teacher Huang was aroused again, panting and writhing in response. Lin Qing's hands intensified their provocative movements, wantonly teasing this mature woman in the throes of first love. Teacher Huang's phoenix eyes were glazed over, and she was covered in fragrant sweat, a large wet patch beneath her, it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or vaginal fluid. Lin Qing whispered teasingly in her ear, "I'm going to make you feel like you're in heaven.

" "Mmm, no."

Teacher Huang moaned sweetly, letting out a long, comfortable breath. Her soft little hand reached down and touched Lin Qing's weapon. "Hehe, what a greedy little brother."

Was her sex drive really that strong? Lin Qing was lost in thought when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He saw Teacher Huang's eyes were alluring, her cherry lips smiling as she pressed against his shoulder, her pearly white teeth gently biting his shoulder muscle. Lin

Qing was completely mesmerized. After his previous climax, he hadn't pulled his penis out of Teacher Huang's honey hole. Faced with this tempting sight, he immediately thrust his weapon in all the way, and their lower bodies became sticky and intertwined again.

Teacher Huang squeezed her legs together and moaned softly, "Hmph, you little rascal, oh dear, your little thing is restless again." "

These words, seemingly both angry and reproachful, both plaintive and yearning, were infinitely charming and made Lin Qing feel indescribably comfortable.

He reached out and gently combed her black hair, embraced her slender waist and full hips, and began to thrust in and out with great force.

Teacher Huang suddenly thrust her breasts forward, her head close to his chest, her thin red lips parted and sucking on his nipple, her round, snowy buttocks rising and falling to meet the thrusts of his spear. Lin Qing grasped her soft, elastic breasts, and the speed and amplitude of his thrusts increased.

Teacher Huang cried out loudly, "Harder, harder, I, ah, oh, I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore."

Reaching another climax, Ms. Huang was too weak to roll off Lin Qing's body. She could only limp against him, breathing softly. Lin Qing's hands continued to roam restlessly over her supple body. Only when her breathing gradually calmed did he gently lower her long legs from his shoulders. The

smooth, white skin of Ms. Huang's abdomen rippled beautifully, her blushing body nestled in Lin Qing's arms, her breasts pressed against his chest, her small mouth close to his ear, murmuring contentedly, "It was so wonderful! Why didn't you just let me die? You little rascal, I really didn't want to leave you."

She smiled sweetly, a blissful smile on her face, and drifted off to sleep in Lin Qing's arms.

Lin Qing, too, held her delicate body and slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Lin Qing woke up early, thinking he

could make love one more time before Teacher Huang returned to the dormitory. He reached out to his side, only to find it empty. Opening his eyes, he saw that Teacher Huang was gone. He smelled the faint fragrance she left in the room, his gaze falling on a neatly folded piece of paper beside his pillow. He casually unfolded it, and his already dejected mood plummeted.

The simple words expressed her inner turmoil: 'I know there's no future for us. I had a nightmare last night. I dreamt that our affair was discovered, and we can't be together anymore, at least not for the next few years. If you really like me, I'm willing to wait until you graduate, but don't look for me again for the next two years at school. Love you forever, Juan.' As the note fluttered to the ground, Lin Qing knew that his relationship with Teacher Huang was over. Given his character, could he still love her three years later? No!

Actually, Lin Qing wasn't in love with her; he was merely attracted to her beauty and charm. Besides, being with her was too dangerous, and he felt he shouldn't ruin his future for a woman.

Sigh, it's better to break up with her. Thinking this, Lin Qing couldn't help but feel grateful to Teacher Huang. His previously dejected mood brightened, and he got up with a relaxed smile to go to class.

At noon, in the cafeteria, Lin Qing joked casually with Teacher Huang, subtly showing her respect and affection. A slight sadness flashed across Teacher Huang's face, but she quickly regained her sweet smile.

In the following weeks, they continued to joke around as before, occasionally making some harmless physical contact, but no more physical intimacy occurred.

Gradually, Lin Qing started going home more often, and he rarely stayed at school on weekends. They gradually grew more distant, slowly returning to a teacher-student relationship only slightly closer than with other students.

Chapter 48: A Dancing Encounter

and Distance from Teacher Huang. During this time, Lin Qing made a good friend, Sun Cheng. He was tall and handsome, skilled in singing and dancing, and had a silver tongue that could talk the living to death and the dead back to life—a typical heartbreaker.

Every weekend, Lin Qing would drink with him until they were flushed, listening to him boast about his womanizing adventures. Before long, the two became best friends. One time, Sun Cheng invited Lin Qing to his house. Coincidentally, his family lived in the same apartment building as Wang Yi. Standing downstairs at Wang Yi's house, Lin Qing thought of her firm, fleshy body and the ecstatic writhing of her hot flower path. Hoping to rekindle their past romance, Lin Qing spent every holiday hanging out at Sun Cheng's house, hoping to run into Wang Yi again.

Sun Cheng's family situation was rather unique. His father had died in a car accident, and after his mother remarried, only his grandmother raised the three brothers. However, his two older brothers had already started working and were not in financial difficulty; it was just that without adult supervision, the brothers lived a very dissolute life.

Lin Qing quickly became familiar with all the members of Sun Cheng's family and freely came and went from their house every day. Sun Cheng's two older brothers were busy chasing girls and were rarely home. Usually, it was just the two of them eating with Sun Cheng's grandmother. In the evenings, Sun Cheng often took Lin Qing to an underground dance hall in the city.

Watching Sun Cheng embrace the plump, slightly bloated bodies of those middle-aged, wealthy women nearing forty, rubbing against their full, sagging breasts, and kneading their round, large buttocks that seemed to burst out of their pants, Lin Qing never felt interested. Whenever someone invited him to dance, he would always find an excuse to decline, and after going a few times, he didn't want to go anymore.

Sun Cheng patiently lectured Lin Qing: "Lin Qing, what do you get from picking up young girls? Just a few moves, right? They don't know anything. You have to pamper and indulge them all the time. These older women are not only good in bed, but they're also rich. If they're happy, they'll do whatever you want." "

Damn it, what's the difference between that and a gigolo? I don't like them. If you like them, go ahead. I'm not wasting my time with you."

Lin Qing rejected his first wave of sweet talk.

"If you don't go, you'll regret it. There will be more young girls here during the holidays in a few days, and I heard Wang Yi might go too."

Sun Cheng released the biggest bait for Lin Qing.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you again tonight."

Lin Qing finally gave in.

Lin Qing sat alone in the dim and ambiguous lights of the dance hall, watching Sun Cheng's smug look as he pleased with himself. He lit a cigarette, took a big drag, and leaned back lazily in his chair.

"Come on, Lin Qing, come down and dance with this older sister."

Sun Cheng led two still-attractive middle-aged wealthy women over, pointing to one of them, who was rather attractive, and winked at Lin Qing. Reluctantly, Lin Qing stood up and went down to the dance floor with the older woman.

Looking at the woman's crow's feet around her eyes, smelling her strong perfume, and feeling the obvious slack in her waist muscles, Lin Qing barely endured until the dance ended. Avoiding the wealthy woman's lecherous gaze, he hurriedly fled back to his seat.

When the next song started, Lin Qing saw the wealthy woman walking towards him again, her eyes gleaming with a hungry light like a wolf seeing a sheep. Startled, he quickly stood up and headed towards the restroom.

"Ouch!"

A soft cry rang out as Lin Qing bumped into a tall, slender figure.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"

Lin Qing apologized hastily without even looking up.

"It's you?"

The person opposite him said with slight surprise after recognizing Lin Qing's face.

"Who are you?"

Lin Qing looked at the tall, slender figure before her, nearly 1.75 meters tall. Her long, glossy black hair was neatly combed and flowed down her back, appearing elegant and dynamic, adorned with purple ribbons that added layers and a touch of sophistication. Her white silk blouse, though opaque, was thin and form-fitting, outlining the beautiful lines of her breasts. Her long, flowing purple satin skirt swayed gracefully, exuding a myriad of allure, and the subtle glimpses of her rounded hips were incredibly seductive.

Although the skirt concealed her long, beautiful legs, a small section of her fair, pink calves still revealed their graceful curves. Her peach-shaped face, delicate eyebrows, long eyelashes, and wide, open eyes gave her a vaguely familiar feeling.

"You don't recognize me? I'm Chen Jing. We were classmates in the first year of junior high, but then you were separated."

"Oh, I remember now."

Back then, Chen Jing was plain-looking, tall and thin like a bamboo pole. Lin Qing had never paid attention to her. Now, she's really grown up.

"Who did you come with?"

Lin Qing asked, chatting idly with her at the entrance of the emergency exit.

"I came alone. I wanted to learn to dance, but I couldn't find anyone to teach me."

Chen Jing reached up and brushed her long hair behind her ear, smiling at Lin Qing.

"Really? Are all the men here blind? Such a beautiful girl and no one wants to dance with her?"

Lin Qing's flirtatious nature kicked in again.

"I don't dare dance with strangers. Those guys are always touching me."

Chen Jing crossed her arms in front of her chest, making her already firm breasts even more prominent.

"How are they touching me?"

Lin Qing asked knowingly.

"They're groping me."

Chen Jing said, and seeing the wicked smile on Lin Qing's face, she immediately understood that he was flirting with her.

"You, you're so indecent too?"

"No, no, I really don't understand. If you trust me, I'll teach you to dance."

Another song started, and Lin Qing bent down in an inviting gesture.

Chapter 49: The First Green Hat.

Chen Jing looked at Lin Qing's serious expression and couldn't help but giggle, her firm breasts trembling with intoxicating waves, attracting Lin Qing's gaze.

Seeing Lin Qing staring at her chest, Chen Jing's face flushed slightly. She stepped forward and placed her hand in his.

"Such smooth little hands,"

Lin Qing praised exaggeratedly, feeling the cool, smooth sensation on his hands.

"You rascal, are you still going to dance or not?"

Chen Jing stamped her foot lightly in embarrassment and anger. Lin Qing wrapped his arms around her excessively slender waist, clearly feeling her delicate body tremble slightly, and gently led her onto the dance floor.

Chen Jing really couldn't dance. In just one song, she stepped on Lin Qing's feet four or five times. Seeing his grimacing expression, her soft eyes were filled with apology.

"It's okay, it's normal at first, it'll get better slowly,"

Lin Qing comforted her.

"Then you have to teach me!"

Chen Jing started to whine.

"Okay, I'll only dance with you every day, alright?"

They chatted about everything under the sun as they danced. Chen Jing told Lin Qing that after graduating from junior high school, she only got into a vocational high school because of her poor grades. After a little over a year, she went to take over her father's job. Because she had no pressure to study and nothing to do, she came to the dance hall to kill time.

Gradually, Lin Qing found her to be very sincere, cheerful, and understanding.

Winter vacation began, and Lin Qing's winter felt warm because of Chen Jing's presence. Wang Yi hadn't appeared at the dance hall at all. They went to the dance hall every night, and Lin Qing had completely forgotten about seeing Wang Yi again.

During the day, Lin Qing usually stayed at Sun Cheng's house, sometimes taking Chen Jing there to play. That's how she got to know Sun Cheng. After going a few times, Chen Jing suddenly stopped going there to see Lin Qing, and she refused Lin Qing's invitations to go to Sun Cheng's house several times.

"Why didn't you come to hang out with me during the day?"

Lin Qing asked, leaning back on a bench in the dance hall and holding Chen Jing's hand. "Sun Cheng's eyes are too lecherous, I'm a little scared."

She gently swayed her long, crossed legs and whispered.

"What are you afraid of? You're my girlfriend. He wouldn't dare to take advantage of you. It'll be fine

." Lin Qing didn't take it seriously at all, but

he didn't expect things to actually turn out this way. They chatted idly in a corner of the dance hall, and somehow the conversation turned to Lin Qing's ex-girlfriends

. After a while, Chen Jing suddenly said shyly, "I don't want to hear about this. I'm jealous." Lin Qing chuckled. 'So she's already fallen for me.' "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's dance."

He led her by the hand onto the dance floor.

Chen Jing rested her head on Lin Qing's shoulder, looked up at him, and Lin Qing gently kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes contentedly, saying nothing, her small hand gently rubbing against his.

Two days later, they arranged to meet at Sun Cheng's house. On the way, Lin Qing ran into some old friends who dragged him out for drinks. Unexpectedly, something happened that still leaves Lin Qing feeling guilty.

That day, Lin Qing got extremely drunk amidst the enthusiasm of his old friends, not even remembering how he got home. The next day, after sobering up, he went to Sun Cheng's house again, only to find Sun Cheng's eyes darting around. When he asked if Chen Jing had come the day before, Sun Cheng, usually so articulate, became hesitant and couldn't say anything for a long time.

At that moment, Lin Qing vaguely felt something was wrong, but didn't think much of it. That evening, he didn't see Chen Jing at the dance hall, and even Sun Cheng wasn't there. The following afternoon, he went to Sun Cheng's house again. The door, which he never locked, was locked that day. He knocked hard.

"Who is it?"

came Sun Cheng's grandmother's voice from inside. "That's strange, he never locks the door when someone's home." After a while, the door opened. Lin Qing entered and saw Chen Jing sitting on the sofa, her face flushed and clothes disheveled. Sun Cheng greeted him with an awkward smile.

Lin Qing immediately understood. "Well, Chengzi, what have you been up to behind my back?"

he said angrily.

Chen Jing lowered her head in shame. Sun Cheng avoided Lin Qing's gaze, still stubbornly insisting, "Didn't you say she's your girlfriend?"

Lin Qing glared at him, turned, and left. Sun Cheng hurriedly chased after him, calling out, "Lin Qing, don't be like this! Is it really necessary? She's just a girl! Brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes!"

"Fuck you! You sleep with my woman and you say that? What will you say when I sleep with yours?" Lin Qing thought to himself, but said with a hint of mockery, "Damn, I haven't even had a chance yet, and you've already taken her?"

Seeing Lin Qing's expression soften, Sun Cheng chuckled wickedly, "You were too slow. I thought you'd already taken her. But, I'm lucky; she's still a virgin. I deflowered her."

A smug look appeared on his face.

'Look at you, you bastard. One day I'll get my revenge,' Lin Qing secretly resolved. "Alright, go back now. Don't leave her feeling neglected. I'm going home."

"Don't go! Come inside for a bit."

"Damn, want to see your real performance?"

Lin Qing smiled, shook his head, and left.

Chapter 50: A Twist of Fate

Back home, Lin Qing found his parents weren't there. Seeing the note they'd left, he learned they'd gone to a classmate's child's wedding and wouldn't be coming back.

He spent his time alone in the empty house, watching TV until evening. He didn't want to go to the dance hall anymore. He ate a few mouthfuls of food haphazardly and then collapsed onto the sofa, watching a meaningless program on TV.

Suddenly, there was a few soft knocks at the door. "Who is it?"

He reluctantly got up and opened the door. Chen Jing's tall, slender figure stood timidly in the doorway. "Oh, it's you. What's up?"

He coldly ushered her into the house.

"Lin Qing, let me explain. I didn't do it willingly. That day I went to his house to find you, but you didn't come. I waited for you for a long time. When I came back, he said you probably wouldn't come. I was about to leave when he... he hugged me. I struggled, but... but... still..."

Chen Jing's voice began to choke, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks.

"I like you, you know that."

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Lin Qing's waist from behind. Lin Qing turned around and looked into her eyes, seeing them filled with love.

"I came to see you today because I want to give myself to you, although I don't dare to hope to be your girlfriend right now."

Chen Jing slightly tiptoed, raised her head, and brought her bright red lips to Lin Qing's.

Hearing the beautiful woman's heartfelt words, Lin Qing couldn't help but wrap his arms around her slender waist and lower his head to kiss her soft, warm lips deeply.

Chen Jing closed her eyes and

let out a soft "Mmm..." in response to Lin Qing's kiss, extending her smooth tongue to entwine with his tongue as it penetrated her mouth. Her breathing became rapid, and her heaving chest rose and fell violently.

Lin Qing tightened his arms around her slender waist and pushed her against the wall, pressing his entire body against her supple and delicate frame. He felt the rise and fall of her soft, elastic breasts, and couldn't help but spread her long, straight legs apart, pressing them tightly against her soft body.

Chen Jing let out muffled moans as she was kissed, her body twisting and rubbing against Lin Qing.

Lin Qing pulled up the hem of Chen Jing's sweater, revealing her smooth abdomen, which he gently stroked. He kissed her lips, unbuttoned her slender waist, and reached inside her clothes to grasp the waistbands of her underwear and trousers, gently caressing them. Suddenly, he pulled down her underwear and trousers together.

Although Chen Jing had prepared herself before coming to his door, Lin Qing's sudden action still made her

cry out in surprise, clamping her legs together, now completely exposed, her hands instinctively covering her hairy pubic area.

Lin Qing didn't give her any more time to move or react. He abruptly stood up, grabbed the hem of her sweater that was already pulled up, and, with her hands covering her private parts, pulled her head down.

Chen Jing's sweater was pulled up to her head, revealing her lips. Lin Qing stopped pulling and instead raised her hands, which were covered by the sweater, high above her head, pressing them against the wall.

Chen Jing's heaving chest immediately rose high, and Lin Qing unhooked her black bra, revealing smooth, soft breasts with erect, pink nipples. Now, except for her head, eyes, and raised arms, which were covered by the sweater, Chen Jing was completely naked.

To Lin Qing's surprise, her seemingly slender body was unexpectedly full. Her rounded breasts, while not enormous, were disproportionately full compared to her figure. Her long legs were not bony. Years later, after having seen countless women, Lin Qing realized that her slenderness was due to small bones, but she had plenty of curves in all the right places—a round bottom and plump thighs full of flesh.

Lin Qing kissed her lips peeking out from under her sweater, quickly stripped off his own clothes, and pressed himself against her. His hard, erect penis rubbed against her smooth abdomen. Chen Jing breathed heavily, her round, fleshy buttocks swaying back and forth, her soft belly rubbing against Lin Qing's engorged member.

Lin Qing's left hand still held her wrist above her head, his body pressed tightly against hers. His right hand slowly caressed down her back from her slender waist, reaching her white, round buttocks. He gently squeezed the smooth flesh of her buttocks and pulled it up and down.

Chen Jing's lips trembled as she was kissed, and she stood on tiptoe, lifting her round buttocks forward. Lin Qing's hand moved forward to her waist, then slid down her groin between her legs. He found it already wet, with a large patch of her inner thighs soaked. He pressed his palm against her soft, moist flesh, lifted her legs, and lifted her entire body upward.

Chen Jing let out several long moans through her gagged mouth, her body writhing even more violently, her hands, which were held high against the wall, also began to twist.

Lin Qing used his fingers to part the soft, moist flesh between her legs, moved his body to press his long spear against her wet little slit, and gently asked her, "Do you want it?"

Chen Jing almost moaned, "Yes..." Before she could finish speaking, Lin Qing thrust his long spear upwards heavily, inserting it into her warm, moist slit.

After her orgasm, Chen Jing's delicate body went limp, leaning on the man's shoulder, her previously taut legs becoming soft, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, her full breasts pressed against him, her eyes curving upwards, so tender they seemed to overflow with moisture, she whispered in Lin Qing's ear, "You, you're really amazing!"

Chapter 51: Affectionate Entanglement

Lin Qing carried her to the bedside, placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and lay down with her.

Chen Jing crawled under the blanket, resting her head on Lin Qing's chest, snuggling into his arms. "Did you ever like me?"

"Mmm..."

Indeed, Lin Qing enjoyed being with her. He could do anything with her without any worries, feeling relaxed and at ease. In his heart, Chen Jing was a delicate woman who needed his careful care and love. He often felt an inexplicable urge to hold her in his arms and cherish her.

But now, facing her, looking at her, the image of her being pinned down by Sun Cheng flashed before his eyes. Lin Qing held her, thinking these thoughts as he gently stroked the curves of her breasts and slender waist.

He loved touching her slender yet voluptuous body, loved holding her slender waist and caressing her.

Chen Jing looked up at Lin Qing with resentment in her eyes, then rolled over, resting her chin on her hands against his chest, a shy expression on her face. She lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "I want more."

Lin Qing stroked her back, feigning indifference, "What do you want?"

Chen Jing breathed hot air into his ear, saying shyly, "I want your treasure inside."

With that, she took Lin Qing's ear into her soft lips, her smooth tongue deftly licking his earlobe. Her small hands slid down his body, reaching his lower abdomen and into the thick hair between his legs, grasping his erect member and gently kneading it up and down.

Lin Qing asked softly, "Oh dear, how can you be so brazen?" Chen

Jing deliberately said dismissively, "Hmph, so what? Can't I?"

She wrinkled her nose, turned her head, and pouted,

letting out a soft "Hmph..."

Lin Qing deliberately said fiercely, "I'll unleash my beastly instincts." Chen Jing looked at Lin Qing, her expression suddenly becoming very alluring. She swayed her full breasts against him and softly asked, "Then... what will happen?"

Lin Qing rolled over and pinned her slender body down. "It will be like this!"

He parted her long legs, pressed his long penis, which she was holding, between her wet lips, and thrust it in forcefully, penetrating her completely.

Lin Qing whispered in her ear, "You're a natural-born sex symbol."

Chen Jing moaned, "Mmm, I didn't give you my virginity, so I have to make you feel good. Do you like it? Do you like me being so lewd, so seductive?"

Lin Qing responded with even more intense attacks.

By the time Lin Qing ejaculated, Chen Jing was already convulsing. She thrust out her full breasts, twisted her body, closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and swayed violently from side to side. Her black hair flew wildly across the pillowcase, her face filled with a dreamlike, satisfied expression. She frowned, closed her eyes, her red lips slightly parted, and her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily, embracing the man's body.

"I'm going to shower first; I'm all sweaty,"

Lin Qing said, gently patting Chen Jing's firm, round buttocks. Only then did she lazily remove her small hands from the man's body.

Lin Qing went into the bathroom, turned on the water heater, and started showering. After a while, Chen Jing called from outside the door, "I need to use the bathroom."

She walked in naked, tilting her head and smiling at Lin Qing, saying, "Hehe, do you want me to help you shower?"

"Sure, but I don't know who'll be helping whom,"

Chen Jing said, deliberately feigning mischief. "I don't know either, hehe."

She poured shower gel onto her hands and began to apply it to Lin Qing.

Lin Qing lathered her with shower gel, both of them covered in slippery foam. Lin Qing touched her smooth body, and his erection returned.

Chen Jing scooped up a handful of foam and rubbed it on his penis, gently kneading the tip. Lin Qing let her do as she pleased, his hands caressing her soft, elastic breasts, her round, white buttocks, and her long, slender legs.

Chen Jing rinsed the foam off Lin Qing with the showerhead, then rinsed his penis with the showerhead, gently turning it up and down and side to side. She looked up at Lin Qing seductively and whispered, "I love you so much."

Lin Qing stroked her delicate body: "Wash it properly."

Chen Jing bent down, holding his erect penis, and said earnestly, "How do I wash it? It's already very clean!"

"Wash it with your little mouth."

Lin Qing pressed Chen Jing's head down, and she looked up at the man, pressing her face against his groin. She opened her small mouth and swallowed his penis whole.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Her small mouth couldn't accommodate Lin Qing's size, and she hummed incoherently. Lin Qing immediately felt himself sinking into her wet, warm mouth.

"Put it in deeper, and lick it back and forth with your tongue."

Lin Qing patiently taught her. Chen Jing looked up at him coquettishly, holding the base of his penis and putting the tip into her small mouth, swallowing and spitting it out. Her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her soft tongue rolled and licked inside her mouth.

Her mouth was hot, wet, and soft. Lin Qing's penis was being licked and rolled by her tongue, swallowed and sucked, and he couldn't help but tilt his head back, his breathing becoming rapid and heavy as he looked down, panting.

Chen Jing stood before him, bent over, the edges of her full breasts peeking out from under her armpits. Her round, white buttocks were high and parted, forming a deep crevice. Her face was pressed between his parted legs, her left hand gripping his penis, her right hand holding his buttocks, pushing the penis slowly into his mouth.

(Chapter 52: Picking Chrysanthemums by the Eastern Fence)

A strong desire surged within Lin Qing. He gently grabbed Chen Jing's soft hair and pulled it back, withdrawing the penis from her mouth. He tilted her face slightly upward, and Chen Jing looked at him with alluring eyes. Lin Qing cupped her face and pressed the penis against her lips.

Chen Jing's soft red lips were slowly parted, and Lin Qing slowly pushed into the crevice of her soft lips. Her lips enveloped the penis, stretched open into a round "O" shape.

Lin Qing continued to thrust into her mouth, slowly penetrating deep into Chen Jing's small mouth. Her mouth was stuffed full, with a bit of her lips sticking out. She hummed incoherently, licking her mouth with her tongue, her cheeks puffing out, making soft "tsk, tsk..."

sounds.

Lin Qing watched his penis moving in and out of Chen Jing's mouth, then bent down and reached out his left hand to caress her high, round, fleshy buttocks, tracing the deep cleft down to her tight, delicate anus.

Chen Jing, her mouth stuffed full, let out muffled moans: "Ugh, no, ah..."

Her slender yet voluptuous body twisted, trying to escape Lin Qing's caresses.

Lin Qing released her hand, turned to stand beside her, and laid her voluptuous body across him. His left hand reached for her breasts, grasping and kneading her full breasts, while his right hand slid down her back to her round, protruding buttocks, sliding down the deep cleft of her buttocks, and kneading her clenched anus with his fingers.

Chen Jing immediately squeezed her long legs, which were wet with love juice, and twisted her body, moaning indistinctly, "No, ah, don't do this, do it to me, ah..."

Lin Qing ignored her, picked her up, walked to the bed, and placed her face down on the bed with her head facing inward. He reached out and lifted her slender waist, making her kneel on the edge of the bed, her round, fleshy buttocks raised high.

He grasped her two round, white buttocks with both hands, forcefully spreading them apart and gently kneading the smooth flesh. A fleshy groove meandered down from the top of her buttocks, with a dark brown clitoris in the center spreading outwards with shallow folds. The color of the folds was reddish-brown around the small opening, gradually fading as it spread out, eventually becoming a light blush, like a blooming reddish-brown daisy.

Lin Qing gently pressed and kneaded the clitoris in the buttock groove with his fingers. Chen Jing closed her eyes, and he parted the clitoris and gently inserted his fingers. Chen Jing's body trembled.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, you didn't give me your virginity, so give me this."

Lin Qing gently inserted his fingers all the way into the clitoris.

Chen Jing groaned, "Oh, you're so naughty."

Her round, fleshy buttocks trembled, her slender yet voluptuous body lying there motionless, clearly tense. "You... do you really want me here?"

Lin Qing pressed her anus, whispering in her ear, "I just want you here."

Chen Jing's breathing quickened, her voice trembling, "Oh, really? Put it in me like that, mmm..."

Her body trembled, she cried out softly, her shyness tinged with pleading, "Oh, it's so dirty there."

Lin Qing pressed down on her round, white buttocks, moving closer, and put his finger in Chen Jing's mouth.

Chen Jing took the man's finger into her mouth, sucking on it, her face flushed, her legs clamped together, twisting slightly, looking at the man, shyly pursing her lips, and spreading her legs.

Lin Qing held Chen Jing's slender waist and pulled her up, making her raise her round, fleshy buttocks, spreading her buttocks apart. Chen Jing trembled and murmured, "So embarrassing,"

but obediently lay there waiting for the man.

Lin Qing inserted his fingertips into her daisy-like anus again, pressing them against her plump, white buttocks. His fingers squeezed into her slender yet fleshy, tight, and hot anus, touching her soft, white buttocks. "Is this good? Do you like it?"

Chen Jing twisted her plump buttocks. "I like it, it's good, but it's so embarrassing, you saw everything."

She turned to look at Lin Qing, a charming expression on her face, and moaned softly, "Okay, I want you when you're wild, I want it."

Lin Qing was behind her, holding her plump, white buttocks, and slowly pushed his penis into her buttocks cleft. He first thrust it into her wet honey hole, then spread her plump, white buttocks apart, revealing her chrysanthemum-like anus in the cleft, and inserted his fingers inside.

Pulling and probing her wet, honeyed cave, digging into her warm, juicy chrysanthemum bud, Chen Jing's slender yet voluptuous body was suddenly attacked from both ends. Slippery love juice flowed between her legs, and she groaned loudly, "Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore, ah, I'm going to be fucked to death, ah..."

Lin Qing pushed his fingers deeper into Chen Jing's anus, his long spear plunging heavily into the depths of her honeyed cave. Chen Jing trembled all over from the sudden, simultaneous thrusts from both her honeyed cave and chrysanthemum bud, "Ah, oh..."

Lin Qing then released his fingers, embracing Chen Jing's round, fleshy buttocks, pulling her slender yet voluptuous body back and forth, his lower abdomen colliding with her round, fleshy buttocks, his scrotum slapping against her vulva. The sounds of "slap, slap" echoed

as Chen Jing was thrust into him, her body jerking back and forth. His fingers, deeply inserted into her anus, trembled between her buttocks and rounded flesh with each thrust. She moaned intermittently, her voice rising and falling: "Ah, ah, I'm going to be...you're fucking me to death, ah..."

After a while, Lin Qing told Chen Jing to relax her anus. She spread her legs and lay face down on the bed, his hands supporting her waist. "Do you want me to fuck you here?"

Chen Jing, a little nervous but expectant, moaned, "Yes. I want to give you everything."

Though she said this, her body tensed slightly.

Lin Qing pressed his wet, love-scented weapon against Chen Jing's anus, nestled deep in her buttocks, and gently pushed down.

Chapter 53 Returning the Green Hat

"Ah..."

With Chen Jing's final scream, her anus contracted violently, the walls of her anus spasming and convulsing. The twitching tender flesh generated tremendous gripping force, even stronger and more powerful than a honey hole. After nearly an hour of fighting, Lin Qing finally couldn't hold back any longer and erupted violently.

Chen Jing's soft, boneless body twisted and trembled before collapsing limply onto the bed. Lin Qing lowered her long legs, bent them at her waist, and lay on top of her. He slowly withdrew his still-soft weapon, held it at the entrance of her anus, and then slowly inserted the entire thing into her anus, moving it slowly. He asked triumphantly, "Do you like it?"

Chen Jing sighed deeply, "Yes, I like it so much. It's the first time I've been put in from behind, it's really exciting. It's so good, I love it."

Lin Qing smiled gently and said to her, "Since you like it, then let's continue?"

Chen Jing raised her small hand and slapped him lightly, "You want more? That's enough, that's enough! You'll get dizzy from pleasure if you keep going, I'm not coming anymore."

Lin Qing giggled, "But I still want more, what should I do?"

Chen Jing looked at Lin Qing, her voice softening, "Well, if you want it, then I'll give it to you."

She then got up and lay on top of Lin Qing, kissing his chest. Her small mouth and tongue licked down his chest, across his abdomen and thighs, slowly moving her body to kneel between his legs. She took his penis into her mouth, tightly pursing her lips and sucking hard. Her soft, smooth tongue trembled gently and rapidly in her mouth, teasing the tip. Her head rested between Lin Qing's legs, swaying up and down.

Lin Qing felt enveloped by her soft lips, a surge of heat pouring down from his head and into her mouth, then being released and released coolly. Her actions sent waves of pleasure through him, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "Mmm...

"

Chen Jing suddenly climbed up and straddled Lin Qing, holding his erect penis as she sat down, bouncing up and down on him. Her full breasts trembled and bounced with each movement. The intense pleasure and stimulation, unlike that of Ju Lei, drove Lin Qing almost to madness.

In the throes of intense pleasure, he rolled over, flipping Chen Jing onto her stomach, pulling her round, fleshy buttocks back so she knelt on the bed. Chen Jing turned her head gently to look at him, her face full of coquettish charm: "Hmm, do you like me like this?"

"Yes, I like it very much, I can't take it anymore."

Chen Jing swayed her body, her voice sweet and coquettish: "You can't take it? I, I want you to take it."

She placed her hands under her waist, her buttocks raised high, her smooth black hair cascading down to the ground. Her face was turned towards Lin Qing's body, looking up at the erect weapon before her, her face flushed as she moaned wantonly: "Hmm, I want it, I want to eat it."

She moaned, sticking her tongue out from her lips.

Lin Qing, watching her alluring demeanor, aimed his penis at her small mouth, cupped her face which was hanging off the edge of the bed with both hands, and inserted his erection between her lips.

Finally, Lin Qing pressed Chen Jing's head tightly between his legs, ejaculating his thick semen into her mouth before letting out a long breath and relaxing.

Chen Jing's mouth was full of Lin Qing's semen. She moaned, tilting her head back and opening her mouth, letting Lin Qing see the fullness of the white fluid. Then, she extended her tongue and gently licked the still throbbing and swollen penis, slowly swallowing and licking it with her tongue, swallowing mouthful by mouthful of semen.

Lin Qing pulled her delicate body tightly into his arms and whispered in her ear, "You're such a beauty."

He held her and lay down on the bed.

Chen Jing, resting her head on Lin Qing's arm, nestled in his arms and asked, "Was it comfortable?"

"Mmm, your technique is really good!"

Lin Qing was now starting to doubt the truth of Sun Cheng's claim that she was a virgin.

Chen Jing laughed and playfully hit him: "So, do you like it?"

Lin Qing stroked her slender waist: "Of course I like it."

"Do you think I'm slutty?"

Chen Jing's soft voice suddenly choked up. "Actually, these were all my first times. Sun Cheng forced himself on me that day, and afterwards he wouldn't let me leave. He forced me to watch those kinds of movies with him. I learned it from TV."

Lin Qing pinched her plump, white buttocks and asked, "So you didn't do it for him?"

Chen Jing wrinkled her nose and

snorted, "He forced me to give him oral sex, but I refused. I've made up my mind. He took me by force, and I'll date him, but I'll give him a big green hat and get my revenge."

Lin Qing stroked her plump, white buttocks. "You've learned how to serve me now?"

Chen Jing gently stroked his chest. "Actually, you know, I liked you when we were classmates, but you never noticed me back then. Now I'm not a virgin anymore, so I can't be your girlfriend, but I can be your lover. You can do whatever you want with me."

Looking at the complicated expression on the face of the girl in his arms, who appeared slutty but was actually very traditional, Lin Qing felt a pang of unease.

"Don't think about it anymore. Maybe we're just not meant to be, Lin Qing. I'm already content to have your love. I don't expect to be by your side forever. You can come to me anytime, and I'll make sure you get your fill anytime."

Chen Jing poured out her feelings for Lin Qing with a wistful tone.

Hearing her somewhat crazy thoughts, Lin Qing lowered his head and kissed her lips, his tongue entering her mouth.

Chen Jing responded, her fragrant tongue intertwining and sucking with Lin Qing's. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and rested her head against his chest. "So beautiful. I love it when you kiss me like this."

She stroked Lin Qing's thigh. "Mmm, I want more."

She pouted and kissed Lin Qing deeply.

After a long, deep kiss, she looked up and chuckled softly, saying, "You've played with all three holes in my body, and you've tasted all three of them."

Lin Qing patted her plump, white buttocks. "You're such a beauty. Looks like I need to sleep first, conserve my energy, and then I'll do you again."

Chen Jing snuggled into his arms coquettishly. "We've played three times already, and you're still not done? You're crazy! There's plenty of time later, I can let you do it anytime. Let's sleep now."

With that, she embraced Lin Qing and drifted off to sleep.

Thus, Chen Jing and Sun Cheng established a romantic relationship, even though their families didn't approve of it due to their age difference.

Lin Qing's calm demeanor in front of Sun Cheng made him feel guilty towards her. Secretly, Sun Cheng would often visit Lin Qing, wanting him to fill her three 'little mouths' with his weapon, which was far larger than his own.

Lin Qing always managed to come up with novel ways to satisfy Chen Jing's increasingly lewd behavior. He continued to frequently visit Sun Cheng's house, secretly exchanging ambiguous glances with Chen Jing in front of him, enjoying the vengeful thrill of returning the cuckold's horns.

Chapter 54: Infatuated with His Sister-in-Law

One day, Lin Qing and Chen Jing were having dinner at Sun Cheng's house. "Hey, Lin Qing, there's a 'Zero Point Band' performance at the city stadium tonight. My older brother has tickets, are you going?"

"Of course I'm going! Where are the tickets?"

Lin Qing replied casually.

"They're with my older brother. What's the rush? You'll see him at the stadium entrance tonight."

As soon as it got dark, Lin Qing urged Sun Cheng to leave the house and arrive at the city stadium. Wow, the square in front was packed with people who hadn't bought tickets and were desperately asking for them.

Lin Qing and his companion squeezed through the crowd to the entrance. The eldest son of the Sun family, dressed in a dignified 'Stadium Security Department' security uniform, stood at the entrance, tall and imposing.

"Wait a minute, I have a way to get tickets."

Sun Cheng whispered to Lin Qing and Chen Jing, and returned after a while. "Let's go."

Sun Cheng waved the three tickets in his hand, attracting envious glances from those around him, and pulled Chen Jing's hand to squeeze into the crowd.

Lin Qing followed closely behind him. After finally squeezing in, there were hardly any people in the huge stadium. It seemed that some leaders had no intention of sharing the joy with the people. They casually found a seat with a good view and sat down. The performance was about to start when a group of pot-bellied men, who looked like they were thoroughly corrupt, slowly walked in and sat on the stage. Then the security guards at the entrance also came in and cordoned off the area below the stage. The bright chandelier in the middle of the stadium was turned off, and only the small lights on the surrounding walls were still on, making the light dim and hazy.

Just as Lin Qing's eyes were fixed on the stage, waiting for the 'Zero Point Band' she had long admired to come on stage, Boss Sun walked over. Lin Qing glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and was about to exchange a few pleasantries when her eyes were drawn to the girl next to him, and she stared straight at her.

The girl was slender and tall, dressed in black and white. She wore a white wool coat, a matching cashmere scarf casually draped over her shoulders, the long hem reaching her breasts. She wore a black leather mini-skirt and mid-calf high-heeled boots, revealing glimpses of her shapely, long thighs encased in flesh-colored thick cotton stockings. Her oval face was fair and delicate, with slender eyebrows, long eyelashes, and bright, clear eyes. Her nose was high and straight, with slightly flared nostrils. Beneath her delicate nose were full, rosy lips, like ripe cherries ready to be picked, inspiring a desire to kiss them. She exuded a captivating charm, though her pretty face still retained a touch of childishness, lacking the allure of a mature woman. She looked not much older than Lin Qing, perhaps eighteen or nineteen at most.

'Damn it, all the tender grass is eaten by old cows, all the good cunts are fucked by dogs,' Lin Qing cursed inwardly.

"Oh, Lin Qing, you're here too. Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Su Qian. Call her sister-in-law."

"Hello, sister-in-law."

Lin Qing nodded quickly in greeting.

"What are you saying? She's not married to you yet."

Su Qian pulled her small hand from Sun Laoda's arm and lightly slapped him, her delicate oval face turning pink.

Lin Qing looked at her affectionate gesture and suddenly felt a strange pang of jealousy. Could this be love at first sight? He lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling on her hand.

Su Qian's small, delicate hands were soft and slender, her long fingers as white as jade. "You'll have to marry me sooner or later, won't you? Sit down, this is my brother's good friend, Lin Qing."

Boss Sun teased Su Qian, completely oblivious to Lin Qing's unusual behavior. Su Qian unbuttoned her coat with her long fingers, gently shrugged her shoulders, and placed the coat on the back of the chair beside her. Underneath, she wore a bright yellow, tight-fitting wool sweater that clung to her body, making her high, full breasts appear exceptionally full. The slight movement of sitting down tightened her narrow leather skirt, outlining the rounded curves of her hips. Lin Qing had seen many beautiful women, but he had never been as stunned as he was today; she was simply breathtaking.

The performance began, and the 'Zero Point Band' on stage sang their hit song 'Do You Love Me?' with all their might. Lin Qing, however, kept secretly glancing at Su Qian's beautiful figure beside him, inhaling the delicate fragrance emanating from her.

Below Su Qian's snow-white neck stood her firm breasts, below which were her rounded, fragrant buttocks. Her exquisite, translucent body exuded a captivating fragrance, and Lin Qing suddenly felt like a thief.

Her eyes were fixed on the stage, her face bearing a dignified and elegant smile, slightly coquettish yet with a touch of reserve. Her gentle breathing caused her high, firm breasts to rise and fall slightly, her erect breasts almost bursting out, making Lin Qing's blood boil. He imagined her naked beneath him, displaying her snow-white, tender, youthful body.

Su Qian's beautiful face, her long, glossy black hair, her snow-white skin, her full and alluring breasts, her slender waist, her rounded buttocks, her long, smooth legs—she flaunted various sexual positions with an intoxicatingly seductive and sensual air.

Lin Qing, with his muscular body, brutally and violently violated and ravaged the frail Su Qian. He spread her smooth legs, roughly kneading her full, white breasts with his hands, tasting her sweet tongue, and mercilessly thrusting into her tight passage.

Su Qian let out pleasurable moans, biting her lower lip to suppress her overly wanton groans, bending her legs to wrap around his waist, her arms limply hooking onto his shoulders. Lin Qing, his long spear, greedily plucked Su Qian's love juice.

Lin Qing was immersed in his own fantasy; throughout the entire performance, his crotch remained hard, almost causing him to ejaculate.

'If I could have her, it would be worth dying for!' When the performance ended, Lin Qing, hunched over and with his legs clamped together, carefully walked out of the stadium, hurriedly said goodbye to Sun Cheng, and went home.

That night, his mind was filled with Su Qian's alluring image. Lying in bed, he pulled out his penis and started masturbating. This was the first time he had ever masturbated. He repeatedly fantasized about Su Qian's beautiful body, calling her name in his heart, rapidly withdrawing his penis. As he ejaculated, he made up his mind that he must have her.

Chapter 55: Stunning Stage Performance

Unfortunately, Lin Qing didn't have a chance to see Su Qian again until the end of the holiday. He could only go to school with deep regret.

As soon as he entered the school gate, Lin Qing saw a large group of students gathered around the bulletin board, chattering about something. He went over to ask and learned that the city had decided to hold a district-wide arts festival for all schools above the secondary level, including colleges, vocational high schools, and technical schools. The performance in the southern district was scheduled for their school this Saturday afternoon.

Lin Qing's plan to go home early and go play with Shi San was dashed again. "Damn it, which leader is messing around with nothing better to do?"

He cursed and turned to leave.

The boring study time flew by, and Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye.

Over a thousand teachers and students lined up in a long queue, looking rather silly, to get to the auditorium. Lin Qing absentmindedly sat down in his seat, chatting quietly with his classmate and friend Xu Yonghua, his eyes never even glancing at the stage. He was simply hoping this tedious event would end soon.

Time ticked by, and Lin Qing, absorbed in his conversation, didn't even notice what was happening on stage. Suddenly, Xu Yonghua, who had been chatting enthusiastically, fell silent. Lin Qing tugged at him, but he didn't react. Knowing Xu Yonghua's womanizing nature, Lin Qing knew a beautiful girl might be appearing, so he quickly turned his head to look at the stage.

"Next, I will perform Liang Jingru's 'Ningxia' for everyone,"

a soft, delicate voice amplified by the microphone, captivating Lin Qing.

There, in the center of the stage, stood a mature, beautiful, and charming girl. She has a round face with a slightly pointed chin, tending towards an oval shape. Her big eyes are watery, her eyebrows are curved like willow leaves, and her long eyelashes hang gracefully over her eyes, curving upwards. Her delicate nose is high and arched, and her two thin, small lips are playfully upturned like fresh fruit.

Her petite figure, approximately 1.65 meters tall, was slightly plump and voluptuous. A light blue midi skirt flowed gracefully, and a white leather belt with a square buckle cinched her slender waist, accentuating her curves and making her exceptionally alluring. Her long, shapely legs were encased in gleaming white stockings and white mid-heel leather ankle boots. The boots added a touch of cool, sexy sophistication to her already beautiful and alluring appearance. Her soft, smooth skin and exquisitely beautiful figure were truly exceptional. Her slender, rounded thighs, delicate waist, and naturally full, rounded hips without an ounce of excess fat, combined with her flat stomach and high, firm breasts that swayed slightly, made her even more captivating. As she sang, her hips moved gently from side to side, a truly seductive sight.

Lin Qing sat in the audience, watching her every move. 'Ah! I wonder if I can ever have the chance to kiss such a beauty.' His heart trembled with her every movement.

"Yonghua, do you know which school she's from?"

Lin Qing turned to Xu Yonghua, who was also drooling beside him. "It seems to be the Municipal Cultural Bureau's Art Training Center. She doesn't seem like a student. As for her name, I was too busy talking to you to pay attention."

"Damn, you'd be a fool to rely on you."

Lin Qing stood up and walked towards the dressing area on the side of the stage. There, he asked the student council members standing at the dressing room door. After a while, the girl finished singing and came over. Seeing Lin Qing standing at the door of the women's dressing room, she gave him a slightly surprised look, then pushed open the door and went in to change.

A few minutes later, Lin Qing guessed that she had finished changing, so he stepped forward and gently knocked on the door. "Come in,"

came the girl's soft voice from inside.

Lin Qing pushed open the door and was immediately stunned by the girl's beauty. She sat on a large chair facing the door, wearing a pure white wool cardigan, a light blue midi skirt that had slipped off her shoulders and wrapped around her slender waist, her long, snow-white legs bare and crossed, holding a pair of stockings she had just taken off in her hand. On the table next to her was a pair of light blue jeans. "Is there something you need?"

Her charming eyes looked at Lin Qing with some surprise.

"No, you sing so beautifully. I came in to ask for your autograph."

Lin Qing sat down opposite her and closed the door behind her.

The girl smiled brightly. "It's not that exaggerated, is it? Do you want to get to know me?"

"You're not only beautiful, but also incredibly intelligent,"

Lin Qing flattered her earnestly, carefully observing her beautiful face up close. This stunning woman sat upright opposite him, allowing his gaze to freely sweep across her face. Lin Qing felt a surge of joy. "I really enjoy listening to you sing. For that reason alone, please tell me, okay?"

Lin Qing stole glances at her long, snow-white legs, his eyes following the shapely curves of her glistening, white thighs down to the groin. The girl shifted her snow-white thighs, carefully pulling up her skirt to cover her flawless, white skin, not letting a single glimpse of her skin betray her.

"My name is Qin Wuyue."

She seemed to wink at Lin Qing.

Because of the close proximity, Lin Qing could smell the orchid-like fragrance that slowly wafted from her small mouth as she spoke. "Mmm, so fragrant."

He closed his eyes briefly, savoring the scent she wafted into his nose.

Qin Wuyue seemed to notice Lin Qing's infatuated expression, shifting her legs nervously, a little embarrassed.

"Which school do you go to? Hmm, you're so pretty, you must be from an arts school, right?"

Lin Qing teased her lecherously. He already knew from his student council classmates that she was an employee of the Municipal Cultural Bureau's Arts Training Center.

Qin Wuyue, hearing Lin Qing's flattering words, didn't take his flirtatious manner to heart. "You can go out now, I need to change,"

she said softly, dismissing Lin Qing.

"I'm leaving, but I'll come find you, wait for me,"

Lin Qing turned and left the changing room.

"Where have you been? There was a hot dancer with a great figure just now, but you missed out,"

Xu Yonghua described lewdly to Lin Qing as he returned to his seat, "That hot dancer almost showed her breasts while dancing, so big and round!" "Oh,"

Lin Qing replied absentmindedly, his mind completely focused on Qin Wuyue.

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