Girls at Nursing School

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After I finished showering, still half-asleep, Maotou wouldn't leave, saying he wanted to see my private parts. He made me lie naked on the table with my butt sticking up, and he squatted behind me.
Seven years ago
, after graduating from medical school, I took a job as a teacher at a nursing school. For convenience, I specially set up a clinic in the school. Because my wife wasn't around, I often felt lonely.
To pass the time, I cleared out a room as a consultation room, stocked it with some commonly used medical equipment, and secretly treated patients in my spare time. This way, I
could pass the time and also earn some extra income.
The school was full of young women born in the 90s. Although they each had their own characteristics, they all shared one common feature: their bodies were already fully developed, each one like a newly blooming flower, making
one's
mouth water. As the saying goes, when one is well-fed and warm, one thinks of lust. Facing a bunch of young girls every day, I really couldn't resist
, so I planned to pick one or two to play with.
Through observation, I discovered a girl named Chen Siyao who was very beautiful. She was tall, had fair skin, and large eyes that revealed a girlish innocence. She was very
outgoing and uninhibited when with male classmates. I took a liking to her and sought opportunities to approach her privately, showing her care and support. Gradually, she would often
ask me for help with classroom problems during her free time. I would patiently explain things to her until she was satisfied. Our
friendship deepened through these daily interactions.
I've really fallen for this girl. Her alluring figure often lingers in my mind, and I even dream about her at night. She wears a
deep red embroidered ruffled short-sleeved shirt, carries a small red bag, wears a teal pleated skirt, and brown mid-heeled leather shoes. Her thick brown curly hair falls over her shoulders.
Every movement, every smile, every frown... Chen Siyao is 17 years old this year and lives in another city. She was originally a rather innocent girl. From elementary school to junior high, she had a good education.
"It's alright, consider this money a loan from your teacher. You can pay it back slowly after you start working," I said, taking a wad of cash from my wallet and handing it to her.
Very well. But because her parents' relationship was strained, they often argued and showed her little care. Later, when she was in high school, her parents divorced, and she
lived with her mother. But for some reason, she left home before finishing high school and came to our vocational college.
One weekend evening, it was my turn to supervise evening self-study. I quietly went to Chen Siyao's side and asked her to come to my office after class. After evening self-study, she came
to my office. I warmly invited her to sit down, took out some snacks, poured her a glass of water, and said, "Are you hungry? It's so late, eat something."
"Teacher...you...thank you..." Having lacked warmth at home, she suddenly found herself being cared for by such an older brother. Her throat tightened, and she didn't
know what to say. I quickly and calmly told her, "It's alright, take your time. I didn't call you here for anything special. We're just friends after class, let's chat."
Seeing my approachable, military-like tone, she relaxed, nodded, and slowly ate her snack.
As she ate, we chatted, starting with her studies and life at school, then moving on to other things. Our relationship
gradually became more natural, and our conversation grew closer. When the conversation reached a particularly enjoyable point, I knew when to stop and said, "Let's stop here for today. It
's getting late, you should go back to your dorm and rest." She stood up, ready to say goodbye, but I continued, "Come to my house tomorrow night, let's have another
good chat. Okay?" She hesitated for a moment, then... She initially gave quick permission, but after my gentle coaxing and enticement, she finally nodded in agreement. I happily
escorted her back to her dorm, watching her slender figure disappear into the distance; I knew the fish was about to take the bait.
The next day, I carefully tidied up the house. That evening, Chen Siyao arrived as promised. It was clear she had also put on a makeover: her upper body was covered in a
top. Her face was made up, except for some curled false eyelashes, giving her the image of an endearing girl next door. I was overjoyed and quickly invited her to sit down,
handing her a can of Coke. She sat on the sofa, holding the Coke in both hands, appearing somewhat reserved. I also took a can of Coke, composed myself, sat down beside her,
and asked with a grin, "Siyao, are you still a little scared?" She nodded, her eyes still fixed on the Coke.
Only then did she look up at me, nodding earnestly. I continued, "I know your family isn't very well-off. Can you tell me
how much ?"
"Three hundred," she answered softly.
"That's really too little. Three hundred yuan is barely enough for food, not to mention school supplies and daily necessities. This amount is simply not enough for your expenses.
How about , I'll sponsor you five hundred yuan every month from now on."
Siyao hesitated and didn't accept. "Don't worry, this is an interest-free loan. You can pay it back whenever you have the money. We're good friends, so come to
me if you need money in the future." After saying that, I put the money directly into her small bag and continued, "You usually like to hang out with male classmates."
I was being very subtle, trying my best not to let her realize my intentions.
Siyao pondered for a while, and then slowly told me a story about her childhood: "After my parents divorced, I..." I lived with my mother. We
lived in a bungalow in the suburbs. I developed earlier than my peers; my breasts started to grow when I was a little over 10 years old, and I got my period the following autumn. I was young then
and didn't pay much attention to these things at first. Later, when I lay in bed at night, I felt an itch down there. So I couldn't help but
touch it with my hand, and it felt incredibly comfortable. I also liked to rub the blanket tightly between my thighs, and I would even put my fingers inside my vagina. I
secretly... "
My bathroom is in the yard, with a window facing inwards. I remember the summer when I was 14, I would often rush through my homework every day,
leaving me plenty of time to play. I'd go online, play video games, watch DVDs, especially with boys. I remember the first
time I did 'that' with a boy was two years later, actually forced.

'It was a hot day, Mom wasn't home, and I started masturbating while showering. Just as I was getting into it, the bathroom door suddenly opened. I
screamed in fright, and upon closer inspection, it was a boy from next door, nicknamed Maotou. He was skilled at...'" "I know you've grown up, and your body has developed. Girls in their adolescence all want to get to know boys, right?" I asked, my
voice sharp, staring intently at me. I was both scared and excited, and told him to leave. He didn't leave; instead, he threatened me, saying he'd seen me masturbating and that if I didn't let him watch me
shower, he'd tell everyone about my shameful secret. I was stunned, not knowing what to do, and could only continue showering. The boy watched while touching me...
I felt a surge of heat, and for a moment my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.
"It's okay, don't be afraid," I smiled and said kindly to her, "Siyao, I called you here just to have
a heart-to-heart talk with you, you know?" At this moment, she spread my legs apart and touched and looked at them. I was completely flustered at that moment, not knowing
how to deal with him,
and could only let him do as he pleased like a puppet. Later, I can't remember how he inserted that thing, how he played with it, or how he ejaculated. My dirty passage was extremely painful at that time. My first time was taken so confusedly. When Mao Tou left,
he threatened me, saying that if I told anyone, he would kill me. That day I was really scared and didn't dare tell my mom, and she didn't notice either. After the incident, the boy came to play with me again, and I ignored him,
but I still couldn't stop his harassment, and he did it again. Later, the boy even brought other boys and girls to play with me. I couldn't stand this torment, but
I didn't dare to offend them, so I dropped out of high school before finishing, left home, and came to our current school, becoming what I am now.”
Once the hole in Siyao's heart was opened, she told me in detail what she had experienced, and as she spoke, tears involuntarily
streamed down her face. It was clear that this girl was truly in love; at this moment, her heart was most vulnerable and desperately needed comfort and encouragement. Normally,
this is also the easiest time to be hooked. At that time, I was very conflicted, and it was indeed a bit despicable to take advantage of the situation, but this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once
she recovered, there would be so many boys around her, and I wouldn't have a chance!

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