Coming of Age: Bad Girl 3

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Yangyang and I accepted his business card, hoping it might come in handy someday, but we still decided to take a taxi back.

"Difficult, really difficult," Yangyang and I murmured in the taxi, exchanging glances. Suddenly, I remembered, "Qinqin, she's over eighteen."

"I... I remember too," Yangyang said, sitting up abruptly. "Her birthday was in winter." "

Maybe we could go find her and have her order two male prostitutes, delivered to our door," I said, tilting my head. "Or maybe she could introduce us to two college students."

"Her mother would go crazy if she ordered two male prostitutes at once," Yangyang chuckled mischievously. I realized she'd done more bad things today than she had in a year.

"Driver, we're going to Liyun Community," I said to the driver, then looked at Yangyang. "You call her."

*** *** ***

Inside a villa in Liyun Community, in a girl's bedroom, a naked young man and woman were entangled together.

"Oh, come on, come on..." Qinqin's face was covered in sweat, her breasts were firmly gripped by the man on top of her, and his lower body was still thrusting in and out of her tender red honey passage.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck...oh, you're so good, I'm about to fly to the sky, come on!" Qinqin grabbed his arm, staring blankly at the ceiling, shouting without thinking, not even noticing the phone ringing in her bag.

*** *** ***

"She's not answering our calls." Yangyang looked at me: "Is she taking a shower at this time?"

"Maybe." I took out my phone: "I'll call her home."

*** *** ***

At Qinqin's home, Qinqin's mother, Aunt Lin, was watching TV when the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello."

"Auntie, this is Xia Yusi. Is Qinqin there?"

"She's in her bedroom. Should I go and call her?"

"If it's convenient for her, could I let her take a call?"

"Sure." Aunt Lin chatted with me as we walked, and before we knew it, we were on the third floor, in her daughter's bedroom. She knocked on the door as usual, but there was no response. Then she turned on the light switch: "Ah..."

*** *** ***

I was so startled by Aunt Lin's scream that I almost dropped my phone: "What happened?"

"Maybe she saw a big rat?" Yangyang guessed.

She was right, except that the big rat was naked and wriggling on her daughter...

Aunt Lin quickly backed out, patted her chest, and stood in the corner for a long time without saying a word, quietly listening to what was happening inside. Two minutes later, Qinqin rushed out in her bathrobe and slippers: "Mom! What are you doing! You almost... I'm speechless!" (

This is a reference to a pornographic video. ) "I'm sorry

, I'm sorry..." her mother quickly apologized, "It was Yusi who called you, I didn't know you were there." "Then she's dead." Qinqin snatched the phone, pressed the redial button, and the call connected. "Hello, Auntie..." Before I could speak, I heard Qinqin's furious voice: "Xia Yusi! I'm warning you, if you just call to tell me you got a new hairstyle or bought a new dress, you're dead! I curse you to never have an orgasm. Because you pulled me back from the brink of climax thirty seconds before I did!" Do you know why I like being friends with Qinqin? Because when she's quiet, she's as serene as West Lake, but when she's angry, it's like: "The Indian Ocean tsunami..." I looked at Yangyang: "Luckily, our business is more important than skirts and hairstyles." *** *** *** Twenty minutes later, at Qinqin's house. The aunt made us tea and served us cookies, then disappeared to the study upstairs to read magazines. Qinqin was wearing a bathrobe that barely covered her breasts in the front and her buttocks in the back. She leaned back on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking at us arrogantly. I wasn't sure if I saw her... well, never mind. "You two newbies, want to try the pleasures of sex?" She looked at us one by one: "Are you Xia Yusi and Shu Yang?" Yangyang and I exchanged a glance: "Of course." "Hahaha, impossible! Because those two are the best behaved kids in the whole school, never late, never leaving early, never copying homework, never cheating on exams, and you don't even have boyfriends—do you know why your plans to lose your virginity are so difficult? Because you wasted the time other girls spend in the school's Coke bar in the library. While other girls are wearing tennis skirts and attracting the eyes of boys on the sports field, what are you doing? Going on Vicky? Or busy filling out applications for Ivy League schools? Girls. When it comes to losing your virginity, other girls spend three years planning and then put it into practice when they turn eighteen, while you, you only have three days, no plan, only a goal, blind, stupid, and you even ruined mine." She stood up, fiercely spreading her legs in front of me, letting me see her still dripping private parts: "An orgasm, an orgasm that makes you feel like you're in heaven. Now you want to experience it too, don't you?" Yangyang and I nodded like elementary school students. She, Qinqin, one of my best friends, said something that profoundly influenced my outlook on life, values, and the world: "Let it come." After saying that, she tossed her head, and a tall boy in a bathrobe came down from upstairs. Hmm, I didn't recognize him; he seemed to be on the school basketball team. But I was sure he was very strong. The basketball player came down, put his arm around Qinqin, and his hands naturally roamed over her body, making Yangyang and me blush and feel very uncomfortable. "Girls, if you want what you want, come and play with him." Qinqin spun him around in his arms and pushed him in front of us: "Yusi, Yangyang, let's get acquainted. This is Yang Sen. Yang Sen, they… well, they might only care about your abilities right now." I have to admit, Qinqin was quite ladylike when she chuckled. She leaned back on the leather sofa, smiling as the basketball player walked between us. In a flash, his long arms encircled us both. He sniffed between Yangyang and me, as if comparing whose scent was better. I don't know when it happened, but his hand, so rudely, landed on my chest. My body trembled violently, yet he still tried to slip his hand inside my collar. Oh no, too fast, too fast! This wasn't what I wanted. "Ding..." My phone rang. I struggled to speak: "I need to answer the phone." Then I ran to the side and pulled my phone out of my pocket. It was my mother. "Mom, what is it?" I stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase, hiding in a small corner. "Sisi," my mother's voice was incredibly gentle: "Your father is back. It's your eighteenth birthday. We wanted to ask you what gift you want." Oh, Mom, I love you so much. I covered my mouth, not knowing what to say. My mind was a jumbled mess, like a big lump of mush.

"Sisi," Mom called softly, "You want a dance, don't you? You can invite all your best friends. Or do you want something else?"

"Mom, I just want a dance." I was almost in tears. This had been my dream since I was sixteen, and I never dared to hope my mom would remember it. Now I knew, I was her most beloved treasure.

So, I needed to ask my mom for permission to be a bad girl.

"Mom…" I hesitated, unsure how to begin, "I…"

"Sisi, I've talked to your dad," Mom's voice was unusually gentle tonight. "We think you can have a boyfriend now. We'd be happy if you brought him home. You don't need to hide in the library or anywhere else. Also, if you two are being intimate, be careful."

My mom is the best mom in the world!

I really cried.

"Mom..." I frantically wiped away my tears. "I don't want a boyfriend yet. I don't want to grow up. I want to be your little darling forever."

"Silly child," my mother's voice seemed to choke with emotion. "You'll grow up eventually. You can go out and play whenever you want, and come home to sleep after 2 a.m. You can drink a little alcohol in moderation, but it's best not to smoke. Also, you're too young. It's best not to have children now. And..."

My nagging mother was back, but I loved listening to her nagging.

"I know, Mom..." I nodded. "I'll be home in a bit. I want to sleep in the same bed with you tonight."

"What about your father..."

"Let him sleep with his brothers." I wiped away my tears. "Tonight is our women's time."

"You're about to go from a girl to a woman." My mother was probably wiping away tears too. "I'll save a spot for you. See you tonight, my sweetheart."

"See you tonight, Mom."

I hung up the phone, wiped away my tears, and took a few deep breaths before coming out. However, the scene in the living room shocked me to my core. The basketball player had already pinned Yangyang down on the carpet, his thick, menacing penis slowly moving in and out of her tiny virgin hole. That wasn't so bad, but what was shocking was Qinqin, who was squatting behind them, filming with a DV camera!

How come I didn't know this girl worked as an AV director?!

Yangyang's face was a mixture of pain and sweetness; losing her virginity must have been incredibly painful. Curious, I squatted down beside her, examining his penis. It was about as thick as my thumb and middle finger together. How could it fit into Yangyang's tiny hole? It was terrifying!

He thrust very slowly, almost in slow motion. Of course, I figured this kind of person probably didn't know what gentleness meant. Yangyang was like a lump of clay under him, getting bruised and battered. This girl's body was so white; I was even jealous. But seeing her expression made me hesitate.

He had one hand on Yangyang's shoulder and the other pinching the freshly peeled penis. Yangyang had never let a boy see her private parts before, but today a boy was casually fondling them. It made me blush, and I even felt a little like I wanted him to fondle me too.

"Go take off your clothes," Qinqin pushed me. "Yangyang has already done it, don't go back on your word."

If I went back on my word now, how could I ever face Yangyang again? With a heavy heart, I reached out and unbuttoned all my clothes, then loosened my skirt, exposing myself to this boy I had just met, wearing only my underwear.

"Hehe, underwear girl," Qinqin pointed the camera at me. "Xia Yusi, you're seventeen this year. How many days until your eighteenth birthday?"

"Three days," I said, a little embarrassed.

"Three more days, and it will be her first time recording. When you see this video again when you're sixty, I hope your heart will still be filled with sweetness." Qinqin leaned in and kissed my ear, then pushed me into Mr. Basketball's arms. He slowly withdrew from Shuyang's body and pulled me to the side. Looking at his well-defined muscles, I knew my moment had arrived...

I buried my head in his chest and said in a voice that I could barely hear myself, "Please, please be gentle..."

He put me down on a single chair, one hand holding my medicine, lowering his head to kiss me, the other hand supporting my bottom, pulling down my last piece of clothing.

When his lips came, to be honest, I resisted a little. But his minty breath made me a little dizzy, and before I knew it, he had bitten my cherry lips, and I obediently stuck out my little tongue, letting him shamelessly search my mouth for sweet saliva.

"Mmm..." I didn't even realize when I had wrapped my arms around his neck, and my panties had been pulled down, hanging on my left leg. He kissed me while kneading my breasts. Even though there was still a bra in between, my nipples were already firm. The more he teased me, the more shy I became, but the more reluctant I was to separate from him. It was almost as if I was kissing him, not letting his tongue leave me, because I was afraid of seeing Shu Yang and Qin Qin over there. I knew they were definitely staring at me intently.

It was so embarrassing.

But what was even more embarrassing was yet to come. Soon, he unhooked my bra, and like Shu Yang before me, I was now completely naked in front of a man!

I kept my eyes tightly shut, afraid to look at anything, but I could clearly feel his hands roaming freely over my body. He started with my breasts, kneading them one after another, then brushed over my lower abdomen. Just as I instinctively tightened my legs to protect my privacy, he touched my knees.

As I slowly relaxed my guard, he slid back between my legs, roaming over my smooth thighs, caressing them casually. I don't know if my body was disobedient, or if his technique was too skillful, but I slowly loosened the protection of my knees, and he took the opportunity to suddenly clamp his legs between mine, pulling my legs apart and placing them on the armrests of the chair. This put me in a position directly facing him, and shamefully, I had my genitals, which I had never shown to a man before, wide open, exposed to his gaze.

"What a lovely little white tiger." Hearing his praise, I was overcome with shame and covered my face with my hands, but unconsciously spread my legs wider, as if this was my true desire.

His palm slid across my barren mons pubis, his fingers parting the protective labia to reveal my tender, secret paradise. I dared not look, nor even think about what he would do next, passively enduring, silently waiting for that thick, hard penis to enter and take away my hymen, which I had preserved for seventeen years and three hundred and sixty days.

His fingers rubbed against my genitals, making my whole body numb, itchy, and a little sore—an indescribable feeling, dizzy, as if I were about to ascend to heaven.

Suddenly, I felt something hard pressing against my genitals. Peeking through his fingers, I saw that he was ready to thrust his dark penis into my body. At that moment, I couldn't tell if it was anticipation or something else. Perhaps I shouldn't have been so sentimental this afternoon; I should have agreed to Auntie's request to let me and Shuwen… But now it seemed too late!

As I was lost in these thoughts, his penis began to slowly penetrate me. I bit my lip tightly, feeling as if my lower body was being torn apart, as if my whole body was being split in two by that penis. This pain was nothing short of torture. I twisted my body in agony, but it only made the pain worse. And he held my shoulders, pushing his thing even more firmly into my body.

Now I understand why Yangyang looked so pained. I wanted to tear him to pieces, but I couldn't because he was much stronger than me. His hands were on my shoulders, and I was powerless to resist. I could only let his thing slowly thrust in and out of my lower body.

"It's bleeding..." Qinqin squatted down with a digital video camera, filming intently. "Does it hurt? It'll be better next time. Yang Sen, be gentle."

I was so glad that my good friend was filming me when I lost my virginity, and even told the man on top of me to be gentle! I was so happy! I was so happy that tears streamed down my face. My

vagina, which had never had anything enter it before, was suddenly shoved into by a thick penis. All I felt at that moment was pain, a tearing pain, a penetrating pain, as if that place was going to rot, as if it was being cut off piece by piece with a dull knife—that was the kind of pain it was.

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