(Repost) My High School Life 7

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(Reprinted) My High School Life (7) My Girlfriend's Friend's Birthday KTV (Part 1) Author: Hou Longzexiu

What did I just do! I actually forced myself on Wei Rong in front of Yan Xuan.

Recalling Wei Rong's expressionless profile just now, I was so worried that my rough actions just now might
have caused her a lot of harm. Although I don't know why she was willing to let me "push" her in the first place, I could
definitely feel the strength of her struggle at the end, and I impulsively ignored her resistance and
seemed to have ejaculated inside her.

Maybe she just listened to those girls' nonsense and thought it was better for the boy to move on the bottom, but
who knew I would do this to her. She was so good to me and trusted me so much, and I actually
transferred my pain to her because of the harm that Yan Xuan and the others had done to me.

I sat in my seat for a long time, and after calming down, I realized that I should go find Wei Rong first. I
waited for a
while in the girls' restroom on that floor , but she didn't come out. I figured she must have gone back to her classroom, so I dragged my weak steps and followed the crowd back to the classroom building.

Suddenly, at the corner of the stairwell, I caught a glimpse of Yanxuan slowly climbing the stairs
. She was holding onto the handrail, her long hair swaying with her body. Just now, in the audiovisual classroom, her body and long hair had been
swaying like that when he pushed her from below.

I remembered the dazed look in her eyes when she turned back to look at me earlier. What did that mean?

Could it be that he had really enjoyed it, and now she couldn't even stand up straight?

How many good things have you done with him lately?

Thinking about it, a surge of anger ignited within me again. I rushed forward, ignoring
the other girls in the class nearby, and grabbed her wrist, saying,

"Come up with me!"

I pulled her hand all the way to the rooftop, to our secret meeting spot.

"What...what were you doing with him in the audiovisual classroom?!" I gasped, agitated.

"No...no, it was just...the actions between chair partners." Her head was lowered as low as it could go.

"Between chair partners..." I was so angry I couldn't finish the sentence.

"You...you're the same as her." She suddenly raised her head slightly and replied, then lowered her head again, looking at
her index fingers clasped together, as if suppressing something.

"I...it's because I saw you two..." I only realized halfway through my sentence that I had admitted to doing
the same thing, which was completely untenable. We were silent for a long time.

"If he really wants something, you can refuse him." I broke the silence first.

"I...I did..." She said, her head lowered, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she had endless
grievances about to overflow.

"Wen...I..." She suddenly reached out a hand, as if to grab me, but I reflexively
took a step back.

Her tears kept falling. If it were me normally, I would have held her tightly, how could I
let her stand there and keep crying.

But my mind was a complete mess. The audiovisual classroom, her desk in her room, the self-study period after school—
why was she hiding this from me? Why was she deceiving me?

In a fit of anger, I blurted out,

"I saw everything! The things that happened in the classroom, and your self-study after school—I saw
it all!!!" "Lü Yanxuan! How could you become like this?!"

I yelled, then turned and ran downstairs without looking back, leaving only the sound of sobbing behind me.

Back in the hallway, I realized the last class had already started. I didn't even bother going back for my bag; I went
straight to the side gate of the school and climbed over the lowest section of the wall. Although I didn't like studying, I'd never
skipped class like this before. My mind was a complete mess; I didn't want to think about anything.

On the bus home, I put on my headphones and finally calmed down to think about what had just happened.

I regretted it so much. Knowing that confronting her in the heat of the moment would only make things worse, and that I
'd even told her everything I'd seen, would only make things more painful for her. The thought of her tears suddenly broke my heart. We'd been dating　　for
over six months and had never argued once,
let alone yelled at
her 　　like that 　　. I never imagined this first time might be the last. Were we still 　　boyfriend and girlfriend? ********** ... When she sat down on me , I saw that she was still cold and expressionless, and today she was sitting particularly close to the front, her entire upper body pressed against the desk. 　　"Weirong, yesterday... I'm sorry..." I didn't dare to get too close, and said from behind her at a distance. 　　"Why didn't you come back to the classroom yesterday?" I didn't expect her response to be like this. 　　"I'm sorry." 　　"You didn't even come back to get your bag, didn't you know people would worry?" 　　She didn't seem angry at my rude treatment yesterday? Instead, she was still concerned about me!? 　　"You!... I'm sorry. And yesterday... yesterday in the audiovisual classroom..." Before I could finish speaking, she seemed not to want to hear it, and leaned forward onto the desk. 　　"Don't tell me, I don't remember yesterday..." 　　"I'm sorry... I..." I couldn't help but lean forward, and before I could finish speaking in her ear, 　　"You were so scary yesterday. You seemed like a different person..." Her expression was so aggrieved. 　　"I'm sorry, I... I won't do it again next time." 　　She didn't respond to me anymore. 　　But from the side, I saw her lips were slightly pouting, and she really didn't seem to care about what happened yesterday. Although I didn't know why she was willing to forgive me, it at least lessened my guilt considerably. Only then did I let go.

My heart aches. If yesterday's impulsive act caused her to break off with me, and if I lost her too, 　　I would truly 　　have no 　　one left to
rely on. ****************

... 　　But so what? I don't care about her anymore. What they do is none of my business! 　　Lately, in class, I avoid looking at the students diagonally in front of me, trying to focus my attention on Wei Rong in front of me and her copied notes. 　　But because I didn't sleep well all night, I felt groggy all morning. And to make matters worse, the third period was my least favorite geography class. Listening to Teacher Xu's thick accent, reading the textbook content in a flat tone, I felt I couldn't help but rest my chin on Wei Rong's shoulder and close my eyes to rest. 　　Suddenly, I heard the voice of math teacher Zhong Kui: 　　"Several students did very poorly on this quiz. I'll call out names, so come up to the front and receive punishment." 　　"Xiao Huijuan, Liao Yaxin, Wu Wei Rong, Ying Mengzhen… and Lü Yanxuan, come up immediately." 　　Yanxuan, who usually does very well in her studies, was even called up for punishment—this was the first time I'd ever seen it. I sat alone at the back of the classroom, and couldn't help but worry about them. 　　I noticed a row of tables had been set up on the platform, and seven or eight female students had been called up, each standing behind one of the tables. 　　"You girls, running around the track is useless now. Today I'm going to use a harsher punishment to see if you dare to be unserious again. All 　　of you, get down on your knees!" Seriously? They're already high school students, and they're going to get spanked, and in front of everyone, they're being spanked with their butts out. That's too much for girls! 　　"Who are their chair partners? Come up here now, you'll carry out the punishment." 　　Teacher, weren't we supposed to be spanking? What's going on here? 　　I saw their chair partners come up and stand behind the girls. Once they were in position, I noticed that behind Wei Rong was Zhan Shaoxun, the one He was a slightly chubby, somewhat goofy boy. Then it dawned on me—I was Wei Rong's chair partner! But it was too late to go up. 　　"Alright, everyone's in position. Now, let's begin the punishment!" At the teacher's command, I saw the boys in the back row starting to unzip their pants, seemingly pulling something out, though it was obscured by the girls' bodies . These actions caused a commotion in the class. 　　"Don't make a sound. Look carefully. If you don't study, this is what will happen." 　　The boys had already started touching the girls' bodies. I saw Wei Rong's skirt being lifted forward. Although I couldn't see behind her because of the angle, I knew from Zhan Shaoxun's posture that he was touching Wei Rong's buttocks through her underwear. Her eyes were tightly closed, as if she were terrified. 　　"Teacher, this is too much! How can you let a girl be 'do' to other boys in public?" I heard Tingyu, one of Wei Rong's friends, bravely speak up. 　　"Okay, otherwise, if any of you have boyfriends here, admit it now and come up, and I'll let you switch." 　　The teacher said, but the male students, like hungry ghosts, didn't stop. Through the gap under saw that some female students' underwear had already been pulled down and were hanging between their knees. 　　Looking towards Yanxuan, I saw that He Yumin was doing just that. He put his hands on both sides of Yanxuan's buttocks and pulled her underwear down past her knees. Her underwear didn't get stuck there; it just fell down and covered her ankles. I saw that the crotch was already wet. 　　Yanxuan's eyes were tightly closed, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she was preparing to endure all of this. 　　" 　　Three seconds countdown, if no one comes up, we'll start, three, two, one..." 　　I 　　then realized and turned my gaze to Weirong. I found her looking at me, her brows furrowed, her expression very frightened . 　　"Ah 　　... "~~~~~" I shouted in my heart. 　　But... it was too late. After the teacher finished counting down, screams of agony erupted from the girls on the stage. I saw Wei Rong's eyes tightly closed, her lips pressed together. 　　Her body was trembling! 　　She was being swayed back and forth by the fat guy behind her. I saw that guy holding Wei Rong's waist, his mouth wide open, seemingly enjoying it. 　　Scanning from left to right, some female classmates covered their faces, while others, like Yan Xuan, had their eyes tightly closed and heads bowed ; only Meng Zhen looked the most lewd, her small mouth slightly open, and she would open her eyes at the moment of penetration, looking at the audience with seductive eyes. 　　These girls were almost all the most beautiful girls in the class. Although their expressions and screams were different, their bodies were all shaking from being fucked, and the tables they were supporting were creaking. 　　Seeing such a stimulating scene, the male student sitting alone next to him had already unbuckled his belt, pulled out his penis, and started masturbating; while many of the couples sitting in the back also began to make moves, the boys secretly thrusting their lower bodies, making the girls sitting on them sway up and down. 　　The entire classroom was filled with a lewd smell. But the teacher seemed oblivious, as if this was exactly what he wanted to see. 　　"Oh~~ um~~ no~ gentler~~~" 　　"Ugh~ um~~ like this... so deep..." 　　"Ah~~ I can't take it... this isn't right... it feels so good..." Some of the girls had already succumbed, unable to withstand the thrusting of the penis from behind, and began to moan lewdly.

I looked at Wei Rong. Although the force of the impact from behind was intense, she kept her eyes closed, head down, and lips
tightly pressed together. I saw her gripping the corner of the table with one hand, while the other hand flailing helplessly across the table, as if
trying to grasp something.

She must be suffering terribly.

Ignoring the teacher and the other students, I rushed to the front of the class. When I reached her desk, I heard a

series of loud "slaps, slaps, slaps, slaps..." from the fat man behind her. Because of his larger frame, each powerful thrust
produced a loud thud against Wei Rong's buttocks. I couldn't imagine
how the frail Wei Rong could withstand such force.

I quickly stepped forward and grasped her small, helplessly flailing hand. After grabbing my hand, she held it
tightly, especially with each penetration, squeezing it forcefully.

"You...how could you..."
"Don't look at me..."
"Please...no, don't look..."

She slightly opened her eyes, saw it was me, and, enduring the impact from behind, managed to say each word with difficulty.

"Weirong, don't be afraid, I'm here." I held her trembling little hand tightly.

"Ah~ Hiss~~ So good, I can't take it anymore~~~" The fat man let out a low growl and suddenly began to accelerate.

"Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap..." The sound of flesh colliding was incessant under his thrusts, each one
as intense as if stabbing at the heart.

"Ugh, ugh~~" Weirong was impacted, and she covered her mouth tightly with one hand, letting out a whimpering sound.

She held my hand, so tightly, and seeing her pained expression, I felt just as bad.
The fat man behind her gave one last powerful thrust, his abdomen pressed tightly against her buttocks, sticking to her firmly and not moving.

"Mmm~~~" She let out a soft moan from her nose, her body convulsing. She...was penetrated?

My palms were sweating, and the hand holding hers was sticky and wet. And it wasn't just my hand; my
whole was soaked, as if...as if I were in water...

Suddenly, I woke up in the water. Where was I?

It seemed to be the deepest part of the school swimming pool. I realized my feet couldn't touch the bottom, and although I'm usually a strong swimmer
, I tried to swim to the shore, but I found myself completely powerless, and both banks were incredibly far away. I
bobbed and struggled, swallowing mouthfuls of water.

Just as I was about to sink, there was a splash beside me. Someone threw a lifebuoy next to me.

"Xu Jianwen, get up quickly!" a girl shouted from the shore.

I clung tightly to the lifebuoy.

"Get up quickly..." that voice kept echoing in my ears.

**********

...

"No need, thank you." 　　"You've been acting really strange lately!" She said and ran off. 　　Ever since I yelled at Yanxuan on the rooftop and we had that falling out, I've been tossing and turning for the past few nights, barely sleeping at all. Alone in my room at night, my mind keeps racing, trying to figure out how things got to this point. I know I was partly to blame, but why did she do those things? Why did she treat me like that? Those thoughts just wouldn't stop. 　　It seems like only when I secretly hug Weirong's waist during class can I temporarily forget these worries and pains . I like to rest my forehead on her back, close my eyes, and rest. She always gives me such a warm feeling. ********** 　　...　　　　　　　　　　　　I couldn't help but glance back. Mengzhen's eyes were closed, her head bowed, her lips slightly parted as if she were breathing, while the pervert rested his face on her right shoulder. Thankfully, they probably hadn't noticed me peeking. From my perspective, I could only see their hands moving rhythmically under the table. 　　I knew it was immoral to spy on others, but I couldn't suppress my curiosity and really wanted to know what they were doing under the table. I turned back and continued to lean against Weirong's back, pretending to be asleep. I quietly took out my phone, turned on the mirror , and held it under the chair at a low angle to take a picture. I thought my phone's high-sensitivity camera lens should be able to see the dark movements under the table. 　　What I saw on the screen shocked me. Mengzhen's legs were spread wide open and draped over the pervert's legs, her skirt slightly lifted, her panties pulled to the side, and a hand was fiddling with her wet vulva. I couldn't even see the index finger of that hand; it was probably already completely inserted. 　　In front of the vagina was a small but dark, thick penis, with a fair, delicate hand on it.

She was stroking it. I saw her hand suddenly stop, raise it to take something, then return to continue stroking.
Her small hand seemed to be glistening with liquid, and after a few strokes, it had made my entire black penis shiny and oily
.

She was even using saliva to lubricate it.

"Mmm...mmm...uh..."

Her panting reached my ears; I wonder if Wei Rong heard it. Even if she didn't, she probably
felt my penis was throbbing again, because she started shifting her hips restlessly; the
angle might have been uncomfortable for her.

Seeing such a stimulating scene, my lust was overwhelming, and I began to hesitate about whether to do it again like last time.
But before I could even make a move, I just shifted my buttocks slightly to prevent my penis from being so snugly pressed against Wei Rong's genitals.
Unexpectedly, she pinched my leg hard and gestured for me to look at what was written in her notebook:

"Pervert!" "Not here! What if the people behind see us?"

She also shifted her buttocks, sitting forward slightly, spreading our genitals wider, so the head of my penis
could only touch the cleft of her buttocks.

Wait, she just wrote, "Not here..." Does that mean it's okay somewhere else? I
couldn't help wonder if, besides me, she had been touched by that fat guy or someone else she'd sat with. I really wanted to ask
her that, but I felt it was a stupid question. (As it turned out, it was indeed a stupid
question I asked herself; I later half-jokingly asked her, and she ignored me all day afterward. Apparently, misunderstanding her was what really made
her angry.)

Seeing that there was no hope, I could only continue observing the group behind me on my phone. I saw that both of their hands were wet
, and the love juice flowing from her vulva trickled down to the base of his penis, which
was pressing against her vagina, even glistening with it.

Suddenly they stopped. I zoomed in and saw the pervert seem to whisper something in her ear.
She nodded slightly, then opened her eyes and cautiously glanced around. I quickly pulled my phone back; thankfully, she hadn't
noticed.

Their sounds were silent for a few seconds, and I didn't dare film anymore, but then I suddenly heard:

"Oh... um..." This time she let out a louder moan, then slowly exhaled a large breath.

What had they just done?! I couldn't resist and stretched my phone out to film again, only to see a dark
penis , the tip already gone, inside her vagina.

They were doing it in class, and Meng Zhen didn't seem to be a virgin anymore.

As her lower body throbbed, I saw the dark penis thrusting in and out of her fair vulva. Each time
it emerged, a little white, viscous fluid clung to it, standing out starkly against the black shaft.

Through the screen, I could see her labia minora inside her vagina, constantly being pushed in and pulled out with
each thrust , the two tender, reddish lips glistening with lubrication.

This went on for about five minutes before he suddenly sped up.

"Ahhhhhh…"

she cried out, and the boy to my right heard it and turned to look. I quickly
put my phone away and turned too.

I saw her covering her mouth with one hand, her made-up eyes squinting at us, her cheeks flushed, her body
still convulsing. She quickly lowered her head, and I, not wanting to stare any longer, silently
turned away. They actually had an orgasm and ejaculated inside each other in class—this was truly outrageous.

After class, I sneaked into the toilet stall when no one was looking. The auditory and visual
stimulation I'd just experienced had made my penis incredibly swollen and wouldn't go down. I was still considering whether to take care of it myself when I
heard two boys enter the toilet.

"Damn~ that was so good!" said the perverted Wu Yongxing.

"Damn, aren't you guys exaggerating? Everyone in front of you heard that." The one who replied was
Lin Zhengcheng, who sat to their right. Lin Zhengcheng was Meng Zhen's other chair partner,
one of her "two husbands." Both the pervert and I were considered tall in the class, but neither of us could compare to this guy. He was
the second , but the other tall guy definitely wasn't as strong as him. I remember he was a member of the track and field club.

"Ugh, it's only fun when people hear it. You have no idea how much she was gushing down there." This pervert
was shamelessly bragging.

"Damn it, you're the one having fun! I'm already full just listening to you talk about it."

"Hey, don't say that, I still asked her to help you get it done." Meng Zhen, she actually
had sex with another one too, what's wrong with this girl!?

"Damn it, the level of pleasure is still different, okay?" Lin Zhengcheng was still complaining unsatisfiedly.

"Okay, don't say I don't take care of my brothers, we're going to sing karaoke tomorrow, do you want to come along?"

"Our club has to practice tomorrow, and if I go see what you guys are doing over there, you can only
masturbate by yourself."

"Damn, you don't want to, I asked her to find a girl to come along."

"Who?" Lin Zhengcheng asked curiously.

"It's that Lü Yanxuan."

"Damn, she's gorgeous! Damn, if I could sleep with a girl like that, it would be so awesome.
I'm going to ask for leave from the club office after class tomorrow. You guys go first, then leave me a message."

"Damn, you're so realistic. And let me tell you, I'm prepared this time..."

As they left, their voices faded into the bathroom. I hid in the stall, listening with growing
concern for Yanxuan. Would she really go?

End of Chapter Seven

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