My relationship with the girl upstairs

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She's a junior high school student living near my house, and a recent neighbor. She lives on the top floor, just above me. In recent years, children have grown and developed so well; at only a third-year junior high student, she's already a beautiful young woman. She always wears her long hair in a ponytail, making her very white neck clearly visible. Every evening when I come home, I always see her sitting near the stairwell, and I know she's forgotten her keys again. I look at her and ask, "Aren't your parents home?" She looks at me shyly, smiles, and nods. Her smile is so cute, always giving off a sweet feeling. I take out my keys, open the door, and let her wait at the stairwell of the apartment building. She obediently goes inside. So, with five days of classes a week, she would forget her keys three times out of ten. Plus, her parents were both out working and didn't get home until very late, so she often had to wait out in the cold until they returned. Sometimes I would bring her something to eat. "Here, have some." "Thank you!" "Won't you get bored all by yourself?!" "It's alright!" she would say with a helpless smile. Even so, she was very easygoing, not shy at all, and very approachable. That's how we gradually got to know each other. When she entered high school, she attended a prestigious girls' school. She was still the same as before, forgetting her key three out of five days. One day, I came home early because I had nothing to do and found her sitting alone outside again… “Forgot your key again?!” She nodded to me habitually, and I habitually let her into the apartment building. She went upstairs first, and as soon as I closed the door, I turned around and looked up to admire the view under her skirt. The high school girls' uniform always gave people a different feeling, and with her increased maturity, she was even more beautiful and charming. Suddenly, I felt a desire to take advantage of her. After I got home, I put down my tools and sat on the sofa to rest with my eyes closed. But my mind was filled with her sweet image, and the sight of her charming figure in her school uniform only made me more captivated and unable to control myself. I got up, opened the door, and slowly walked upstairs. When I arrived at her door, I found her sitting on the stairs, leaning against the railing. She must have been tired after a long day of classes. She was taking a nap, her schoolbag resting on her thighs. Seeing that she didn't notice me coming up to her, and not wanting to wake her, I slowly approached her and quietly sat down beside her. Now I was so close to her, and I realized she was truly a beauty. Her face was fair and delicate, her lips slightly thin and rosy, and she had captivating eyes that made you fall in love even with them closed. I was already drawn to her, and without realizing it, I gradually moved closer to her face. Finally, I lightly pecked her lips, and finding she didn't wake up, I deepened the kiss. Suddenly, a small force of resistance pushed me away. She looked at me with some resistance and fear. "What are you going to do to me?!" I noticed her fear and tried to comfort her, saying, "It's okay, I just couldn't help myself to you, and I was afraid you'd be bored by yourself, so I wanted to keep you company." "I'm still young, don't do such things to me, otherwise, I'll tell my dad." I could sense her disgust at my actions, and she even said she would sue her father. Living in the same apartment building, I was sure I would soon be considered a pervert and reported. I felt a surge of courage to go all the way. If I was going to do it, I might as well go all the way. I scoffed, "Really?!" As I was speaking, my hand had already quickly reached under her skirt, rubbing her vulva through her panties. She cried out in alarm, "No! No!" She tried to cover me with her schoolbag, attempting to block my advances. I found her naiveté laughable, and with my other hand, I grabbed the schoolbag from her hand and shoved it behind her back. Realizing I had taken her "weapon," she kicked me, trying to stop me and make me end my assault. Despite being kicked several times, I easily grabbed her slender thighs and spread them apart, revealing her white underwear, which only fueled my desire to ravage her. I moved my body between her legs, and she arched her back, trying to pull her thighs in to resist again. Seeing this, I pressed my entire body against her, my body pressed against her legs pressed together. I used my left shoulder to hold her down by bracing her right thigh. Although her other leg was free to move, it was useless against me; she could only kick my back incessantly. My hand slipped under her skirt and caressed her genitals, while my other hand rubbed her erect breasts. She whimpered, "No... help!... help..." Seeing that her cries were getting louder, I was afraid she would disturb the other people living in the apartment, so I covered her mouth with mine to silence her.
When my fingers felt the moisture emanating from her private parts, my heart could no longer restrain its invasion of her. I unzipped my pants, letting my long-erect penis peek out, and straightened her body, spreading her thighs outwards to put her in a half-sitting position. Her feet were on the same step as her buttocks, while I knelt down one step below her, and pried open her panties above her vaginal opening. My glans was close to her vaginal opening, and everything was in position. She was sobbing helplessly when she suddenly noticed my penis directly in front of her vaginal opening. She became even more anxious and tried to push me away with her hands, her thighs, which were originally spread outwards, rapidly retracting inwards. Seeing that the door she had left wide open was about to close, I disregarded her pain and sorrow. My glans was already pressed against her entrance, and I thrust directly into her vagina. No matter how hard she tried to cover her vagina, she couldn't keep up with the speed of my penetration, and she immediately cried out, "Ah!... Ouch... It hurts..." Afraid that her voice would reach the heavens and disturb all the residents of the apartment, I covered her mouth with my right hand and pushed her thighs together to her chest with my left hand, while continuing to thrust forward. Her virgin vagina was so tight that I realized my previous thrusting hadn't been able to fully penetrate her passage. In addition, because she didn't want to be violated, she pulled her thighs inward, making her vagina even tighter. In order to break through the high school girl's hymen, I didn't care about anything else. I covered her mouth with my own to prevent her from screaming, and grabbed her legs with both hands, forcefully spreading them apart. At this point, her vaginal opening was wide open, and my penis penetrated a little deeper, but it hadn't truly entered yet. I had no choice but to desperately push down on the remaining part. She was in excruciating pain and began to wail loudly, begging me for mercy. She pleaded, "Please let me go! I promise you won't tell my parents, okay?!" I didn't care about any of that. I continued to press down, my right hand reaching for her buttocks, forcefully slamming into the direction of my penis. Finally, I broke through her hymen, and at that moment, her whole body trembled violently. I knew she wanted to scream, but my mouth stopped her, and she could only remain silent during my deep kisses. Her vagina, which had just broken through her hymen, was surprisingly tight, making it difficult to pull out. But heaven is merciful, and in order to bring her to the peak of pleasure, I continued to thrust as deep as possible, twisting my body and continuing to forcefully penetrate. After several dozen thrusts and a few more, it became increasingly easier to push against her. With her vagina constantly overflowing with moist love fluid, which I observed was stained with the bright red of her first time, and I could smell her virginity. My penis hardened further, continuing its relentless assault on her vaginal opening. With each thrust, her back would lean against her backpack, which significantly reduced the impact of my thrusts. I'm sure she understood my concern for her. Her vagina, initially slightly dry, had become incredibly wet, a testament to the power of my thrusts. She was a perfect high school girl, and I had forcibly taken her virginity. While I undoubtedly enjoyed it, I still felt guilty towards her, so I tried to compensate by providing the best possible service. At the final moment, I realized I was about to ejaculate, so I ignored her cries and parted her mouth with my hands, wrapping my arms around her waist. At this point, I noticed she stopped making noises and started moaning. I moved her backpack to her waist, positioning her near the right angle of the steps, and lifted her thighs onto my waist, crossing and securing them. With one hand around her waist and the backpack, and the other around the back of her head, I poured all my strength into her vagina, thrusting rapidly and forcefully. I noticed her moans getting louder and louder, but I didn't stop her because I loved hearing her moan like that. Finally, I ejaculated all my white fluid into her uterus. She instinctively hugged me tightly, and as I thrust in, I pressed down on her full buttocks to allow my penis to penetrate deeper into her vagina. Although I had ejaculated, I didn't pull out, continuing to linger inside her warm, moist vagina, applying pressure to ensure all the semen was released. Satisfied, I whispered in her ear, "Was it good?" She didn't answer directly, only looking at my face with moist eyes, while my penis gradually shrank inside her vagina. "Should I tell your father?" she still didn't give me a definite answer. I pulled my penis out of her vagina, and it instantly softened, covered in her red vaginal fluid. Seeing the continuous flow of red fluid around her vaginal opening, I realized I had hurt her. I bent down and licked her injured vagina with my tongue, swallowing all the red fluid. After a while, I finally finished. Seeing her dejected expression, I hugged her, letting her head rest on my shoulder and her back against my chest. I gently traced circles around the opening of her vagina with my fingers, and she closed her eyes and began to moan. To soothe her, I increased the speed of the circles and inserted my fingers inside her vagina, making her climax once more. Finally, she arched her back and let out a cold snort. Only then did I stop caressing her vaginal opening, my fingers merely inserted without thrusting. After a while, seeing her satisfied, I separated. I put her underwear and skirt away and held her close, softly asking in her ear, "Do you still want to tell your father?!" She finally shook her head shyly, smiled at me, and said, "No, I won't." Hearing this, I hugged her even tighter and kissed her on the lips, saying, "From now on, I won't make you wait alone at the door anymore. I'll stay with you until your parents get home." "Mmm!" She finally showed her sweet smile. After that, our relationship was very special. Sometimes she would come to my house, but our relationship remained a secret.

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