Female classmates in the dance department

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My name is Chen Buya, and I'm 20 years old. Looking at the girl lying in my arms, I felt a pang of emotion; life is unpredictable.
Her name is Qin Juan, and we were high school classmates. I pursued her a year ago, but failed.
I laid her flat on the bed, lifted her legs, and placed them on my shoulders. Looking at those two long, slender, snow-white legs, I couldn't help but stroke them back and forth, and then kissed them twice. Her long, snow-white legs aroused my fighting desire. I thrust my still-erect penis into her opening and closing vagina with a soft "squeak." Exhausted, Qin Juan couldn't make any noise, only humming softly.
She nodded obediently. "I know."
"Then why won't you allow me?"
She looked up at me. "Really?"
Qin Juan bit her lip, seemingly making a decision, and said, "Actually, I don't like him either. I'm just a girl who doesn't like men. I'm not sure how you feel about me. I'm just making a fuss. How could I know what you're thinking?"
"Ahem… well…" I thought about it, and it seemed to be true. The man
Qin Juan mentioned was named Jin Ennan. Back then, he was also pursuing Qin Juan. That bastard did absolutely nothing all day but wait for her outside our classroom. All the boys in our class were annoyed by him. Finally, one day, I and two other guys from our class pinned him down on the stairs and beat him up.
This fight gave me a chance to vent my anger, but it also ended up with Qin Juan in his arms. After that, I was like a defeated rooster, burying my head in my books. Meanwhile, the two of them were inseparable.
A year flew by, and we finished our first year of university.
My luggage had already been shipped home, and I easily boarded the bullet train home with a backpack. Just as I was looking for my seat with my train ticket, I saw someone. Qin Juan!
Holy crap! It's true what they say, enemies always run into each other. Qin Juan was staring blankly out the window at the passengers dragging their bags. I only glanced at her and knew she hadn't changed much; she still had those big eyes, that high nose, those delicate lips, and that V-shaped face that Korean actresses had surgically enhanced. She's beautiful, I've always thought so.
Then I looked at the seat, and there she was, right next to me.
Holy crap, can't she stop messing with me like this?! No way, we're classmates, I have to act magnanimously, otherwise it'll be embarrassing. So I quietly asked, "Hey, Qin Juan?"
The girl in the seat turned around in surprise, and when she saw me, she was seven parts surprised and three parts embarrassed. But she quickly recovered, "Ah, handsome, where are you sitting?"
I awkwardly pointed to the seat next to her, "Right here."
I rubbed her firm breasts through her clothes, and slowly, her nipples became very prominent and hard.
She seemed to freeze for a moment, then broke into an exaggerated smile and enthusiastically invited me to sit down. After sitting down, without exchanging a single word, the two of us tacitly pulled out our phones and started playing on our own.
I plugged in my earphones, listened to music, and started reading a novel. However, with a handsome guy I had once pursued but failed to win over sitting next to me, I found the novel, which I used to find interesting, utterly boring. I opened WeChat and aimlessly refreshed my Moments. Suddenly, a name popped up on the screen—Qin Juan. My heart inexplicably ached. But after thinking for a moment, I mocked myself, "What's with the sentimentality? She's not even an ex-girlfriend."
A while later, a picture appeared. It was a selfie of this girl.
I closed my eyes, and my... Her long, flowing black hair and silvery laughter appeared before me, along with her long, slender, and gleaming white legs. A quick glance revealed them—they were still dazzlingly white, unchanged.
Opening my eyes, I looked more closely at the status update. Wow, there's more to it than meets the eye. Her state of mind was something like this: "The worst thing about losing someone is having them so close, yet feeling as if they're a world away."
I'm not stupid; I know what that means. Such a blatant declaration—if I don't accept it, I'll be letting down the Party and the people. Just then, I heard in my earphones, "If you want my love, you'd better come..."
"Damn! People die and birds fly to the sky, but those who don't die live forever!" "Provincial arts school, studying dance." Qin Juan's face flushed.
I pressed on, steer the conversation to the point, "Oh, a dancer...hehe, where's your boyfriend?"
Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she only said a brief "we broke up.
" I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. "Go ahead, it's nothing."
For some reason, we were like a couple who had been together many times before, incredibly in sync. I placed my hand on her inner thigh, gently pulling it apart. She understood, parting her legs slightly. My hand traced down her slender, snow-white thigh, lifting her legs and spreading them into an M shape.
I feigned three parts embarrassment and seven parts regret. "I'm sorry..." "I don't know... What a pity, such a nice boy."
Qin Juan chuckled. "What are you pretending for? You even hit him. Now you're saying he's nice."
This time, I was truly embarrassed. "Ahem, back then, I was chasing after certain people, and that bastard was a rival in love, a class enemy. He had to be eliminated!" As I spoke, I adopted a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, as if to say, "Who else but me?
" The little girl was genuinely amused and laughed for a while. "And you, where's your girlfriend?"
I gave a wry smile. "Don't mention it. Ever since I was rejected by certain people, my luck with women has been terrible. Looks like I'll have to go to the temple to pray to Buddha sometime."
"Can a Bodhisattva protect you from this kind of thing? Turning you into a monk right away!"
"That's great, bro, I'll go to a nunnery and become a nun."
After chatting for a while, they both fell silent again. They tacitly pulled out their phones.
After a long while, they both suddenly raised their heads and said in unison, "How about..."
Qin Juan blushed and said, "You go first."
The little girl's face turned even redder,
and she buried her head in my chest, letting out a soft "Mmm" barely audible. Instantly, I felt the sky outside the car window was exceptionally blue, the air inside the car exceptionally fresh, today was a good day, everything I wished for would come true! I thought to myself, "I'm so happy!" On the bus, we each called home. She said she was staying at a classmate's house, and I immediately said I'd go home a couple more days later.
I took a cigarette from the bare bedside table and put it in my mouth, casually saying, "Back then, I really liked you." We
chatted the whole way, and my hands weren't entirely free, touching and caressing her here and there, especially since we were classmates. When we got off the bus, we acted like a couple who had been dating for a long time.
As soon as we entered the room, turned on the air conditioner, and put down my bag, I grabbed Qin Juan, ignoring her gasp, and pushed her onto the bed. (Careful) I gazed at her delicate face. Exquisite features adorned her perfectly oval face, and her large eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling as if from nervousness. Her beautiful teeth gently bit her warm lips, revealing a unique allure.
As I looked, I couldn't resist kissing her. Qin Juan's lips were moist and supple. After kissing for a while, I gently pried open her teeth with my tongue. Qin Juan's breathing became rapid, her arms tightly embracing me, her tongue almost frantically entwining with mine. Soon we were both sweating.
Today, Qin Juan wore a black off-the-shoulder lace short-sleeved top, almost half of which was made of transparent lace trim. A black strapless bra barely concealed her figure, exuding an alluring scent. She wore a black short skirt.
There wasn't much to do around here, and we were both carrying backpacks. We went to a familiar restaurant for a hearty dinner, then checked into a hotel.
I looked up at Qin Juan intently, somewhat incredulous; this was truly outrageous. She was also opening her eyes, and we just stared at each other. To confirm I wasn't dreaming, I kissed her lips forcefully, and Qin Juan responded passionately. We kissed passionately, our lips intertwined. She held me tightly against my back, stroking my back.
Unconsciously, my hand slipped inside her short skirt, lingering near the secret flower garden. Following the bulging mons pubis, I felt a small nipple and began to gently rub it. After a while, I moved to her vagina, teasing the entrance with my middle finger, rubbing her labia. Qin Juan had forgotten about kissing, her eyes closed, breathing heavily, her body twisting wildly.
Soon, she was overflowing with desire.
My right hand wasn't idle either, reaching for Qin Juan's breasts. The moment my hand touched them, I felt something was wrong—why were they so soft? Where was her bra?
I looked at Qin Juan, bewildered. "Where's the bra?"
She struggled to recall, blushing as she said, "Too much trouble, I didn't wear one. Like a tube top?"
Qin Juan's breasts weren't small, but they weren't overly large; one hand could barely encircle them. However, seemingly due to dedicated training, her breasts were particularly firm, unlike some AV actresses whose breasts, though large, resembled two lumps of rotten flesh hanging on their chests.
So, I hastily took off her lace short-sleeved top, and as soon as I pulled down the tube top, those two freed mounds of flesh sprang out. Goodness, they were really perky!
I lowered my head and sucked on each of those two nipples, even gently biting them, eliciting a soft moan from the little girl. I moved my tongue down, tracing Qin... Qin Juan's belly was firm. There was a slight excess of fat on her stomach, and I could vaguely feel the abdominal muscles she'd developed through exercise. Not the sharply defined kind, but just some faint muscle lines on the sides of her abdomen, giving her a healthy look.
I gently tugged at her skirt and pulled down her already soaked panties, revealing Qin Juan's most private area completely. I blew on it; sparse, soft pubic hair swayed in the breeze, revealing her pink labia, without any pigmentation, and drops of vaginal fluid that looked incredibly alluring.
I sniffed it; there was no smell, not even a fishy odor. I couldn't help but gently... I kissed her, and Qin Juan trembled again. I began to focus intently, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking. This tormented the little girl; she kept moaning "Mmm~~Mmm~~," and her whole body began to writhe, her hands pushing and pulling me.
By this time, my penis was rock hard, so I simply took off my clothes. Like a lion, I slowly climbed onto Qin Juan. Qin Juan closed her eyes, waiting for my favor.
I began to thrust rhythmically, and the little girl grabbed my arms, moaning with each thrust, her head swaying from side to side. At first, I thrust slowly. Gradually, I began to increase the speed. I increased the force of my thrusts, gradually speeding up. Qin Juan made sounds of "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah..." which grew louder and louder.
The girl's lower body was already soaking wet, but I didn't look, just following my instincts as I thrust my penis in and out. With the very first thrust, my penis instinctively caught the wetness of her vulva, and my hips arched. Qin Juan let out a soft "Ah!", her brows furrowing in a beautiful way. My penis felt a warm
, tight sensation. I asked, rather vulgarly, "How is it? Comfortable?"
Qin Juan seemed to nod involuntarily, "Mmm...mmm...ah...it's so comfortable...it's so comfortable!" …Ah!
This has always been the best reward for a man who has worked hard in the fields, so I thrust even harder, each time all the way in, making a loud slapping sound. “Is it comfortable?”
Qin Juan couldn’t finish her sentence. “Mmm…mmm…comfortable…comfortable.”
As she spoke, her head tilted to one side, and saliva uncontrollably dripped from her mouth. I put my finger in her mouth, and she began to suck my finger wildly.
After thrusting for 5 minutes, I stopped. I patted Qin Juan’s buttocks, signaling her to turn around. Qin Juan obediently turned over, and a white, plump buttocks swayed in front of me. Only then did I remember Qin Juan was a dancer, a Latin dancer, with a particularly pert bottom. My hand caressed her rounded buttocks, her U-shaped back, and then her firm breasts, squeezing them hard twice, eliciting a cry of pain from the beauty.
I mounted her, each thrust hitting her very hard. Qin Juan could barely support herself with her hands, but later she simply put her head on the bed, her white buttocks raised high, receiving the impact of my thrusts. I knelt behind Qin Juan, my penis pressing against her, and began to slowly thrust in and out, pulling completely out with each thrust, rubbing it against her anus, and then plunging it back in with a sudden, forceful thrust. This... I moved slowly and carefully, and each time I penetrated her vagina deeply, Qin Juan would let out a soft "Mmm~" sound, seemingly enjoying it. I stroked Qin Juan's firm breasts as I thrust in and out, enjoying myself immensely.
Gradually, I started to speed up, increasing the force, pushing my penis deeper into her vagina. Soon, the room was filled with loud slapping sounds again.
Qin Juan seemed to be having trouble taking it anymore, reaching behind her and pulling my hand, pleading, "No... ah... no... no... no more... ah..."
I didn't stop, intentionally asking, "What do you mean no more? Not enjoying it?"
"Where do you study?" I started a casual conversation.
Something's up, hehe. So I lovingly took Qin Juan's hand and shamelessly said, "How about we team up? You help me change my luck."
"Ah...ah...too...too good...too stimulating...I can't take it...ah...it's too much!" Qin Juan was already incoherent.
That was actually quite tiring, so I adjusted my position. I was kneeling on the bed, and I pulled Qin Juan's slender waist, pulling her buttocks back. She remained kneeling on the bed, leaning forward. After a couple of thrusts, I felt it wasn't enough. My hands started to move towards her lower abdomen, slowly helping her up. Like Guanyin sitting on a lotus, except this time I was behind Guanyin. Qin Juan, as expected of a Latin dancer, had a very perky butt. Her round buttocks pressed against my lower abdomen... The penis churned wildly inside her wet vagina.
Qin Juan's reason had been shattered by desire; her long hair was disheveled behind her head, and her waist twisted and turned in rhythm with my thrusts. I inhaled the sweet scent of her hair as I continued my wild, churning motion. My hands didn't stop either, kneading her breasts vigorously.
Suddenly, Qin Juan tensed up, her whole body trembling, her waist beginning to twist wildly and involuntarily. Her vagina also began to contract rhythmically and forcefully; I knew she had reached orgasm, so I held her tighter and thrust forward even harder. Qin Juan convulsed for a moment, then collapsed limply.
"How was it? Want more?" I asked Qin Juan, panting, a little tired.
Qin Juan was still savoring the moment and ignored me. I nudged her, and she lazily came to her senses, saying dreamily, "Mmm, so good."
"Then let's continue." I smiled wickedly.
Suddenly, a sound like farting came from our point of contact, *pfft pfft*~ Qin Juan covered her face with her hands in embarrassment.
A half-concealed face is the most alluring, and I immediately became aroused, grabbing Qin Juan's legs and thrusting wildly. My stomach and Qin Juan's thighs collided, each time producing a loud *smack*.
"Ah...uh...ah...uh...ah ah..." Qin Juan's voice was hoarse, her incoherent babbling like she was telling a tragic story. "Ah ah...husband...ah...I...can't take it anymore...ah...husband, hurry up!"
"Okay, almost done. Is my wife enjoying it?"
"Enjoyable...uh...uh...enjoyable..."
I lowered Qin Juan's legs, naturally forming an M shape. I lay on top of her, like doing push-ups, supporting myself with both hands to achieve the maximum thrusting range. The moment my pubic bones collided powerfully, I felt like I was about to penetrate her uterus. So good! Thud! Thud! Thud! Rapid thrusting, each time plunging deep and resounding, all the way to her G-spot. I couldn't help but drool. Some of the saliva dripped into Qin Juan's hoarse mouth, some onto her face.
What a lewd scene! I thought I was about to climax!
I pressed my entire body against Qin Juan, tightly holding her head, and made my final thrust. Qin Juan began to involuntarily twist her waist again, her legs tightly clamping my waist, and she screamed loudly, "Ah~ ah... ah!" With Qin Juan's spasms, I thrust again and ejaculated my millions of semen into her honey hole.

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