9. Summer school students sneak into girls' dormitory

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During the summer vacation, I also attended a city-wide tutoring class for middle school students preparing for academic competitions. One or two hundred people stayed and studied together for twenty days, with each teacher explaining a competition question from morning to night.

The hottest weather made me feel restless and irritable, which affected my ability to concentrate on listening to lectures and studying.

My attention was constantly drawn to the girls. Perhaps it was because it was summer, or perhaps the girls in the city were more fashionable, dressed much more stylishly and sexily than the girls I usually saw. Some of the girls did have really great figures; their thin, tight-fitting clothes accentuated their curves, making them incredibly alluring. To be honest, I spent half of my free time during the day being attracted to several girls. Of course, I only paid attention secretly; my classmates and teachers didn't notice anything unusual about me.

Evenings are usually for self-study, which is relatively flexible. You can study in the classroom, at your accommodation, or not at all. We boys share a dormitory-style room in a large classroom.

After evening self-study, the night gradually deepened. My classmates and teachers slowly began to go to sleep. I kept seeing the images of those girls in front of my eyes, and I just couldn't fall asleep. My old problem started growing uncontrollably again. I patiently endured it until my classmates and teachers were all asleep. Then, I pretended to be feeling unwell from the heat and got up to "take a walk" on the playground.

As I walked across the playground, I kept an eye on my surroundings, especially the girls' dormitory building at the east end. There seemed to be no one around, so I pretended to take a stroll and deliberately walked to the front of the dormitory building. Under the bright lights, the large iron gate of the dormitory building was actually open! But I didn't dare step under the lights, much less rush into the dormitory building. I just hid at a distance, observing the situation.

One evening, as I was conducting my routine observation, a girl emerged from the dormitory entrance under the lights and jogged towards the toilets in the middle of the playground. I quickly hid in the shadows. She went into the toilet, then came out a while later and slowly walked back to the dormitory under the lights. I couldn't help but feel remorseful, my mind racing with thoughts of what I should have done. If I hadn't hidden, but instead rushed into the toilet before her, or even boldly hid in the girls' toilet, or waited for her to go in before I followed, I could have easily… In the dead of night, with a young girl like her, I could have… These thoughts, which I wouldn't dare to consider during the day, swirled uncontrollably in my mind, and as I thought about them, my penis naturally became erect. I became even more restless. The girls' dormitory under the lights was incredibly alluring. An adventurous thought grew uncontrollably within me. But I still didn't dare to go in under the lights; instead, I approached the dormitory building hesitantly, carefully observing the surroundings.

I noticed a ditch running between the dormitory building and the toilet wall; beyond that, I likely reached the school wall. Outside the wall were residential walls. On the right side of the ditch, near the dormitory building, were the windows of the girls' dormitory. Lights shone through many of these windows, making the ditch itself dimly lit. Lured by the window lights, I steeled myself and rushed into the ditch, cautiously peering through the gap between the walls.

When I reached the window illuminated by the light, I stopped and listened quietly for any sounds coming from inside. It was very quiet. So I cautiously peeked in little by little to observe the situation inside. The windows were glass, and all were wide open for ventilation. The window frames on the first floor were fitted with iron bars. It was impossible for a person to climb in, but my gaze could still get a fairly clear view of the room.

The room had four bunk beds, all occupied by girls! My heart leaped into my throat, and I quickly retreated into the darkness to calm my breathing. After carefully observing my surroundings once more and confirming that nothing seemed amiss, I peeked out, halfway up my head, to observe the room. Most of the beds were occupied, except for the upper bunk of the bed closest to the window, which was empty. If someone were sleeping on the upper bunk by the window, I could easily reach them. The empty upper bunk also made it convenient for me to peek freely; the other beds, due to their relative visibility, didn't allow for immediate observation of me.

Summer nights are sweltering. The student dorms don't have fans, so most girls don't cover themselves properly while sleeping, or only cover themselves a little, with many exposing their arms and legs. This was the first time I'd ever truly seen girls sleeping like this. I never knew girls could sleep so uninhibitedly. One girl was only wearing a bra and panties; she wasn't wearing anything else and had no blankets. She was sleeping on her back, head turned inwards, legs spread wide, directly facing the window. Her red panties constricted her lower abdomen and genitals, creating a bright inverted triangle shape—a striking visual impact that made my blood boil. If she were alone inside, I might really have broken in through the window.

After admiring the sleeping beauties in the first window, I sneaked to the inner window to admire the sleeping beauties in the dormitory. There weren't as many girls in the inner room as in the first one, and the sleeping beauties weren't as striking as those in the outer room. I quickly returned to continue admiring the almost naked bodies of the girls sleeping in their unrestrained postures. Eventually, I became afraid—afraid someone would corner me in this corridor, afraid my classmates or teachers would discover I'd "disappeared in the middle of the night," afraid I'd lose control and do something foolish, afraid dawn would break quickly. I quickly slipped out, went back to the classroom, and quietly went to sleep.

The next day was naturally a day of lethargy. Aside from the fashionable and brightly dressed girls who caught my attention, I felt listless and unmotivated. I was completely absorbed in the company of these stylish and vibrant young women.

I crept into the corridor above the girls' dormitory window, spying on the girls' sleeping beauty. Although I had sneaked into the girls' dormitory at my own school many times before, I had never seen the girls sleeping almost naked under the lights like this before. My voyeuristic life had completely entered a new realm.

Human desires are never satisfied. I longed to reach a higher realm; how wonderful it would be if I could enter the house! I felt a strong hatred for the iron bars on the windows. I noticed that none of the windows on the second floor had bars, and several of them were open. "Climbing to the second floor"—that must have been a moment of impulsiveness. I decided to climb the wall and enter the house through the second-floor window.

As for what will happen after I climb in, I don't think I've given it much thought.

At that time, I might have truly developed an extraordinary ability, or perhaps I unlocked my potential. I actually climbed between two walls to the second floor and squeezed through an open window into the room. I can't recall now whether I carefully considered what was inside before squeezing through the window, or what I would do if something happened. Perhaps I did peek inside beforehand, but it seems I didn't consider anything at all. The rooms on the second floor were all dark; from outside the window and even from inside, I could only vaguely see the general outline of the rooms. The second floor wasn't a dormitory; no girls lived there, and the rooms seemed to contain many things, with only a narrow passageway in the middle. I climbed into the room, then went out again through the open door, reaching the second-floor corridor. The second floor was completely dark. I must have been very nervous at the time; I had never been so bold before—I had actually slipped through a doorway into a house.

Looking back now, since the doors and windows of the room were open, it meant someone must have been living there. I vaguely remember seeing a light on in one of the smaller rooms, and I could also hear a fan. I walked past it, though I tried to control my steps.

I entered the room through this window, then walked out into the dark corridor, feeling as if I were back in the old girls' dormitory. Perhaps I had lurked in the corridor for a while, maybe even gone down from the second floor to the first. The first floor was brightly lit, but unfortunately, all the dormitory doors were tightly closed. I even tried pushing the girls' dormitory door, but it wouldn't open. I quickly returned to the darkness of the second floor. Having taken such a risk, was I still going to be lurking in the dark like this? I saw a room door open on the other side of the second floor, so I quietly crept in, trying to observe the activity inside. It seemed no one was there, or perhaps someone was asleep. I crept to the window on that side of the room, looking out and down. Opposite the dormitory building was the wall of the residential area, with a ditch between the dormitory wall and the building's wall, seemingly completely enclosed on both sides. It was very bright down there; the light shining from the first-floor dormitory windows illuminated the ditch. The dormitories downstairs must be occupied by girls now.

I climbed out of the window again, slowly descended between the two walls into the ditch, and stood in front of the first-floor window.

The dormitories here are the same as those across the street, with girls sleeping in them and the windows wide open. The only difference is that the sides of the ditch here are completely enclosed, so no one comes in and there are no iron bars on the windows.

There weren't as many girls in this dorm as in the one across the street, and the dorms were even set up in pairs. The girls were all sleeping in the outer room, while the inner room was empty. Without much thought, I climbed through the window into the inner room. Sitting on the empty bed, knowing that several girls were sleeping next door, I couldn't calm down. I didn't know what to do, what I would do; I felt both excited and scared, the fear amplifying my excitement.

Trying hard to control myself, I cautiously crept into the next room. The light in the next room seemed to be off, or perhaps I had deliberately turned it off? But because of the light reflected from the windows and walls of other dormitories, I could still vaguely see the general scene inside.

There were four bunk beds, and all but two of them were occupied. I crept up to the lower bunk closest to the aisle, and I could hear my heart pounding.

The girl on the bed was fast asleep. On the lower bunk opposite hers, another girl was sleeping head-to-head. A girl was also sleeping on the upper bunk, and the beds diagonally opposite and behind me were also occupied by girls. I didn't know what I was supposed to do; I was just incredibly excited and nervously crouching beside the beds, anxiously observing the room. If any of the girls happened to wake up and see me lurking in the room, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble. I quickly slipped back into the empty room next door to calm my racing heart.

Forget it, with so many people around, even the slightest noise waking a girl would cause a huge commotion. If there was only one girl in the room, I definitely would have made my move, right?! But with so many people around, I never dared to act rashly. I took such a huge risk, faced such a great temptation, and went through so much trouble—what was it all for?! Now that the sleeping girl was finally within reach, would I just give up so easily?

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