Facing south, taking advantage of the east wind (Green Campus) (01-02)

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Facing South, Borrowing the East Wind (Blue Campus) ****************************************************** Apologies: I'm truly powerless to finish the previous projects. I'll try my best to fill them, but I can't say when, especially to those who like them. I can only apologize. After all, this is a niche genre, and it's difficult to write those kinds of thrilling erotic stories. Please forgive me, as reality isn't that amazing. This was a campus-themed story I wrote before, a way to reminisce about my youth. I picked it up again this time, revised and redrawn it, and tried to write something more comprehensive. I'll try things like stockings, kidnapping, suspense, incest, taboos, etc. Some things are indeed based on reality, but please don't take it personally. ******************************************************* Opening: Autumn, a season representing harvest, carries the transition from spring to summer, filling people's hearts with anticipation. This season is also the liveliest time on campus. Holidays return, new students enter the school, bringing with them a mix of emotions, giving the university campus a fresh start once again. My name is Zhuang Erdong. Pretty cool name, right? Unfortunately, behind this cool name lies a name my parents casually gave me. My mother's surname is Chen, and I'm the only boy in the family. My two sharp-tongued parents just so easily bestowed this artistic name upon me. Zhuang Erdong has a small square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, short hair, not thin, slightly chubby, no muscles, and is neither tall nor short. Despite his artistic name, he has the heart of a nobody. Although he inherited his mother's bright, large eyes, unfortunately, a pair of black titanium glasses perched on his nose, with thick lenses, completely obscure those captivating eyes. Such an ordinary person, yet he has had extraordinary opportunities that have made his otherwise uneventful life colorful. Unimaginable adventures have gradually shed his boyish naiveté, slowly transforming him into a true man. Chapter One: An Encounter with Advanced Mathematics in the Classroom. This is a term that many people hate. On this university campus, this term seems to represent the primal force of suffering. Just mentioning it will elicit complaints from the listeners. In fact, it's not that the course is particularly difficult. For those who can enter this university, advanced mathematics, while challenging, is not something to be afraid of. The main reason is the professor who teaches advanced mathematics. He is a legend at the university, a god-like figure. It is said that many high-ranking officials would fawn over him, not daring to breathe loudly. However, this is just a legend, and few can verify it, so it has become a joke. However, when people see the school leaders' obsequious attitude towards this old man, they slowly begin to believe it. This professor never takes attendance, never runs overtime, and is never late. Even when he is sick, sometimes with an IV drip, he will still finish the lecture. So many people who initially attended the class out of desperation for the rumors eventually developed into admiration. Unfortunately, despite their deep admiration for the professor, most students kept their distance. His imposing presence intimidated everyone who met him, and some, even the timid, felt breathless in his presence. Therefore, whenever the twice-weekly calculus class arrived, regardless of what they had done the day before, students would arrive at the classroom punctually. This was a truly spectacular sight on campus; the usually spacious hall would only become bustling with activity during calculus class. Despite the large number of students, the left side of the classroom was always mostly empty, as people habitually sat in the middle or on the right. The main reason for this was that the professor habitually looked to his right while lecturing, and to avoid eye contact with this authoritative old man, most people preferred to stand rather than sit on the left. As an ordinary student, I really wanted to be like them, but unfortunately, I dislike crowds. Moreover, I love the feeling of having my answers explained time and again; that feeling invigorates my otherwise ordinary life. Therefore, I became one of the few oddballs. There were a few others who were just as eccentric as me, but among them were two stunningly beautiful women: Gu Xiaobei and Yi Xiaonan. Perhaps because I was too ordinary, they didn't feel threatened, so these two beauties always sat to my right, leaving one or two seats empty in between. Gu Xiaobei was a high-class loli type, about 165 cm tall, a little thin, with long hair in pigtails, a rosy face, bright eyes, and two very eye-catching breasts. Based on my extensive experience watching porn, those two mounds were at least a C cup. She had a slender waist and long, thin legs. Every time she appeared, I felt like I was seeing an anime character. Who was it again... Hatsune Miku? She really seemed like a live-action version of Hatsune Miku, and even more alluring than Hatsune Miku. Gu Xiaobei, though not very tall, appears remarkably slender due to her proportions. Her presence always makes many men unconsciously drool, especially those known as "homebodies," who stare with a primal urge. Gu Xiaobei, however, seems oblivious, completely ignoring her surroundings. But her bright, expressive eyes, when she tilts her head to look at you, always hold a curious glint in them. Every blink seems to electrify, sending shivers down your spine and leaving you feeling a constant itch. Gu Xiaobei's family must be well-off; I've heard that one of her outfits could feed me for months. Although I don't recognize those designer brands, I still feel quite inferior. After all, compared to someone so high and mighty, I'm just an ordinary bystander. Forget about striking up a conversation; I can't even find a topic to talk about. Fortunately, this beautiful young woman sits next to me. Although there are always one or two empty seats, the unique girlish scent emanating from her always captivates me. And next to Gu Xiaobei is always another beautiful woman—Yi Xiaonan. Yi Xiaonan, at least 175cm tall, stands out in a crowd even without considering her perfect proportions. With short hair, almond-shaped eyes, double eyelids, and a sharp, confident face, she exudes an aura of haughtiness, giving the impression of a military family background. Compared to Gu Xiaobei's attire, Yi Xiaonan's clothes are always quite ordinary, yet they seem to glow on her. She favors solid-colored dresses, especially sky blue, white, and purple. Her slender waist, while similar to Gu Xiaobei's, conveys a feminine grace, and beneath her dresses, only her long, shapely legs are often visible. Even this glimpse is enough to suggest her legs are incredibly sexy. If Gu Xiaobei gives off an impression of wanting to push her over, then Yi Xiaonan makes people look up to her. Her subtle, somewhat cold aura, even with a constant smile, makes her unapproachable. The dress also accentuated two prominent breasts, but compared to the cartoonish beauty beside her, they were somewhat insignificant. A discerning person could easily tell that these breasts were at most a B cup, and the dress only made it harder to discern their true size. Yi Xiaonan's family background is a mystery. Some say she grew up in a military compound, while others say she came from the countryside; few know the specifics. If you were to accidentally touch her not-so-large eyes, you would feel their profound depth, like a deep blue sea—very beautiful, but revealing nothing of her inner world. As a second-year student, I always arrived at the classroom very early, even though I knew my seat wouldn't be taken, I still preferred the spaciousness of the classroom. I habitually sat in the seventh row at the very end, put my books down, and looked out the window with a certain anticipation. This spot was right by the window, so whenever I felt tired, I would turn my head to look at the scenery outside. The swaying sycamore leaves, dappled with sunlight, and the clear, emerald-green lake in the distance, always made me feel refreshed with the gentle breeze. But what I enjoyed even more was the unintentional fragrance of a young girl wafting through the air. Whenever this happened, I knew class was about to start, and those two stunningly beautiful girls had already sat down next to me, even though one seat was still empty. "Why is your face so square? Hey, I'm asking you!" Taking advantage of the professor's break to drink water, Gu Xiaobei seemed to finally realize someone was next to her. She tilted her head, blinked her big eyes, and asked me curiously. This was our first conversation. To be honest, I was really flustered. Her question was difficult to answer. This pretty girl's question left me a little dumbfounded. I turned my head and stared blankly into those sparkling eyes, completely mesmerized. I felt like every pore on my body had opened up; I was inexplicably excited, and my face was starting to burn. With a soft cough from the professor, the slightly chaotic classroom quieted down once more. Gu Xiaobei glanced at me a few more times, looking rather bored, then pouted and reluctantly went back to listening to the lecture. As for what was actually discussed afterward, I didn't hear a thing, even though I was watching...The projector in front of me was still playing, but my mind was filled with the adorable image of Gu Xiaobei. I never expected that this beauty, adored by so many, would actually speak to me. I felt both excited and disappointed. Excited because I was finally being noticed, disappointed because I had absolutely no idea how to answer the question. Why was I so flustered? Who was I supposed to ask? I remained in that state until the end of get out of class, still not fully recovered. When I sensed the emptiness around me, only the old professor remained in the classroom. He smiled at me, then sat down in the same row as me again, though his seat was in the third row. I didn't understand why he always sat there after class. At first, I thought it was to make it easier for us to ask questions, but after so long, I realized it was just a habit. My face, which had just turned red, slowly returned to normal. I scratched my head sheepishly, closed my book, and knew today was going to be a disaster. I hadn't heard a thing in the second half of the class, and this little devil had broken my habit of taking notes. Why was she called a little devil? I didn't know. Gu Xiaobei gave me the feeling of a little devil hidden under an angel's shell. She was incredibly cute on the outside, but I always felt this girl wasn't so simple. "Hello, teacher, my name is Zhuang Erdong. I'm sorry, I was daydreaming in class. May I ask you a question?" I timidly approached the old professor. Once again, I was the oddball. Although everyone thought the old man was intimidating, my thirst for knowledge gave me the courage to ask my question. The old professor was startled at first, but it was only a fleeting look in his eyes. However, the smile on his face was genuine; I could tell he was very happy. Despite my initial nervousness, seeing that fatherly, caring smile finally made me feel comfortable enough to communicate normally. Because I hadn't listened to much of what was being said, questions kept coming my way, but the old man seemed to be getting happier and didn't seem angry at my rather silly questions. At least an hour passed, and it was noon. I went from standing to squatting down, and finally, I placed my hands on the table, listening intently to the professor's explanation. The words, which were already very clear, seemed to vibrate in the air at this close range. Each word struck my mind like the sound of a bronze bell, leaving a deep imprint. "Gurgle, gurgle," my stomach rumbled, finally making me feel hungry. Because I had gotten up so early this morning, I didn't have the habit of eating breakfast; at most, I would just nibble on a biscuit and drink some cold water. So, after listening to the lecture at such a high intensity, my body was feeling tired, but because I was completely immersed in learning, I didn't feel it at all. Only my body's natural reaction brought me back to normal. "Teacher, thank you. I'm so sorry for keeping you occupied for so long. I promise I won't be distracted next time. You can go eat now." "Dad~, are you done lecturing? Are you happy now? Today is really special. After so many years, someone finally asked a question. You can eat more today." A clear voice reached my ears. I was startled when I came to my senses. It turned out that it wasn't just me and the old professor in the classroom. Sometime during the day, a tall and pure-looking girl had come in. I only glanced at her briefly, but I was immediately struck by her smiling eyes, and I quickly turned my head away. Shen Yuyan, Professor Shen's only daughter, is also at our university, a junior this year. I later learned that every day after class, Professor Shen would sit in the classroom for a long time, just like me, staring blankly at the scenery outside, regardless of the season. As for the reason, I have no idea now. So, every time after class, just before dinner, Shen Yuyan would come over and pick up her father. Since they both lived in the school's residential area, they would go home for dinner every day. This usually dignified professor seemed to have made a mistake in front of his daughter, smiling awkwardly and scratching his head. This contrast was a bit overwhelming for me. Was this still the same extraordinary professor? He was just a domestic old man! It turns out that Professor Shen is also very approachable, although that invisible aura wasn't completely hidden, just diminished considerably. "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, little girl. I'm going to eat, I'm going to eat. Xiao Zhuang, that's all for today. If you have any questions, you can come to my house. I'll give you Xiao Yan's phone number later. You can contact her first if you have any questions, and if she doesn't understand, she can contact me. You should go eat too." I stood there stunned for at least ten minutes, finally snapping out of my shock. The sight of Professor Shen being helped and pulled by Shen Yuyan was hard to believe. And now, I had a piece of paper in my hand. It was torn from my notebook. Although I usually treasure this notebook, this time, I didn't pay any attention and someone tore a piece off. There was only a string of numbers on the paper, but the handwriting was very neat, truly reflecting the person's character. I carefully tucked the paper into the notebook, and then, for some reason, pressed it down a few times. After fully recovering, I felt completely weak, as if my internal organs had been hollowed out. Only then did I remember to check the time. I pulled out my phone and saw—damn, 12:45! I was stunned. The school cafeteria probably wouldn't have much food left at this hour. Although there were privately run cafeterias, they were too expensive. The food was good, but the price was exorbitant. So, I rarely went to those private cafeterias, mostly choosing to squeeze into the school cafeteria with everyone else. Feeling hungry, I ran like a wild dog, panting, back to my dorm without even saying hello to anyone, then dashed to the cafeteria. The cafeteria was almost deserted. The spacious hall was sparsely populated, with only a few people sitting there. The stark reality deeply affected me: leftovers. All the food stalls were almost empty. I casually swiped my meal card, grabbed some food, and sat down to eat listlessly. Having eaten and drunk my fill, I lay down on the top bunk again, finally able to settle down. But the scenes from that morning felt like a dream. The breathtakingly beautiful Gu Xiaobei actually spoke to me; the dignified Professor Shen even had the expression of an ordinary old man; the pure and mysterious Shen Yuyan even smiled at me. All of this made my brain short-circuit, and I slowly drifted off to sleep, still confused. Chapter Two: Court Benefits "Dongzi, Dongzi, wake up, wake up! Go see the beauties! Big beauties! Boss, hurry up, get up! You'll regret it for the rest of your life if you don't see them! I'm talking to you, if you don't get up, I'll strip you naked!" The person fiddling with my head was Da Niu. His name didn't actually contain the character "Niu" (牛, meaning bull/cow). Because he was big and burly, covered in muscles, his roommates called him Da Niu. His real name was Liu Yizhou, a rather unconventional name, yet this is the person he is. Although Da Niu is so strong, he's the fourth oldest in the dorm, which means he's the youngest. And I, unfortunately, am the third oldest. This guy usually calls the eldest and second oldest "brother," but he just calls me "third oldest," which almost made me lose my temper. However, after realizing I didn't like the nickname, he changed his tune. There was no way to get him to call me "third brother," so "Dongzi" became the common name for everyone in the dorm, and everyone called him Da Niu. Gradually, this nickname became the way we all called each other, and he happily accepted it. "Damn it! Damn it! Can't you see I'm having a sweet dream? Damn it, I'll kill you!" I was telling the truth. In my dream, I was communicating with my goddess, and we were about to kiss when this damn thing woke me up. How could I not be angry? I got up and threw my pillow at him, but unfortunately, I missed. (I don't like the term "goddess." In reality, goddesses are associated with prostitutes, so calling a girl a goddess isn't a compliment.) "Shut up! There are beautiful cheerleaders on the court! Seriously, I'm not kidding. If I hadn't had to go to the bathroom, I wouldn't have told you. Hurry up, wipe your drool, let's go see the beauties!" Seeing me get up, Da Niu, his face flushed, ran out again and disappeared in a moment. He was so eager, as if he'd be seen naked if he was late, which made me a little itchy too. With that kind of excitement, he definitely wasn't lying; otherwise, he wouldn't have run off so quickly. Suddenly thinking about seeing the beautiful cheerleaders, the drool I'd just wiped started flowing again. Damn, this is a real treat! How could I miss such a good thing? Those little butts, long legs, tight clothes... oh my god, I can't take it anymore, I need to pee too. I hastily took care of my business, without even washing my face, and like Da Niu, excitedly activated my "wild wolf" mode, panting as I ran to the basketball court. "Damn it, nobody there!" I muttered under my breath, crouching low, panting for a while. This was more tiring than running several kilometers! Nobody was around, so the only place left was the main field. All that excitement was instantly worn down by the exhaustion. Slightly annoyed, I stretched and slowly walked towards the soccer field. "Go! Go! Ohhhhhh! Best! Ohhhhhh! Ahhh! Goal!""Awooo... Awooo..." This was the real cacophony of voices. Men were like wolves, women like waves, their howls and cries blending together. Before even reaching the football field, the noise was so deafening it gave me a headache. This was insane! I wasn't used to this kind of environment to begin with, and this noise made me feel nauseous. I considered turning back, but then I thought, since I'm already here, I might as well go check it out. I covered my ears with my hands, gritted my teeth, and squeezed into the crowd. But there was no way to get in; no matter how I tried, there was no gap. After several attempts, I got annoyed and looked around. A group of girls were right next to me. Oh well, I'll just have to go down there. "Come on, good! Holy crap, so soft! Wow, so bouncy! Oh my god, so slippery! Awooo... Awooo..."
…“I finally understand why these sluts are yelling like that. Those usually aloof girls are completely disregarding their image now. I'm squeezing in, experiencing the sensation of women's bodies, it's incredibly pleasurable!” “Ouch~ those breasts are so big and soft, don't pinch them, I didn't mean to.” “Now I completely understand why these men love watching sports meets so much. It turns out they don't really like the sport itself; most people just like their own sport.” While squeezing in and dodging the girls' retaliations, I used my hands, arms, even my mouth and face, completely ignoring who was in front of me, rubbing, grabbing, and licking, until I squeezed into the crowd. And you know what? Even without seeing their faces, it was still incredibly comfortable among the girls. I was being squeezed from all sides by breasts of various shapes, almost giving me a nosebleed. As a virgin who had never even held a girl's hand, I fully experienced the benefits of women in this environment. My hands kept reaching out, while the girls around me seemed to completely ignore me. Some of them felt really good, so I would deliberately turn my head to look elsewhere and then vigorously knead them. Although it felt a bit excessive, this blatant taking advantage aroused my lust, and I didn't care about anything else. An unexpected crowd pushed me to the side, and my hand, which had been kneading breasts, was squeezed down. Coincidentally, there was a tall girl next to me wearing thin hot pants. My hand was unknowingly pushed to her crotch. As the waves of people surged by, I finally touched a woman's vagina for the first time in my life. Yes, that was a vagina. The waves of people surged by again and again, and my hand gradually pressed down to the girl's crotch, then clumsily explored between her legs with my fingers. The girl's pants were so thin, and her underwear seemed to be very thin too. After slowly touching her for a while, I felt the shape of her entire vulva. A small groove-like shape immediately appeared in my mind, and with a buzz, my blood boiled. I completely ignored everything around me. My other hand went down and reached for the girl's buttocks, squeezing them hard. If someone in the distance could see, my actions would look like milking a cow. The girl whose vulva and buttocks I was squeezing had already noticed me, but there were too many people around. She tried desperately to run away, but it was all in vain. Besides, this girl was pretty. Although she couldn't compare to those top-tier beauties I dreamed of, she was still a great beauty in a crowd. Although there were two layers of clothing between us, the thin fabric still allowed me to clearly feel the shape and heat inside. Perhaps she was aroused by my massage, because after only a few minutes, the girl stopped resisting and dodging. She just gave me a coquettish glare, then turned her head and pretended to continue watching the game. As for whether she was really watching, I didn't believe it. Her breathing had become irregular, and her body began to actively cover for me, leaning towards me. Damn, this is the legendary lustful woman! I've really struck gold. Because of her cooperation, my hands began to truly touch her. Before, because of her deliberate avoidance, I couldn't fully touch her. That plump mons pubis, that moist and hot vulva, those labia minora that I forcibly parted, were all being vigorously caressed by me. Touching her vulva through her pants and underwear was also a very stimulating feeling, making me feel liquid flowing from my nose. I knew I was going to have a nosebleed. I thought to myself, "Oh no!" and quickly stopped what I was doing, calming myself down. If it started flowing, I would be giving myself away. The girl, who had started swaying involuntarily, suddenly sensed my movement stop. She immediately turned her head, blushing and glaring at me reproachfully. I, equally blushing, could only offer an awkward smile. Just as she seemed about to leave, I suddenly grabbed her buttocks. Having just kneaded them, I knew exactly what her pants were like, so this time I slipped one hand inside her slightly loose pant leg, forcefully grabbing her smooth buttocks and, through part of her underwear, began to knead them vigorously. The girl felt my movement again, but this sudden entry into her pants still startled her. She let out a soft "Ah!" and then covered her mouth in surprise. After looking at me for a while, she surprisingly moved closer to me again, turning her head as if to look into the distance. Half of her slightly perky buttocks were now rubbed down to her buttock crease, allowing me to fully experience the skin and warmth of her buttocks, making me feel like I could fly. Feeling the girl's cooperation, I finally made up my mind. With my other hand, I slipped my hand inside her pants from her waist, and then, using the hand kneading her buttocks, I forcefully pulled her against my body. This way, I wouldn't have to look at her resentful eyes anymore. The girl, who had just been enjoying herself, suddenly felt my hand inside her pants, and my fingers had even broken through her underwear, touching her pubic hair. This seemed to wake her instantly, and she struggled violently, trying to escape my clutches. Unfortunately, the people around her seemed still going wild, and no matter how she struggled, she was pushed back by those around her. My hand stopped kneading her buttocks, and I could only forcefully press her genitals against my already hard penis. I lowered myself slightly, pressing my penis directly against the area near her labia minora, rubbing it forcefully. Although the underwear and pants caused me considerable pain, when my penis felt the shape of her vulva, all the pain seemed to disappear. The girl's body gradually went limp, and she could no longer stand. She rested her chin on my shoulder, and her hands naturally wrapped around my waist, letting me do as I pleased. I felt her breathing getting warmer and warmer, and my penis grew harder and harder, until it ached, and it started to drool. The fingers that had been touching the pubic hair around her mons pubis could finally move downwards, while the other hand on her buttocks pulled down her panties a little, and the fingers began to touch her anus, perineum, and labia. When I started intentionally inserting my fingers into the girl's anus, she finally couldn't hold back anymore. "You, you, don't go too far, or else, ah~ ah~ don't poke, don't poke, it's dirty there, and it hurts, are you even human? Ah~ I'll listen to you, don't poke!" Feeling the girl's soft threat, it didn't make me stop, but instead excited me even more. With that playful thought, every time the girl made a sound, I would gently poke my finger inside, then dip it in the wetness from the bottom of her panties, and then poke it back in. After a while, my middle finger finally went in a bit, but if I went any further, the girl seemed to go crazy, which scared me, so I didn't pull my middle finger out, but I didn't dare to go in any further either. When the girl felt me just entering her anus, she actually grabbed my back with both hands, which made my desire even stronger. When I started to consider her feelings and stopped going deeper, she actually started to intentionally or unintentionally twist her hips, and then I could easily insert my fingers into her anus. Feeling her soft body, the friction of her firm breasts, and the gradual penetration of my fingers into her anus, my penis felt like it was about to ejaculate. Thankfully, just as I went a little deeper, she bit my shoulder hard. The pain instantly reduced my urge to ejaculate significantly, so I had to continue at the same depth. There must have been no secretions in her anus, so forcing entry like this must have been very uncomfortable for her. I wanted to pull out and soak up some of her flowing fluids, but I didn't dare. If I pulled out, it would be difficult to re-enter. The girl's mouth strength gradually decreased, and she began to moan softly, almost like a spoiled child. This moaning was entirely due to my other hand, which had inserted my fingers into her vagina. Through her pants, it was difficult for my fingers to fully penetrate; only a small part remained inside. But even with this stimulation, coupled with the completely exposed environment, the girl's body began to tremble as I suddenly accelerated my thrusting. Her smooth, long legs also began to clamp my hands tightly. I felt her vagina and anus begin to breathe simultaneously. Despite the resistance, my movements did not stop. This stimulation made me completely lose myself, and now I just wanted to continue what I had just been doing. As the movements continued, I felt the girl grit her teeth, and her whole body began to tremble. When I suddenly bent down to allow my fingers to penetrate deeper into her vagina, a powerful force pulled my middle finger into her vagina, and the force grew stronger until my middle finger was completely inside her vagina. My other middle finger, along with the breathing of her anus, was suddenly thrust all the way in. "Ah...uh..." The girl's small mouth bit down hard on my shoulder again, and then a seductive moan escaped her throat, followed by streams of hot liquid spraying onto my...The liquid sprayed onto her fingers, then onto her panties. There was so much liquid that the crotch of her thin hot pants was soaked. My penis, which had been pressing against her vulva, seemed to be stimulated by her. The hard shaft began to throb, a surge of intense pleasure shooting through my head. Then my anus tightened, and streams of semen gushed out. This was the first time I'd ever ejaculated next to a real woman, especially while she was being masturbated. The stimulation and pleasure made me dizzy. My penis felt like a high-pressure jet of water released from a valve, spraying powerfully. Once, twice, countless times, I felt completely drained, my head spinning, my body floating. My head even throbbed, but it felt fucking amazing. After ejaculating, I leaned limply against the equally powerless woman. The boisterous cheers, curses, and moans returned clearly once more. Luckily, the surroundings were very crowded, so our tryst wasn't exposed, and neither of us collapsed to the ground. However, my finger inside the girl's anus couldn't withstand the pressure from her buttocks anymore. She was breathing softly, her body draped over me, and my finger inside felt like it was about to be snapped off—it was incredibly painful. When I felt I couldn't take it anymore, I suddenly bent down and forcefully pulled my finger out. As my finger was freed from her anus, I thought I heard a sound like a fart, but it wasn't quite; it was too noisy around. Sensing my finger was gone, the girl finally swayed slightly before returning to her previous position. Finally, one hand was free from her pants, and the feeling of being free was incredibly comfortable. At that moment, I was extremely grateful to this girl next door; she had truly shown me the pleasures of womanhood and given me a vivid lesson in physiology. However, it seemed that our entire interaction had been discovered. The girl next to me seemed very excited, but when I turned my head to look around, I felt a warm sensation on my lips, and then a smooth little tongue began to explore my mouth. I started a French kiss. My desire, which had just subsided slightly, was once again aroused by this girl, whom I couldn't even see clearly. This was my first real kiss. That little, wavy tongue kept guiding my clumsy self. Slowly, I finally caught up with her rhythm. The scene was incredibly beautiful; it was practically art. A beautiful girl was leaning on my shoulder, her eyes slightly closed, slowly savoring the climax she had just experienced, while on my right side, I was engaged in a passionate French kiss with another girl. This was a scene I had never even dreamed of. The finger still inside the girl's vagina began to move again, but this time it wasn't twitching; it was gripping forcefully, like peeling an orange. The middle finger kept digging into the tender flesh inside, and the girl on my shoulder was breathing heavily again, but she seemed a little different. Because the girl I was kissing was so passionate, she had completely aroused my emotions. I only paused for a moment before finally seeing the girl's general appearance. Hmm? Not bad, quite alluring, but she didn't seem like a student at all; she didn't seem to have that student-like air about her. But this was only a fleeting thought before the girl silenced me with her mouth again. Just like that, gripping one girl's vagina while kissing another, everything around me seemed to freeze, making me feel like I was in heaven. This feeling was so good, so incredibly good. Who would have thought that an unintentional act would lead to such a sensual experience? I could brag about this for a lifetime. The pleasure was fleeting. Just as I felt myself reaching the peak of desire again, the screams around me slowly subsided. The girl I was French kissing realized what was happening, immediately pushed me away, turned, and disappeared into the crowd. After a brief moment of recovery, the girl on my shoulder also recovered. As I sensed the change in the atmosphere, she abruptly pulled her fingers out of my vagina, which had been tightly gripping me again. As soon as she left, it seemed to bring out a lot of sticky fluid, which smeared onto my hand and then onto the girl's lower abdomen. People around us started paying attention to us. The girl sensed something was wrong and immediately pulled away from me. However, because her orgasm had just subsided, her face was still flushed and exceptionally beautiful. I glanced down at my hands, almost unable to believe what had just happened. As we regained our senses, both the girl and I felt the discomfort inside our clothes. The girl's crotch was already dripping wet, and the fluid in my underwear was directly coating my testicles, making me feel very uncomfortable. "You filthy scoundrel, you just wait!" the girl gritted her teeth, glaring at me with a shy yet alluring look in her eyes. I was starting to regain my senses; everything that had just happened had left me somewhat stunned. I could only stare at her, blushing. She pinched my waist hard again, but this time, I didn't feel any pain. Seeing me still bewildered, she surprisingly smiled, whispered a set of numbers in my ear, and then warned me very seriously that if I didn't contact her, the consequences would be severe. I just stood there, dumbfounded, watching as another girl I'd had a relationship with awkwardly squeezed out of the crowd, glancing back at me briefly before disappearing without a trace.Oh, it felt so good, I couldn't even breathe! Who would have thought that an unintentional act would lead to such a sensual experience? I could brag about this for a lifetime! The pleasure was fleeting. Just as I felt myself reaching the peak of desire again, the screams around me slowly subsided, and the girl I was French kissing realized what was happening. She immediately pushed me away, turned, and disappeared into the crowd. After a brief moment of recovery, the girl on my shoulder also recovered. When I sensed the change in the atmosphere around me, she abruptly pulled her fingers out of my vagina, which had been tightly gripping me again. As soon as she left, it seemed to bring out a lot of sticky fluid, which smeared onto my hand and then onto the girl's lower abdomen. People around us started paying attention to us, and the girl sensed something was wrong. She immediately pulled away from me, but because her orgasm had just subsided, her face was still flushed and incredibly beautiful. I glanced down at my hands, hardly believing what had just happened. Once we regained our senses, both the girl and I felt the discomfort in our clothes. Her pants were already dripping wet at the crotch, and the fluid in my underwear was soaking my testicles, making it very uncomfortable. "You pervert, you just wait!" the girl gritted her teeth, glaring at me with shy, yet slightly aroused look in her eyes. I was starting to regain my senses; everything that had just happened had left me somewhat stunned. I could only stare at her, blushing. The girl pinched my waist hard again, but this time, I didn't feel any pain. Seeing me still bewildered, the girl even smiled, a rare occurrence. She whispered a number in my ear and then warned me very seriously that if I didn't contact her, the consequences would be severe. I just stood there, dumbfounded, watching as another girl I'd had a relationship with awkwardly squeezed out of the crowd, glancing back at me briefly before disappearing without a trace.Oh, it felt so good, I couldn't even breathe! Who would have thought that an unintentional act would lead to such a sensual experience? I could brag about this for a lifetime! The pleasure was fleeting. Just as I felt myself reaching the peak of desire again, the screams around me slowly subsided, and the girl I was French kissing realized what was happening. She immediately pushed me away, turned, and disappeared into the crowd. After a brief moment of recovery, the girl on my shoulder also recovered. When I sensed the change in the atmosphere around me, she abruptly pulled her fingers out of my vagina, which had been tightly gripping me again. As soon as she left, it seemed to bring out a lot of sticky fluid, which smeared onto my hand and then onto the girl's lower abdomen. People around us started paying attention to us, and the girl sensed something was wrong. She immediately pulled away from me, but because her orgasm had just subsided, her face was still flushed and incredibly beautiful. I glanced down at my hands, hardly believing what had just happened. Once we regained our senses, both the girl and I felt the discomfort in our clothes. Her pants were already dripping wet at the crotch, and the fluid in my underwear was soaking my testicles, making it very uncomfortable. "You pervert, you just wait!" the girl gritted her teeth, glaring at me with shy, yet slightly aroused look in her eyes. I was starting to regain my senses; everything that had just happened had left me somewhat stunned. I could only stare at her, blushing. The girl pinched my waist hard again, but this time, I didn't feel any pain. Seeing me still bewildered, the girl even smiled, a rare occurrence. She whispered a number in my ear and then warned me very seriously that if I didn't contact her, the consequences would be severe. I just stood there, dumbfounded, watching as another girl I'd had a relationship with awkwardly squeezed out of the crowd, glancing back at me briefly before disappearing without a trace.
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