The female student's short skirt

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I guessed that when David called, Hu Li had just finished filming and returned to her dorm. He had wanted to accompany her to the audition,
but his schedule wouldn't allow it. He had classes every evening and couldn't be with her anytime. Frank had specifically
asked me about David's schedule beforehand, and I was the one who told him this. At Hu Li's most vulnerable moment, exposed
to , no one was destined to help her. David couldn't, and I wouldn't.

After speaking with Hu Li, David called me again. I could hear the distrust in his voice, clenched between his teeth.
It revealed deep concern and resentment. I told him that Hu Li was an adult, just his girlfriend.
She could take care of herself. This was a great opportunity for her. I also told David that this
was over.

I knew it wasn't over. I only said that to put his mind at ease, at least for now.

In class the next day, Hu Li seemed very happy. She approached me and Frank, repeatedly
thanking him for the opportunity. Her gesture, though unspoken, was actually a plea for Frank to do another
audition.

Frank's attitude was very cold. This guy's feigned indifference was masterful. I
almost wanted to yell, "Come back and show me your bare chest again!" But I bit my lip and
said nothing. It wasn't

until after class, when the three of us went outside, that Frank began to exploit Huli's eagerness.

"Hey, Huli, what are your plans? Are you interested in modeling further?"

"That's great! I really love modeling," Huli replied without hesitation. "How many
top samples do you have left to photograph?"

"Ah, I'm out of tops. But I do have a series of dress ads to shoot. Would you like
to try?"

"Of course, I'd love to."

I immediately understood Frank's scheme and knew what was going to happen. This meant I would soon see
Huli wearing only her panties! I would see her slender legs and her exquisite waist. Not naked yet,
but not far off. The only difference was a V-shaped veil covering her vulva.

"Wait..." Frank interrupted Huli. "I need to know your approximate waist size."

I could hardly believe my eyes. Huli stood by the roadside, under the watchful eyes of everyone, letting Frank place
his hands on her buttocks. This gesture was utterly ridiculous. I knew Frank wasn't trying to
estimate anything; he was testing Huli's limits, probing her level of trust.

Huli didn't even blink as Frank's hands moved from her buttocks to her lower abdomen. Only when
Frank cupped her waist and turned her around so her back was she couldn't help but giggle. Frank's
lustful eyes lingered on Huli's round, upturned buttocks. After a while, he turned to
me, giving me a sly smile.

I also stared at Huli's buttocks. Only then did I realize that the edge of her panties was clearly visible
beneath buttocks. I told myself that soon these panties would be discarded,
making way for men's lustful eyes.

The two men's lecherous stares were interrupted by David's arrival. I clearly saw the resentment on David's face.
Frank's hands were still on Huli's buttocks, and he hurriedly put them down when David approached.

"Okay, I have something to do, see you later."

Frank quickly slipped away in the opposite direction of David's arrival. That guy's sly face must have been full of a wicked grin.

David put his arm around Huli and walked a few feet away from me before speaking. Since they didn't want me
to be there , I stood far away. I witnessed the following scene of a boyfriend and girlfriend arguing:

*** *** *** ***

"What are you doing?" the boyfriend questioned his girlfriend, his tone sharp. "Do you know what you're doing
?"

"What do you mean? Do you mean with Frank?" the girlfriend felt innocent. "He was just measuring my waist."

"Measuring your waist? With his dirty hands?" The boyfriend was even angrier at his girlfriend's ignorance. "That looks
more like testing you, or taking advantage of you."

"Don't be so ridiculous, David," the girlfriend said rationally, feeling that her boyfriend was going too far.
"He's just a friend. Besides, I'm going to be his model again."

"What?!" The boyfriend was not only angry but also surprised. "No, Lily, I beg you! I don't want
you to have anything to do with that guy."

"Why not? He's very easygoing!"

"Lily, please," the boyfriend pleaded, holding his girlfriend's hand. He couldn't explain, but had to say, "What you
see is all an act. You don't know, he's actually the most despicable person."

"Why are you reacting so strongly?" The woman still didn't understand. Because she had no
personal experience of the wickedness of bad people. "I just want to earn some money for myself."

"Lily, listen to me. This guy is unreliable. He wants... he wants to..." The boyfriend stammered. He really
didn't know how to make his girlfriend see the danger she was facing.

"What? You said..." The woman was also anxious because she now understood the implied meaning in his words.
However, she felt that her boyfriend was jealous. "What do you think Frank wants?"

"He wants... he wants to sleep with you," the boyfriend gritted his teeth and said the fatal two words.

"I completely mistook you for someone else! I can't believe you looked at a friend like that!
And

you even have the nerve to say it!" the girlfriend exclaimed. She pulled her hand away from her boyfriend's and stormed off. "Lily, listen to me!" the boyfriend pleaded, carefully following behind.

The couple walked away, one after the other…

The curtain fell.

*** *** *** ***

I watched this drama unfold without uttering a word. I could feel David's anger and distress. I felt sorry for him.
He was the only one among the four of us who, though unaware of the truth, could see it clearly. Unfortunately, no one believed him. His
transformation from furious questioning to worried pleading, from hesitant reluctance to finally gritting his teeth
and revealing the truth fully demonstrated his love for Hu Li.

However, he was destined to be a loser. Because the only one among the four of us who could help him—that
was me—decided to stand by and watch. Without uttering a word.

I felt sorry for Huli. She was the only one of the four of us who was unaware of the truth yet unable to distinguish right from wrong. Her
feelings for David, who truly loved her, went from disagreement to obsessive confidence, and finally, she even began to doubt his motives.
Yet, she trusted Frank, a man with a wolfish heart, completely and willingly sided with him. She was utterly blinded by her own illusions.

Huli's ignorance, naivety, and innocence destined her to become a victim. Because the only one of us
who could save her—that was me—decided to stand by and do nothing. Without saying a word.

Because I was determined to see her in her underwear.

David called me again late that day. I guessed he had seen Huli again that afternoon, and the two of them
had finally had a calm talk. But obviously, it didn't solve anything. He asked me if I also thought
his suspicions about Frank were absurd and ridiculous.

I simply said that, ultimately, Huli hadn't slept with Frank. And what
reason would she have to sleep with Frank? I told David that even if Frank did have improper thoughts about Huli, she
could take care of herself.

I knew in my heart that this was a lie. Na?ve and immature Julia couldn't take care of herself. She was utterly susceptible to Frank's
temptations and would almost certainly fall into his trap.

David told me he had apologized to Julia and reiterated his concerns. He explained to Julia that
her beauty wasn't just seen by him; other men saw it too, and other men wanted to
sleep with her as well. David told me his explanation almost got him into trouble because Julia countered by asking if he,
like those men, wanted to do "that."

David could only honestly answer "yes," admitting he did want to have sex with her. However, he would wait until she
said "yes." Julia reassured David that nothing would happen between her and Frank; she just
wanted to earn some extra money. Even so, David said he was still worried.

*** *** *** ***

The second round of filming was scheduled for a weekend, ostensibly to allow David to accompany Julia, but
in reality David still couldn't come. Because the time Frank chose, when the "photo studio was closed," happened to
coincide with David's work commitments. Only I knew this was Frank's meticulously planned scheme. He had already obtained
David . Not only his class times, but also his work shifts, even David's training
schedule with the track and field team.

During the "shoot," Frank absolutely could not allow David to be present.

I myself couldn't believe how deeply I had fallen into Frank's trap. This time, Frank came to
me again, asking me to provide my girlfriend's dresses. If that wasn't possible, he said he could specially buy several for Hu Li.
No need for designer brands or high-end products, he said, as long as they were presentable for the shoot.

What kind of deal was this? Why was I not only paying Frank $25 for Hu Li's "salary,"
but also having to use my credit card to pay for five dresses? I was unwilling, but I couldn't object. Especially since
this that I, not Frank, would have complete control over what Hu Li should wear.

I had planned to take it slow at the beginning. So the first three dresses were mini-skirts in the style of business suits.
The fourth condition, which I hope Hu Li will accept, is a black leather miniskirt. The fifth condition, I really wasn't sure how intense her reaction would be, was a very sexy pink, tight-fitting miniskirt made
of spandex . It barely covered Hu Li's legs. Just imagining her wearing that skirt was enough to make me grit my teeth and pay for it. 　　Frank seemed very pleased with my choice. He excitedly exclaimed, " The photos of her wearing that stretchy, tight skirt will definitely sell for a fortune!" 　　"I only have one condition," I seized the opportunity to demand. "Please make sure she changes her top during the shoot." "Ha, you want both her bra and panties ?" he teased. "No problem, no problem! I'll let you see her boobs and pussy 　　later too." 　　At home, I watched Hu Li's videos whenever I had free time. One disc played on a loop. Sometimes I was so engrossed that I forgot to eat and sleep, neglecting my responsibilities . I knew I was going to become obsessed, but I was powerless to stop. I'd rather watch a video of Hu Li taking off her top and revealing her bra than call my girlfriend over for sex. I enjoy masturbating while watching this Chinese girl's video than having real sex with another living woman. 　　I know this will only escalate. Tomorrow, I'll see Hu Li wearing only her panties. 　　As Frank predicted, Hu Li came to the studio alone. This time she was still wearing shorts, and a simple green top. As usual, I peeked at her from the wall. Frank gave her a brief hug. Hu Li didn't seem to mind. Frank then pointed to the dressing room. 　　"I've arranged today's 'props' in order. You wear the top skirt first," he instructed . Then, as if on a sudden impulse, he added, "Oh, and also, wear the red top ." 　　The secret passage was now second nature to me. I was already waiting behind the one-way mirror when Hu Li entered the dressing room . Julie walked to the table where Frank had laid out his clothes and saw the stack of dresses. She picked up the first dress and held it up to her waist before heading to the mirror. Perhaps she wanted to see how she would look in it, or perhaps she wanted to see how much of her leg would be exposed. 　　She was currently wearing shorts, so she was probably used to showing her thighs. Julie went back to the table and rummaged through the remaining dresses. She immediately stiffened with nervousness. I, of course, knew why. 　　Julie pulled a pink, sexy, tight-fitting mini-skirt from under the stack. Looking closely under the light, she immediately noticed how short it was. She glanced around, not out of fear of being seen, but out of nervousness. 　　I could imagine what Julie was thinking. Did she have the guts to wear such a sexy dress? Her shorts were indeed very short. But… it wasn't a matter of whether the skirt was short or not, it was… just too provocative. 　　Julie walked back to the mirror and held the tight mini-skirt up to her waist. Then, she suddenly did something earth-shattering right in front of —without hesitation, she took off her shorts. In an instant, Hu Li was left only in a pair of panties. Suddenly, I could see Hu Li wearing only a pair of white, semi-transparent, thin panties.

My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to my knees. I rushed to the peephole and
pressed . The dress was incredibly tight. Even with Hu Li's slender waist, it was too tight. It clung to her
wasp waist, accentuated her round buttocks, and revealed her beautiful legs. Any man would have to admire the designer's
genius .

Hu Li admired herself in the mirror and walked a few "catwalks." Then, wow, then... she
did something truly outrageous—she put one hand between her legs and rubbed it. She was toying with herself!
She even tugged at the hem of the skirt, testing its length. She wanted to know in advance how high the hem would expose her
private parts. To be honest, there wasn't much room there. Tight miniskirts aren't meant to cover a woman's genitals.

Hu Li posed provocatively in front of the mirror, admiring herself. She leaned back, and the tips of her panties peeked out from under the skirt.
She leaned forward, almost completely exposing the back triangle of her panties.

I then realized my face was pressed against the glass. I was sticking out my tongue, licking that damn glass.
Hully was only about a foot away. I desperately tried to lick her skirt, to lick her panties. I wanted to
lick her, to taste her, to arouse her. But this damn glass was in my way!

Hully fiddled with herself in front of me for a while before taking off her tight miniskirt. Then, thank God, she
took off her top too. I sacrificed a few seconds of viewing time to check the video camera. Good, it was working
perfectly . Faithfully
recording the most beautiful nude I had ever seen in my life—excluding the bra and panties, of course.

Hully went back to get her first dress, put it back on, dressed herself up a bit, and left the dressing room. I
waited patiently for a while before sneaking to the wall of the photography studio to peek.

I could barely move…

*** *** *** ***

Frank was speeding up the pace of the game. After each round, he would stop to praise Huli and touch her
arm. I was focused on Huli's performance. Every pose, every smile, every position seemed
more beautiful, more sexy, more provocative than the last.

Frank was practically filming at a frenzied pace. It was obvious he was venting
his resentment at not being able to touch Huli on his fingers. Soon it would be Huli's turn to change clothes again.

Returning to the dark alley ahead of time, facing the empty peephole, my adrenaline surged.
When Huli appeared in the changing room again, I felt my lust like a monster lurking inside me, almost
bursting out of my vagina.

She casually unbuttoned her blouse. Her beautiful eyes unconsciously stared at the wall. Her hands exposed more and more of
her breasts, which were still covered by her bra, to my eyes. I could never get enough of the sight of that girl undressing.
A simple change of clothes, from top and skirt to bra and panties, was enough to attract me, captivate me, and satisfy me completely.

Ah, God. With a gentle flick of her hand, her beautiful hair cascaded over her
full, tender breasts, elegantly clasped by delicate clasps. Ah, her body moved slightly, creating
ripples of flesh on her thin white silk panties. Ah, her jade-like fingers slipped under her belt and gently adjusted the pressure of her panties on her tender flesh,
a beautiful gesture that stirred my imagination.

Every movement of Hu Li carried a strong sexual connotation, yet it was the purest, freshest,
untouched feminine beauty, untouched by men, a beauty that seemed to exist only in heaven. I loved her every smile and gesture; I longed to see her
every move.

Could there be a sight more intimate, more essential, than Hu Li's slender, light-brown Asian body leaning towards me
? At this moment, her beautiful, delicate breasts sank into the lace-trimmed cups of her top,
forming a deep cleavage between her firm, teardrop-shaped breasts.

And as she leaned forward with her back to me… her taut silk panties revealed Hu Li's round, firm, and
elastic buttocks. And inside the panties, her pink, smooth, soft, and tender
Chinese vulva stirred my imagination.

Yes, every time Hu Li exposed herself, I wanted to see more. Each time she undressed, it was her ultimate expression,
yet it offered me even more promises. Step by step, I
progressed from seeing Hu Li's legs under her shorts, to seeing her bra through her blouse, to seeing her bra directly, and then to seeing her panties.

It was that simple; now I had to see Hu Li completely naked. I had to see her
breasts , her nipples, and her vulva. I had to see her bare buttocks, to see her
beautiful, naked body trembling as she moved.

It's very likely that Frank had planned these steps long ago. However, I now know what needs to
be done. The era of Hu Li only modeling tops or skirts is over. Hu Li can't be doing
"advertisements" for shorts or trousers anymore. She should be a bra model. She has to be a panty model. Then…
that …Hu Li will be naked.

Is that possible? Will such a thing happen? Will I have the chance to see Hu Li's body, completely
naked ?

I hope it can become a reality. But I'm afraid that by then I'll want to go further.

*** *** *** ***

After the second shoot was completed, Frank invited Hu Li out to dinner. He said very sincerely
that it was to express his gratitude. It was less than a fraction of his thanks for Hu Li's help. Hu Li agreed
without hesitation . Her innocence and naivety made her seem exceptionally sweet.

Frank's superb acting almost made me forget his scheme. While I was plotting how to get Huli to undress
, Frank was calculating how to get her into bed. I wanted to admire Huli's beautiful breasts,
but Frank wanted to suck them. I longed to see Huli's tender, virginal Chinese vulva, but Frank was determined to
take her virginity.

I felt my jealousy begin to boil. Part of me wanted to jump up and expose Frank's scheme,
to protect the pure beauty. Another part of me wanted to keep my promise, arguing that this was in my best interest. So,
when Huli returned to remove her makeup, I had a brief phone call with Frank in the alleyway. We talked on the phone, even though I
was only a few steps away from him.

I was almost stammering with fear.

"Are you... planning... tonight?" I asked Frank. In a sense,
I guessed he must have already found the "magic wand." He knew what to say or do to
lure Hu Li into the trap.

"Ha, are you just impatient, or are you afraid I won't show you?" Frank yelled brazenly on the other end of the phone.
I could imagine his thuggish appearance right now. Hu Li was definitely not in the studio right now. Then, Frank said seriously:
"No, not tonight. But soon! Really soon. I'll soon fuck that Chinese slut to pieces!
I can't wait either!"

I watched from the shadows as Hu Li came out and left the studio with Frank. She let Frank put
his waist. Frank led Hu Li out the door and headed towards his sports car. In my opinion, Frank was leading
Hu Li towards his bed. One thing particularly convinced me that it was as I imagined.

Hu Li was wearing that pink Spandex sexy tight-fitting stretchy mini-skirt to the date.

I didn't want to know what happened between Frank and Hu Li that night. Frank often shamelessly
boasted about his methods of seducing girls. So, I could guess the gist of what happened the night before. But
as always, the next day Frank recounted it to me with great enthusiasm, telling me a peculiar detail from that night.

Frank took Julia to a fancy restaurant, but instead of sitting down, they ordered takeout. The two took
large and small food containers filled with food and drinks to the park. Frank spread out
a blanket he had prepared beforehand on the lawn, bathed in the golden sunset, and then laid out the food.

They sat down on the ground. With her knees raised, Julia couldn't hide the cleavage beneath her elastic miniskirt. Julia
seemed unaware of her exposed vulva, or perhaps she simply didn't care. This gave Frank the opportunity to get his
fill of his target—the girl's private area.

Frank openly stared at Julia's private parts while showering her with attention. He praised her
performance in front of the camera, complimenting her natural beauty. Frank told Julia that she had the makings of a top model.
She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Then he truly laid his trap.

What girl doesn't want to be beautiful? And what girl doesn't long for her beauty to be
praised by everyone? Frank told Huli that he believed she was born to be a supermodel. He said that the photos he had recently
taken of her in an advertisement for a top had caused a sensation in the industry. An agent he knew was very interested in her.

Huli was overjoyed to hear this news, her face flushed. According to Frank, "This girl
was immediately smitten. Without us having to do anything, she took our aphrodisiac." Huli easily
believed Frank's promise of money and fame. She accepted his lies as readily as drinking the champagne he brought.

She immediately asked Frank what she should do. What else did they want?

Frank was very cunning, and he was also very careful. He cleverly transferred his own desires to
the demands of others. He said that the agent interested in Huli's potential wanted to see some special
audition . Some photos of Huli in lingerie.

Frank vividly described how ashamed and uneasy Huli was when she heard about the request. He said,
"That little bitch wouldn't even look at us when she heard she was going to have her ass photographed naked. Her emotions were like a frightened doe,
frozen in place."

Frank continued to work on Huli, telling her that it was all up to her. He would never force
her to do anything she didn't want to do. If she didn't accept, she could still become a model. However,
the road to success would be much harder.

At that point, if someone had advised Huli, she might have refused Frank's temptation. Unfortunately, no one
warned her that things were heading in a dangerous direction. I must give Huli the credit she deserves. Faced with
a cunning villain like Frank and his sugar-coated bait, at least she mustered the courage to say,
"David definitely won't like me doing this."

But Frank already had a plan in mind. He told Huli, "Then don't tell David yet.
Once you succeed, I guarantee he'll like your decision!"

By this point, Huli had completely fallen into Frank's trap. Frank, beaming, told me, "We didn't
expect that one sentence from you would win that chick back. We had prepared a lot of drugs, planning to
gradually seduce her. We weren't worried she wouldn't take the bait. This little cunt is really easy to coax."

Now, Hu Li only cared about where the photos would be taken and how many people would be there. Frank comforted her,
saying that if she wanted, "We can take them at my house. Just you and me." Frank was confident that the trust he had
painstakingly built up should now be rewarded. He laughed and said to me, "Now I'll say we'll
take them on our bed, and this little cunt will happily follow us!"

Sure enough, Hu Li breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, your house then."
Chapter Four: Pajama Show

I sprang into action again. This time, my task was to buy lingerie. Frank's plan was clearly
better than mine. Two photoshoots were condensed into one, "one battle at a time." Moreover, aside from bras and panties,
I could let Huli wear any bedtime outfit I wanted.

I wanted the kind of outfits that Huli had to be completely undressed to put on. Those outfits she would change into naked in
front . Perhaps Huli would look even more exciting in these pajamas.

This time, even Frank put in the effort. To make the shoot more 'perfect,' he added a
prop . The setup in the studio was no longer just simple lighting, reflectors, fans, and interchangeable backdrops.
Frank brought his own bed! It was a large double bed with a thick spring mattress covered with
a bright scarlet satin sheet, and two pairs of soft purple down pillows.

This was Huli's final resting place. It was the ultimate prop for Huli to 'model.'

I don't know if I can clearly describe the excitement and physical agitation I felt when I saw Huli undressed down to just a bra and panties, knowing that she
had to undress even further. She stood there hesitantly, nervously
clutching a black plush teddy bear I had specially bought for her. Through the one-way glass, she looked so fragile,
so helpless, so shy.

If only she knew I was right in front of her!

That would have been the end of it. Hu Li wouldn't be fiddling with it like this anymore. No, she'd been kept in the
dark along. I saw her grit her teeth, as if she'd made up her mind. The bra was unhooked as expected. Effortlessly, without a trace
of worry. Like flowing water, Hu Li unhooked the hooks, loosened the bra, and swiftly undressed, all in one smooth motion.

I finally saw Hu Li's breasts. Her beautiful Chinese breasts had a pair of small, brown nipples and dark
flesh. I wanted to cry. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I wanted to shout, to let the world know that
I had finally witnessed the beauty of the East, an absolutely sacred beauty.

Hu Li wasn't finished yet. Another quick, fluid movement removed the last fiber from her body. Her
white, soft satin panties slipped from her toes. Her breasts trembled. Her steps faltered. A sparse tuft
of black pubic hair jumped into my view.

Hu Li put down her undergarments, completely naked, and stood in front of the dressing mirror. Her naked body
appeared so perfect, so pure, so fragile. Faced with such pure flesh in the world, my
consciousness froze for a moment. Everything around me became absolutely still. I felt as if I had entered eternity.

Huli stared at herself in the dressing mirror, scrutinizing herself. It was as if she wanted to witness with her own eyes the
absolutely and the beauty emanating from it.

I couldn't miss a single scene from this shoot. If my eyes left Huli for even a moment,
I felt as if life were draining from my body. I was like an addict; Huli was my opium.
Just seeing her invigorated me. My lust surged with the poses she struck.

Frank used some positions Huli was already familiar with to warm her up. Soon, Huli adapted to the atmosphere of the studio
and began to relax. Then Frank began to implement his next plan. For the first time, he
added music to the shoot. He cleverly chose classical music instead of his favorite black rap
with its constant The music was soft and gentle, like clear spring water flowing slowly.

As Bach's "Air on the G String" resonated from the speakers,
Huli became completely absorbed in the music, losing herself in it.

"Huli, I think these photos will be fantastic," Frank began his advances. "However, if you
'd like , I'd like to try something new. To shoot some shots that are different from before."

"Okay. What do you want to do?"

"Uh, generally speaking, lingerie photography requires women to look more...sexy...if you don't mind me being blunt
. To look like they're aroused."

"Ah."

The word "sexy" brought back the fear buried deep within Huli. But after Frank's much-needed
persuasion, I wasn't sure if she was afraid of being sexy, or afraid of not
knowing how to be sexy.

“Please don’t misunderstand, I think you’re naturally very sexy. It’s just that you look so sweet, so
innocent, that you don’t qualify as ‘sexy’ in a commercial sense. I want you to look like…” Frank paused
, as if searching for the right words.

“Look like what?” Huli asked impatiently.

“Like…like you’re going to have sex with someone.”

“You mean…” Huli stiffened. “Me, have sex with someone?”

“Yes, that’s what I mean.”

“No. I don’t know…I don’t know if I can do that.”

“It’s okay, I can help you,” Frank reassured her. He couldn’t let Huli back down.

He carefully approached Huli, trying not to startle her. He took Huli’s hand and gently placed it on her chest.
Seeing that Huli was like a mare stunned by a stallion in heat, offering no resistance, he took
Huli ’s fingers and stroked them up and down her cleavage. He said, “Like this.”

Huli stared blankly at Frank with empty eyes, her mind a complete blank.

"Keep your eyes on the camera..." Frank gently reminded her, his face still showing a friendly expression.

Huli looked at the camera, her eyes still somewhat vacant.

"Imagine a stunningly handsome man in front of you..." Frank spoke
slowly . "Your prince charming. He belongs to you; you belong to him..."

Huli opened her lips, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"You can feel him—" Frank continued. "Through your own hands touching his naked body. You
can feel him—through the caresses of his fingers on you... Now, his hands are caressing your naked body. His
fingers are exploring your smooth skin. Like this..."

Frank took Huli's hand and gently moved it over her body. She watched Frank's movements intently,
feeling her own palms caressing her buttocks, her thighs, her calves...

Seeing Frank's seductive actions and Huli's submissive reaction, I was utterly stunned. It was unbelievable!
My legs were trembling. I had to sit down.

Frank withdrew his hand and took a few steps back. He turned around, picked up the camera, and started shooting again. Frank kept encouraging Hu Li,
"That's it, great, that's it."

Hu Li continued to follow the movements Frank had taught her. Slowly, she seemed to grasp the essence of it. She
was no longer so shy, and her performance became more passionate. Her hands caressed her arms and legs.

"Movement, Hu Li, movement," Frank said, taking pictures of her from different angles. He continued to encourage her, "
Dance to the rhythm of the music, tremble with the man's caresses..."

Hu Li moved to the bed. She seemed to be dancing with herself in a slow dance. She touched herself,
admired herself, and experienced a feeling she had never felt before. Her hands gracefully caressed her entire body, even her
breasts. A passionate and charming smile appeared on her face.

During this process, Hu Li changed into several sets of pajamas. Those sets, even the underwear she wore underneath,
were unusually revealing clothing that she would never normally imagine. Now she changed into them without hesitation.

Frank encouraged her to flirt with the clothes, to open her bodice, to lift the front of her silk robe to reveal her thighs,
to bend over and lift the back of her nightgown to expose her panties... With every new pose, every new outfit,
every new movement, Hu Li seemed to be trying to seduce herself.

Based on my past understanding of her, I couldn't imagine her being this excited. Now I can.
Chinese girls are women too. Under the right conditions, their long-suppressed sexual desires can erupt.

But right now, I can only barely restrain myself.

*** *** *** ***

The fourth set of pajamas is finished. This is the last set for today. Hu Li is sitting on the bed resting. She's
breathing slightly heavily, partly from the vigorous movements, and partly from her excitement. Frank walks over, seemingly
to pack up his equipment. He's very close to Hu Li. Extremely close.

At this moment, Frank bends down and whispers something in Hu Li's ear. Because his voice is so soft, I
can't hear him at all. Then, he repeats it again in a slightly louder voice.

"Hu Li..."

"What is it?" Her voice is weak, a little impatient. I think she's probably a little tired.

"I think we should take another nude photo," Frank leans even closer to her, but his eyes
are still on the camera.

This time I heard him clearly. Frank had launched his all-out attack…

Huli was tense, her whole body stiff, barely daring to breathe.

Frank didn't hear Huli's reply, so he turned and gently cupped her hand in his large one.
This wasn't professional encouragement, but the comfort of a close friend; it was the first intimate contact I'd ever witnessed. Huli
didn't react. She didn't push his hand away, or even try to pull it back.

"Huli, listen to me. I know this is very difficult for you, and my request is a bit unreasonable." "Frank

, I can't do it. I can't do it."

"Huli," Frank said. His voice was very gentle, but his reason was irrefutable. "
The person who signed me really likes you. He thinks you have great potential. But he has many girls to choose from.
Most of them have taken nude photos. It's hard for me to say, but I have to tell you the truth: if you don't take nude photos,
you won't get the contract."

"Frank, I don't want to do it. I really don't want to."

"Huli, do you trust me?" Faced with two rejections, Frank showed almost no frustration. He
gently stroked Huli's long hair as he asked. His face was full of sincerity.

"Trust," Hu Li finally managed to squeeze out the two words Frank needed.

Frank took the opportunity to kiss Hu Li on the forehead. It was the kind of loving kiss an elder gives to a child, seemingly
devoid of any sexual connotation. Yet, it was Frank's way of testing the waters. It was their second intimate encounter.
Again, to my surprise, Hu Li didn't react strongly.

"Then listen to me," Frank said confidently. "If my client likes the photos he sees,
he'll definitely choose you. And my intuition tells me that I believe you will too; he'll definitely like seeing the photos
we 're going to take."

Frank went around in circles, conveying the same clear message—Hu Li
had to strip if she wanted to become famous. Hu Li understood this and began to accept that she had to get past this hurdle.

"But, Frank," Hu Li said, somewhat embarrassed. "I've never... never
been naked in front of anyone—never in front of a man."

"Not even in front of David?" Frank asked in surprise.

Seeing his clumsy performance, I was seething with anger. That damn Frank, he knew perfectly well, yet he
pretended not to.

"No. David and I...we don't do anything reckless. I'm a very traditional girl."

"Okay, Julia," Frank once again played the tactic of feigning weakness. "I will never force you to do this."

"Aren't you angry?" Julia genuinely felt that she owed Frank something.

"No, not at all. I'm just a little disappointed.
"Holly, you are truly a very, very beautiful girl. I mean it sincerely, not
flattering you . You have the potential to become a supermodel, more successful, more famous, and richer than any model today...
"Unfortunately, you're planning to give it up!
"However, Holly, ask yourself: do you still really want to be a model?
"I think you should seriously explore what your true self is like. I bet
you'll like what you discover. Although in the process, you'll have an inner struggle, and you'll feel that many things
contradict your traditional values.
"Different people have different standards of right and wrong and different moral views.
"Holly, many things that traditional values don't agree with aren't necessarily wrong or immoral. You feel
uncomfortable taking nude photos, but that doesn't mean taking nude photos is wrong or that people who take nude photos are immoral. And you can't say that all the customers
who like appreciate nude photos are bad people."

I really admire Frank. This guy is always swearing, and he'll say "fuck" after only a few sentences. This
long , eloquent speech was surprisingly refined, devoid of any vulgarity or slang. Not only was the writing standard and the logic rigorous,
but it also appealed to reason and emotion. Even I, an accomplice who knew him inside and out, was moved and found it
believable . Let alone the naive and innocent Hu Li.

I used to think Frank was nothing more than a spoiled brat, an uneducated lecherous scoundrel. Seeing him
scheme against Hu Li these past few days, his flawless plan and remarkable self-control during execution, I only thought he was a
genius. But after hearing his words today, I had to look at him with new respect. It turns out this guy is not only intelligent but also
capable , with superior knowledge, cultivation, and judgment.

It's just a pity he used all his talent on his penis, a true waste of God's gift. The injustice of
fate is evident here.

Looking at Hu Li, after listening to Frank's words, she simply stood there silently. I don't know what she was thinking.
I guess her heart must be in turmoil. I hoped she would remain unmoved, unswayed by Frank's charms, and escape
this ordeal; I hoped even more that she would be swayed by Frank's silver tongue, so that I could witness my ultimate dream come true
—a petite Chinese girl losing her virginity to a strong black man.

Seeing that Hu Li was still struggling with her inner turmoil, Frank didn't urge her, but simply gently
massaged . This third intimate encounter between them carried a distinctly sexual undertone. It was usually the man's
foreplay before attacking the woman. And this time, Hu Li's reaction was exactly as I had expected.

She seemed to enjoy Frank's massage. After some hesitation, Hu Li finally spoke, "I just
think it's too..." But she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Too what?" Frank couldn't let the conversation end halfway, so he immediately interjected. "Too revealing? Too public?
Or too sensitive? Let me tell you, if you think that will relieve your stress, I can
strip naked like you!"

Hearing him say that, I almost burst out laughing. Ha, Frank, you bastard, you really came up with something!
To come up with such a dirty trick, to brazenly strip naked!

"What's the point? I'll be in the photos!" Poor Hu Li didn't catch
the hidden meaning in Frank's words at all, still thinking about the photos.

"Then how about this, we'll both be photogenic, I'll take a picture with you. My contracted agent won't mind. We'll take a selfie with
the timer ." Frank immediately seized the opportunity.

Without waiting for Hu Li's consent, he ripped off his t-shirt, revealing his dark, muscular upper body. I looked at Hu Li's
expression; she was staring motionless at the muscular panels of the dark body. I didn't know if she was stunned or terrified. I
was sure she had seen half-naked men before, like watching David train naked from afar on the sports field. But I wasn't
sure if she had ever seen David shirtless at such close range.

Besides, David was a gentleman; even naked, he wouldn't pose a threat or provoke Hu Li. Frank was
different ; this was all meticulously planned. He exposed his strong upper body to
threaten and seduce Hu Li with his intense masculinity.

For a moment, the studio was filled with the intense masculine hormones emanating from the naked Frank. Hu Li's
eyes were fixed on the smooth-skinned, muscular, and imposing dark body before her; her nostrils were filled with
the pheromones emanating from that powerful physique; and her mind was flooded with strange, dreamlike sexual thoughts.
An impulse she had never felt before surged within her. As if possessed, she let Frank do as he pleased.

"See?" Frank casually tossed aside his t-shirt. "Taking off clothes is that simple. There's nothing
scary about it."

He then reached for Hu Li's bra. Hu Li involuntarily backed away.

"How about this? You don't have to be completely naked, just without a bra,"
Frank . "I think that might satisfy my clients. If they
still say no after seeing it, you can wait until then to decide whether to pose completely naked."

Hu Li still didn't answer. Frank saw her hesitation, and even more so, her cowardice. He couldn't miss this opportunity; he wanted to
create a fait accompli. He stepped forward, his hand reaching for her bra, touching the clasp.
Hu Li didn't say "no," but she didn't run away either.

I saw Hu Li like a docile lamb, letting Frank do as he pleased, and my heart ached a little. But
my mind was filled with more excitement. I was about to see the breasts of this oriental beauty.

"I'm taking off my bra..." Frank whispered tenderly to Hu Li.

He expertly twisted the hook with two fingers, and the bra clasp opened. Frank first
unhooked the right cup, then the left, exposing Julia's breasts.

"Ah, this is so beautiful!" Frank said what I wanted to say to her.

Julia stood still, trembling, as Frank unhooked the bra straps from her left shoulder. I noticed
her eyes begin to move, scrutinizing her bare breasts. For the first time in a long time,
a lively expression appeared on her face.

Julia seemed to be thinking, 'This isn't as bad as I thought.' She was still herself. Although her firm
breasts were fully exposed, her round areolas and brown nipples were clearly visible. She wasn't unfamiliar with being
naked . She just hadn't undressed in front of strangers.

Julia unhooked the remaining straps from her right shoulder herself. Frank removed the bra from her body. From my hiding
place, Frank blocked my view. But I was sure Julia's breasts
were covered in .

After fixing the camera on the tripod, Frank fiddled with the timer, setting the interval for each self-portrait.
Hu Li raised her arms to cover her nipples. She didn't want to expose herself for even a second longer, intending to only lower her hands
just . Frank returned, shirtless like Hu Li. His two dark,
thick pectoral muscles and two larger, black nipples stood out against Hu Li's. His masculine strength contrasted sharply with Hu Li's fragility.

Frank gently but firmly brushed Hu Li's hands away from her chest. Then, standing behind her, he crossed
his arms over her shoulders, placing them across her chest. Just then, the camera shutter
clicked.

"Okay, that's the first one," Frank announced happily. "Nothing wrong with that? The sky
hasn't fallen, has it? But don't move. We'll take another one."

He had barely finished speaking when the shutter clicked again.

Frank's pose effectively embraced Hu Li from behind. His bare chest pressed
against Hu Li's back, subtly undulating. His hands rested on Hu Li's breasts, kneading them gently.

Hu Li felt the man's nipples subtly pressing against her back, his body heat radiating towards her. A strange sensation lingered in her
chest . It was the first time a stranger had touched her breasts, and the hand seemed to be applying gentle pressure.
There was no discomfort, yet an indescribable pleasure.

At first, Hu Li appeared very stiff, completely unable to relax. However, with Frank's slow
comforting and guidance, a smile gradually appeared on Hu Li's face, and she resumed posing normally for the photos. She raised her head,
she straightened her chest, she bent over, she stuck out her buttocks, she lay on her side on the bed…

Frank was no longer in the photos. He picked up his camera again and started taking pictures of Hu Li. Hu Li
seemed oblivious or completely indifferent to this. She followed Frank's instructions without question, posing for
the camera . With each click of the shutter, Hu Li's confidence increased, and her resilience
grew.

Seeing Hu Li's change, I knew my bet was doomed. I
was no longer surprised or heartbroken by what was happening. In fact, I was happy; I would soon see my desired Chinese pussy,
see a black cock plunder it.

"Be more seductive, like you used to..."

Frank spoke as he pressed the shutter. I noticed this was the first time he'd used such crude language with Hu Li.
Frank had also noticed Hu Li's transformation and was accelerating his pursuit of her.

Hu Li, with her looks, her performance, her smile, melted my heart. She was an absolute
beauty. Naked yet innocent, alluring yet elegant. I didn't know how to
interpret Frank's seductive scheme, I didn't know how to interpret Hu Li's psychological changes.

Oh, I shouldn't think about anything. Just follow my feelings. Let things unfold.

"Add a little more slutty," Frank continued, enticing Hu Li with lewd language. "Touch your boobs, play with
your own pigeons."

Hu Li, like a mindless but emotionally rich doll, complied completely. She pinched her beautiful, full breasts.
She pulled at them. She pampered them. She massaged them.

I could see the desire in Hu Li's eyes. She was already aroused by Frank's teasing. Hu Li, the
traditional girl, might not want to admit this fact. But Hu Li's heightened desire rendered any denial
futile. She was creating pleasure for her body. Her inner, suppressed
passion and needs, typical of conservative Chinese girls, were breaking free from the shackles of traditional morality and beginning to erupt.

I was now in hiding, unsure whether to stand or sit.

Before, I had to sit because my legs trembled, unable to stand and spy. Now, I was caught in a dilemma because my
little brother had grown up and could no longer be suppressed. Finally, I chose an unrefined but effective position—
the missionary position.

I lay prone on a soft mat I found in the next room, my rock-hard penis pressed between my abdomen and the mat
. Like male-on-top intercourse, I followed Hu Li's performance, spying and thrusting my hips,
seeking . I dared not move too vigorously, because I didn't want to ejaculate before seeing the end. Yet I couldn't stop
thrusting, because the pent-up desire was unbearable.

I didn't know how Frank could hold back. She was right in front of Huli. No one-way glass.
No obstacles, the prey was within easy reach.

I didn't know how long it would take for Frank to win our bet. But I knew he would
win . His big black cock would fuck Huli's little cunt.

Now, all I wanted to know was how long it would take for Frank to strip Huli's little panties off?
Chapter Five: Adultery

Frank was clearly as impatient as I was. He was jumping around Huli with his camera, snapping photos from different
directions , distances, and heights. He was shouting lewd slang to encourage her. He had dropped
the mask of a professional photographer. What he was shooting was clearly not what commercial advertising allowed. If Huli had any sense
left, she would have realized that things had gone too far. She was no longer a fashion model. Unfortunately ,
Huli, in her extreme excitement, didn't see it.

Frank picked up the camera and brought it close to Huli's now swollen and erect nipples. With a 'click,' he
had already pressed the shutter.

"My little model," he asked in a lewd tone. "Do you like the picture your brother took?"

Before Hu Li could answer, he snapped another close-up of her breasts. Then another. Frank
held the camera close to Hu Li's body. The cold camera lens touched her bare skin, and Hu Li giggled
incessantly .

"Stop!" she shouted, laughing. Not because she found Frank offensive, but because he was tickling
her.

Frank, of course, wouldn't stop. Instead, he moved the camera between Hu Li's legs.

Hu Li realized the lens was moving towards her vulva and screamed. She launched a surprise attack, suddenly squeezing
the camera between her legs. Frank lost control of the camera.

Hu Li got up from the bed and knelt on her heels. The camera was tightly clamped between her legs. A
victorious smile appeared on her face.

"What can you do now?" she asked smugly, her hands tightly covering her panties.

Frank naturally had
plenty of ways . In fact, Frank was incredibly creative when it came to dealing with beautiful women. He swiftly
pinched Hu Li's right nipple.

"Ouch!" Hu Li screamed again. But it was still a playful scream.

Frank reached for her left nipple. Hu Li giggled in self-defense, while still clutching the camera.
She turned to avoid Frank's fingers, her breasts swaying with each movement. But Hu
Li couldn't escape Frank's clutches; he pinched her again.

Hu Li sat on the bed and screamed again, but there was nothing she could do. She could only watch as Frank wantonly played with her
breasts . This time, Frank seemed determined not to let go, touching, pinching, and kneading Hu Li's tender breasts.
Hu Li had never felt anything like this before; she stopped screaming, breathless.

Finally, Hu Li could only defend herself, trying to drive Frank's hands away from her breasts. And this was exactly
what Frank had been waiting for. Hu Li easily fell into his trap.

Frank easily broke free from Hu Li's grasp. His
massive black hand, capable of spinning a 24-centimeter-diameter basketball with a single hand, suddenly grabbed both of Hu Li's small hands. His other
greedy black hand seized the opportunity to slip between Hu Li's defenseless legs.

This time, Hu Li screamed in genuine terror. All she could do was squeeze her legs
together tighter.

Hu Li's position on the bed was awkward. Her hands were restrained by Frank, and her legs had to be tightly closed to prevent
further harassment. Only her body could move freely. She felt a sense of panic,
uneasy about the outcome of her prank. She seemed to have a premonition that Frank would do something 'outrageous'.
At the same time, Hu Li also felt a sliver of hope, as if she hoped Frank would actually do something a little outrageous
.

For some reason, the longer Frank's hand explored between her legs, the stronger her hope became. Although Hu Li squeezed her legs together, she could only stop Frank's large hands from further invading her; she was powerless
against his thick, long fingers that were already inside her . 　　Hu Li felt that Frank's fingers seemed to possess some kind of magic, arousing some unknown desire within her.

No one had ever touched her there before, not even Hu Li herself. But Frank knew exactly where to touch. He gently stroked up and down the barely visible crevice between
Hu Li's legs, not forgetting
to rub the tip of the crevice.

Hu Li felt the slight itch transform into waves of pleasure. This pleasure
gradually penetrated her body from where Frank touched her, then spread throughout her entire body from bottom to top. This kind of pleasure was something she had never experienced before. It
terrified Hu Li, making her wonder what was wrong with her. Because this was clearly contrary to her usual beliefs. But
at the same time, Hu Li felt an even stronger longing, hoping that Frank's hand, which was trapped between her legs, would not leave. She couldn't cope with Frank
's harassment, and could only writhe restlessly on the bed.

While admiring the naked oriental beauty he had captured, Frank worked on his fingers. Even through
a thin layer of silk, he could accurately determine where the girl's vulva was. He skillfully
rubbed along the ridges of the tender labia. I felt her labia gradually swell and become engorged with blood, her vulva slowly opening, her clitoris growing larger and harder.
The cloth covering her vulva was soaked.

Looking at the Chinese girl's light brown flesh on the scarlet satin sheets, like a lamb to the slaughter, Frank
burst into wild laughter. He admired her small body writhing restlessly under the teasing of his fingers. She was so
beautiful, so helpless, so pitiful, and so arousing to Frank's blood.

She was like a budding flower on a shimmering red satin sheet, waiting to be plucked by Frank.

I heard Frank's roar and saw Hu Li, almost naked, writhing and twisting on the bed, unable to bear it any longer.
I climbed off the mattress, one hand gripping my penis, slowly stroking it, the other holding onto the doorframe, standing close to the door to peek.
I wanted a higher vantage point to watch this final scene.

I saw Hu Li, under Frank's teasing, burst into sharp, squeaky laughter, falling backward onto the bed.
I couldn't see exactly where Frank was scratching Huli. But I knew it wasn't her legs. And it certainly wasn't
the camera that had touched Huli. Frank was no longer interested in getting the camera back.

I knew it. The reason Huli was writhing like a snake was because Frank was playing with her cunt.

Frank no longer needed to hold Huli's hand. He moved his free hand to Huli's waist and
grabbed the elastic band of her panties.

Huli stiffened again. She hurriedly grabbed Frank's hand and begged almost desperately:

"No!"

It was the instinctive reaction of a girl who felt danger. This was Huli's last
struggle as a traditional Chinese girl.

*** *** *** ***

The entire photography studio immediately fell silent like a tomb.

The girl's "no" meant no.

Even a lecher like Frank understood the seriousness of the situation. He was a womanizer, not a rapist. He
immediately realized: he had tried to finish it all at once, he had gone too far. He had gone too far.

However, neither of them took any decisive action. The two sat on the bed, each lost in their own thoughts, assessing whether
their game was beyond repair.

Huli now knew Frank's next move would be to make her take off her panties. Although, Huli was still somewhat unclear about what that
meant . She truly wanted to be a supermodel, and truly believed she could. So
for her, things were back to square one: 'To take them off or not to take them off? This is a crucial question.'

However, this time Huli decided to compromise with Frank if necessary. She completely ignored
the desire Frank had aroused in her ever since she took off her bra. She would ultimately pay
the price .

As for Frank, he certainly wasn't going to give up so easily. His assessment was: 'That girl is definitely aroused
enough. Her pussy is already wet, that's proof enough.' From this, Frank concluded that as long as he didn't
rush things , he would definitely be able to deflower her tonight.

He decided to continue to proceed cautiously. But today was that day.

Frank withdrew his hands from between Huli's legs. He gently embraced her. His large, dark hands almost
encircled Hu Li's slender waist, making her appear so small and vulnerable in front of the muscular Frank. His hands
slid slowly upwards along her waist, from her stomach to her chest, and then from her breasts to her armpits. Finally, Frank lifted Hu Li
by , pulling them both to their feet.

Frank intentionally maintained an arm's length distance between them. The two stood facing each other, bare-chested,
gazing into each other's eyes. Frank saw a hint of melancholy in the clear eyes of the Chinese girl before him;
Hu Li looked up at the masculine, dark-skinned man, her eyes burning with undisguised desire. After a long silence, Hu Li
obediently lowered her eyes under Frank's imposing presence. Frank then firmly pulled Hu Li into his embrace.

I never expected things to turn out this way. A farce that seemed destined to end abruptly was easily averted by
Frank , and continued to unfold in such a sensual scene!

Throughout all my time with Julia, in every glance I gave her,
in every observation of her body, her beauty, her bare breasts, I had never imagined such
intimate . I might have been inches from Julia, but there was always a glass wall between us.

Now, Julia and Frank were skin to skin, flesh to flesh. Her full, firm breasts were pressed tightly against
Frank's dark, shiny naked body!

Frank lifted Julia up, so their nipples touched. They embraced, their
eyes locked in a tender gaze and a fiery intensity, feeling each other's heavy breathing.

Julia's flattened, soft breasts seemed to be embedded in Frank's broad chest. Julia's tanned, tender
flesh clung to Frank's dark, solid body, as if greedily drawing from it the endless
sexual desire, longing, and vitality within him.

Ah, God! She was breathtakingly beautiful! Her beautiful oriental body was so exquisite and her complexion so healthy.
Almost completely naked, except for a bright red silk thong.

The camera had long since stopped working. The several SD cards Frank had prepared were all full. Only the two of them
remained together, in a sexually intimate embrace.

Hu Li felt dizzy and weak under the passionate embrace of the opposite sex. Frank's careful planning and skillful
teasing had awakened long-suppressed desires deep within her body. He made her skin sensitive, her body...
Trembling, a yearning from the soul. Like a lonely soul longing to be loved, like an empty body yearning to
be filled. All her education, all her reason, all the traditions she cherished, all
the basic ethics she upheld, were powerless against the surging tide of desire welling up within her.

Yet, faced with this awakening of the body, the sexually inexperienced Hu Li felt bewildered and at a loss.

Seeing Hu Li now, I sighed.

Poor Hu Li, the Chinese girl. She clearly hadn't received proper sex education in high school in China. She didn't
understand basic male and female reproductive physiology, had never heard of normal sexual desire in men and women, and was even less aware of the physiological and psychological manifestations of desire. That's why she felt fear, longing, and bewilderment at the feelings Frank had aroused in her—feelings
she had "never experienced before. " 　　Poor Hu Li, the Chinese girl. After coming to America, she couldn't properly cope with the impact of a foreign culture. She used "Chinese cultural traditions" as an excuse to avoid normal interactions between men and women. Hiding under the wing , she deceived herself, thinking that this would allow her to avoid everything and everyone that went against her "traditions." As a result, she couldn't distinguish between a normal American boy's advances towards a girl and a womanizer like Frank's trapping of women. That's why she's now being manipulated by Frank. 　　I guess at this moment, Hu Li probably realized that she was about to lose her carefully protected virginity. This wasn't her own wish, but rather the result of being seduced by a strong, muscular black man who was practically a stranger. Her physical desires would make her willingly let a black penis take her virginity. 　　In a subconscious flashback, Hu Li suddenly realized that what Frank was about to do was exactly what her boyfriend David had always wanted but dared not do. At this moment, Hu Li even complained to David with heartache, "Why are you so cowardly?" If David had put in half the effort Frank had put into coaxing her, she would have willingly given her virginity . Unfortunately, it was too late now. 　　I think Hu Li now understands that she wasn't exposing herself here to be a "model." She was here naked, only to become Frank's mistress. 　　David had once earnestly warned her to be careful of Frank, calling him a scoundrel. David had prophesied, like a diviner, that everything Frank did was merely to seduce Huli into bed. At this moment, Huli felt a pang of regret. She felt guilty. She felt apologetic towards David. 　　But more than anything, she felt the physical pleasure of her panties sliding down her legs. 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　This time, Frank's movements were very gentle, slow, yet confident and firm. He gently relaxed his embrace, his body slowly sliding down. The hard muscles of his chest, beneath his dark, glossy skin, kissed and rubbed against Huli's full, soft flesh beneath her tan, silky skin. He lingered, sliding over her naked body until his knees touched the ground. 　　His head was level with Huli's genitals. Huli could feel the warm breath from Frank's thick African lips on her thin silk panties. 　　His hands slid down her body, from her armpits to her waist. He didn't even look up at her, simply inserting his two thumbs into the elastic band of her panties, folding them over her round buttocks, and pulling them down from her crotch. Then he continued to firmly and slowly pull them down her thighs. 　　Even from where I was hiding, I could hear Huli's heavy breathing. She was clearly terrified, yet also seemingly bewitched and unable to move. She had completely become Frank's prisoner. 　　To be fair, Huli did try a pitiful last struggle, trying to brush Frank's hands away. However, all her futile attempts were thwarted when the hot breath from his thick African-American lips hit her vulva, and when Frank's tongue licked her labia. 　　Huli felt a surge of female pleasure coursing through her body. The first wave of sexual pleasure triggered by genital contact stunned her, leaving her breathless. Huli had never experienced such stimulation before, nor did she know that such wonderful feelings existed in the world. 　　If it were just a kiss, she might have been able to push it away decisively. If it were just the caressing of her breasts, she might have found the courage to leave. But a soft, swirling, slippery tongue licking the very heart of her feminine soul was something Julia couldn't resist. 　　It was relentless, licking and curling around her labia, circling between them, and probing at the entrance of her vagina. Julia 's consciousness began to blur. But she knew in her heart that "that thing" was going to happen. Frank was about to take her virginity. 　　I saw Frank's tongue disappear into Julia's body. He must have already licked her vulva open, and was now sucking on the tip of his tongue as he worked his way through her. I observed Julia; her nipples were already swollen, hard, and erect. Her body, however, remained stiff, filled with fear of the unknown that was about to unfold. 　　Julia hadn't received basic sex education in high school, and in college, she refused to listen to the girls' "whispers." Faced with the overwhelmingly masculine attack of Frank, and faced with her own female physiological reactions, she was at a loss. She didn't know what she should do. She didn't know how to act in her current situation. Aside from the waves Frank's serpent stirred in her vagina, causing her hips to rotate uncontrollably, Huli remained largely still. 　　She began to moan softly occasionally. With each wave Huli was overwhelmed and lost in the sensation. Her pleasure, like her moans, became clearly identifiable. 　　The quality of Huli's moans was so sweet, so pure, so full of sexual vitality. Her love songs had no historical origins, no set patterns. Because she didn't understand obscene language (whether Chinese or American), and had never heard anyone else moan. Her moans were entirely her own creation. They were the feelings of her body and mind, the cry of her soul. 　　This was the song of a daughter tasting forbidden fruit for the first time, a solo female voice . I noticed that Frank's tongue flicking at her clitoris was like plucking at Huli's "love strings," allowing her to hum different beautiful melodies. 　　I've never heard a woman moan so beautifully, so erotically, so wildly, and so unrestrainedly. At this moment, I would trade everything I have for Frank's place. I would be with Julie , sticking my tongue out at her vulva, bringing her to her first orgasm.

But I was standing by the door, peeking in. One hand on the doorframe, the other manipulating my penis. At first, I...

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