Xiang Yang's University

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Hua Zi received a group of unusual guests today.

She had worked at the Chang Sheng Hotel for over two years and had never encountered anything like this before.

Hua Zi was the driver of the hotel's elevator number two. This was the only elevator in the hotel that went up to the 26th-floor presidential suite.

And the people going to the presidential suite today were a bit strange.

They were young women, in their early twenties, walking in one after another, all wearing matching pink-trimmed black robes

. Hua Zi recognized the robes. They were graduation gowns from Chang Jung Christian University, which was nearby. Every June, some students would wear these robes and stroll around the area. When Hua Zi passed by the university gate on her way home from work, she always saw men and women posing for photos.

These women looked like graduates.

But what were they going to the suite for?

If the university had rented the presidential suite for an official event today, she couldn't possibly not know.

Hua Zi had noticed them the moment the first pair of girls entered the elevator. She hadn't expected these two university students to go to that room—after all, the Changsheng Hotel was a five-star hotel, located on one of the busiest streets in this megacity. "

Trouble, 26th floor," the shorter girl said to Hua Zi. "

Junting, doesn't Yangzi know yet?" the taller girl said to her companion. She had delicate features and a narrow face, plus a tall stature; even Hua Zi secretly admired her. Although she had seen countless women due to her work, such a refined beauty was still rare.

"Don't worry, he has no idea. This is going to be a super surprise," said the shorter girl. She had long, jet-black hair, and her smile revealed a mature charm. "Look at us, he'll never have an experience like this again in his life.

" The two girls laughed.

At first, Hua Zi thought they were waiting for a man named Yang Zi. But later, the girls who went up to the 26th floor were groups of two or three girls dressed identically.

What were they going to the presidential suite for? Hua Zi was a little confused. The two girls might have gone up to see some wealthy man—perhaps named Yang Zi—after all, it wasn't uncommon for rich men to keep two female college students as mistresses these days. But even the richest man couldn't possibly keep so many girls... Could Yangzi be a broker?

*Ding!* The elevator bell pulled Huazi back to reality. But what she saw only deepened her confusion.

Two more girls in black robes entered!

Trouble on the 26th floor.

The elevator started moving. Huazi peeked at the two women out of the corner of her eye. Although they were dressed the same, their ages seemed vastly different: one was voluptuous, her curves barely concealed by the loose robe, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a professional handbag, exuding an air of aristocratic elegance. The other girl was different; she had a childlike face, carrying a Hello Kitty handbag, and appeared to be underage.

Suddenly, the mature woman's handbag fell to Hua Zi's feet.

Out of professional habit, Hua Zi immediately squatted down to pick it up. When she looked up, she saw the woman also bending down to reach for it. Hua Zi's gaze then fell on the loose neckline of the woman's robe.

Startled, Hua Zi quickly turned her head away.

This woman wasn't wearing anything under her robe!

Hua Zi's fleeting glance had caught a glimpse of the woman's full breasts, and the dark areolas and nipples hidden in the shadows.

Hua Zi remembered what the woman named Junting had said: "Look, we're all dressed the same."

Dressed the same!

Did that mean that the women who had just come in, including the two in the elevator now, were wearing nothing underneath their robes?

Hua Zi's mind conjured up images of girls opening their robes and leaning against the luxurious sofas in the presidential suite…

She felt her face burning.

Chapter One: Memories Within Memories

The sun blazed overhead.

Xu Qi walked along a bustling street. Her destination was the Changsheng Hotel.

She wore women's casual sandals and only a black robe over her body. Her nipples were chafed by the cheap fabric of the robe.

She felt very uncomfortable, but after a few steps, she was ashamed to find that they were starting to protrude. Xu Qi blushed and quickened her pace.

A hot breeze blew in from under the robe, and her naked lower body felt a cool sensation—it was already a little damp there.

Whether it was sweat or something else…

Xu Qi's mind flashed back to that night three and a half years ago. She sat in Xiang Yang's computer chair, her arms wrapped around her knees, eyes wide, as if she had discovered the most astonishing secret on Earth.

That year, she had just turned 18.

"You…really with Senior Sister Yu Yu…?"

Xiang Yang sat in the armchair next to her, smiling helplessly. "

Oh my god…" Xu Qi abruptly shoved her feet back to the ground. "You and our class teacher…although there's not much of an age difference, this kind of teacher-student relationship…

at Chang Jung University, the undergraduate class teacher is actually a newly admitted master's student.

" Xiang Yang shook his head. "There's no teacher-student relationship." His voice was deep and steady, with a touch of magnetism, inspiring a subtle sense of trust. "

Oh?" No teacher-student romance? Could it be just a lack of love...? Xu Qi mouthed the words, too embarrassed to say them aloud.

But Xiang Yang nodded. Yes, basically that was it. I didn't expect that either.

Xu Qi's curiosity was further piqued. What exactly happened? How did you two... get together? She wanted to use the word "flirting," but why hadn't she noticed anything after being in the same class for so long?

Xiang Yang sighed: It's a long story...

Chapter Two: Yu Yu's Narrative

My name is Xiang Yang, a first-year undergraduate student at Chang Jung Christian University. Today is registration day. I received a notice saying we would have our first class meeting in Room 302 on the first floor of the teaching building.

I thought all class teachers were white-haired, or at least professors with aged faces. But I didn't expect my class teacher to be so young and beautiful. Later I learned that university homeroom teachers don't have the same influence as those in primary and secondary schools, and this one was just a master's student.

She said her name was Yu Yu, Yu Qiuyu without autumn. I don't like Yu Qiuyu, but I like her. Her oval face, small nose, small face, smooth skin, and proper speech.

In my mind, I pictured her naked body, snow-white skin, smooth body, sexy hair under her armpits and between her legs, and a pair of perfectly sized breasts…

Enough is enough. Xu Qi interrupted me, "If you keep talking, I'll get goosebumps. I'm not interested in your filthy thoughts, okay? Hurry up and get to the point!

" …Okay.

While I was staring at Yu Yu in my fantasies, my view was suddenly blocked by a tall figure in front of me.

Hello everyone, my name is Zou Yuan. I looked up at the figure, a tall, beautiful woman with big eyes.

The self-introductions had already begun. I barely heard anything they said before.

And so, my first class meeting in college passed by in a blur of daydreams.

But this was just the beginning. I started trying to get closer to Yu Yu. Although I didn't have any ulterior motives at the time, I still intentionally or unintentionally sought opportunities to become familiar with her. So, I would occasionally text her to ask her some academic questions. We talked a lot. Later, she lent me her books, telling me to go to her dorm to get them.

Graduate dorms are definitely better than undergraduate dorms. Undergraduates share rooms with six people, bunk beds, communal bathrooms, and showers. But graduate students share rooms with two people, bunk beds with desks underneath, and private bathrooms. There's also no curfew. I often went to her room to borrow books, and would return them after reading. Sometimes we would chat, and I learned that she didn't have a boyfriend at the time, and that her roommate was her classmate in graduate school, named He Ying. She encouraged me to major in literature like them.

Two or three weeks passed like this. One day she asked me to help move some furniture to her room. After I carried the things upstairs, drenched in sweat, I noticed the weather had changed; rain was pouring down, and a strong gust of wind blew the clothes she had hung on the balcony down to the 10th floor.

Ignoring her attempts to stop me, I rushed downstairs to the street and brought the clothes back up. Of course, I was soaking wet too. "

Go take a shower first, or you'll catch a cold. I'll dry your clothes for you." Yu Yu stuffed a dry towel into the crack of the bathroom door for me, then took my wet clothes out.

After showering, I had no clothes to wear, so I wrapped the towel around my lower body. She lent me her robe to wear. We sat at her desk and chatted.

Later, she told me that she had seen my naked body that day and felt a similar urge to me as I had felt towards her during the class meeting. "

And then you two..." Xu Qi hurriedly interrupted me.

"Not so fast!" I waved my hand impatiently. Nothing happened that day. Later, when the rain stopped, I went home. Another week passed, and it was almost October, but the weather was getting hot again. That afternoon, I returned the book I had finished reading to her and bought two cold drinks.

I noticed she was wearing lipstick that day. Her lips were small, with a stubborn cuteness. After chatting for a while, I felt an urge within me and began to drift off. I made small, disjointed responses to her words.

At some point, we ran out of things to say and just looked at each other in silence.

I regained my senses, staring at her bright red lips, my heart pounding.

The room was quiet, and I could hear her breathing, faint but rapid.

So I kissed her.

She actually closed her eyes.

But when my lips touched her red lips, she still resisted and turned her head to the side.

I chased her lips and slipped my tongue into her mouth.

"Ugh..." she let out a soft cry. I hugged her, gripping her arms tightly; she was too slow to push me away.

We kissed for a long time before finally letting go, both of us panting.

After only three seconds, I moved my lips to her smooth neck, and she began to moan softly. Her body struggled in my arms.

"No..." she said. At this moment, my left hand was still gripping her body, while my right hand had already slipped inside her clothes, gently stroking her soft back.

She suddenly struggled, shaking off my left hand. But I immediately sealed her lips with mine, sucking on her tongue. My right hand held her tightly, while my left hand, through her clothes, pressed against her breasts, beginning to knead them clockwise.

She let out another groan, her body tensed, and then went limp.

I reached up with my right hand and unhooked her bra.

Yu Yu's eyes suddenly changed from dazed to terrified, and I felt the soft flesh between my right and left sides tighten.

She struggled free and pressed her hands on my shoulders, trying to push me away, but she had no strength.

My graduate school advisor, Yu Yu, was pinned to the chair by my body, her legs trapped between mine.

She was wearing a blue knee-length skirt that day.

I continued kissing her, sucking on her tongue, while slipping my left hand inside her clothes.

At that moment, Yu Yu was about to slap me hard with her right hand, but my left hand reached under her armpit, stroking her armpit hair.

She trembled slightly, her hand only lightly patting my face.

Before she could strike me a second time, I had already lifted her t-shirt and bra. Her snow-white skin and rosy areolas were exposed to the air.

*Smack!*

She finally hit me; my left cheek burned, but I didn't stop.

My lips left hers, and I took her left breast into my mouth. At the same time, I grabbed her hands, preventing her from moving.

*Ah…* she moaned. I felt her nipple swell in my mouth. I continued to tease it with my tongue.

*Ah… Xiang Yang… this won't do… ah… we're teacher and student…* Her breathing grew heavier, her body writhing more violently.

Anticipating her peak of excitement, a second before that, I pulled away from her nipple and looked directly at her.

Her screams stopped abruptly.

Because we are teacher and student, senior sister, Teacher Yu, please educate me properly!

I kissed her lips again, which she tried to open, my left hand pressing against her breast, smearing saliva all over it.

She broke free from my mouth:

...But...the door isn't closed properly..." she gasped, her half-naked breasts rising and falling.

I pressed my lips against her left breast again, lifted her from the chair, and carried her towards the door.

This time she hummed softly, but her body stopped resisting, letting me move her around.

Chapter Three: Copying a Cat to Draw a Tiger

Xu Qi's eyes widened, her breathing becoming noticeably rapid. Hug? How could you hug her while... um...

Xiang Yang chuckled inwardly.

He knew his prey was about to take the bait.

He decided to strike.

While Xu Qi was still lost in her erotic fantasies, Xiang Yang's figure shot towards her like an arrow.

"Ah!" Xu Qi cried out in surprise, finding herself being lifted up by the waist.

Xiang Yang held her waist with both hands, raising her above his head, his face pressed against her chest. "

Put me down!" Xu Qi cried out, pouting, her hands desperately pounding on Xiang Yang's shoulders.

She tried to twist her body, but he held her firmly in his strong arms.

The muscles in Xiang Yang's shoulders echoed heavily; he remained motionless, simply looking up at Xu Qi. "

Just like that," he said slowly.

Xu Qi stared fiercely at Xiang Yang's face.

Xiang Yang had thick eyebrows and small, but sharp and bright eyes. A sharply defined face, a striking buzz cut.

Though not handsome, Xu Qi was momentarily dazed, her gaze softening.

Xiang Yang put her down.

Want to know what happens next?

Chapter Four: The First Time

Yu Yu had never foreseen this situation.

The gold-rimmed glasses still sat on her delicate nose, but her body on the wooden chair was completely naked, her legs spread wide, dangling limply to the ground, her underwear hanging from her left ankle.

Her heart was pounding. The last time she could remember beating this fast was the first time she took off her shirt in front of her ex-boyfriend.

Between her legs was a naked man, diligently working on her genitals.

Ever since seeing his well-defined muscles that rainy day, Xiang Yang had become one of Yu Yu's fantasies.

Although she would imagine his naked body while masturbating at night, she never thought it would actually come true...

Yu Yu wasn't a traditional girl. Although she'd only had one boyfriend during her undergraduate years, they'd already slept together. However, since their breakup in her junior year of college, she hadn't touched another man.

Now she'd met another man, a man several years younger than her. She knew it was just physical temptation. They weren't, and couldn't possibly, have a romantic relationship.

But the physical temptation was hard to resist…

Just now, when Xiang Yang stared at her blankly, Yu Yu's heart pounded. Deep inside, a wicked desire lurked, a longing for him to pounce on her like a beast, tear off her clothes, and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina. So, when Xiang Yang actually kissed her, her reason surrendered without much struggle.

Xiang Yang used his left index and middle fingers to separate Yu Yu's labia, gently teasing the pink flesh inside with the tip of his tongue. He felt Yu Yu's hands gripping his hair tightly.

He gently inserted his right middle finger into Yu Yu's wet, slippery flesh and began to thrust.

Yu Yu felt her mons pubis burning, gushes of heat gushing out, traveling along nerve endings to her throat, pressing against her, making her let out soft moans.

Her nipples stood erect, her delicate toes curled up. Her buttocks involuntarily lifted, instinctively bringing her clitoris close to Xiang Yang's tongue.

But Xiang Yang deftly circled the soft flesh around her clitoris, sometimes sucking on her labia minora, intensifying Yu Yu's pleasure, yet leaving her unable to release it.

Each time his middle finger withdrew from her vagina, fluid flowed down his fingertip, onto his palm, and onto the wooden chair.

Finally, Yu Yu's body began to twitch slightly.

The time was up.

Xiang Yang suddenly took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue sweeping rapidly, while simultaneously inserting his right ring finger into her vagina, the two fingers pressing against the vaginal walls, vibrating rapidly.

Yu Yu felt her lower body explode, the shockwave stiffening her entire body. She could no longer control her throat, letting out a long scream.

She felt herself soaked, tears streaming down her face, saliva dripping down her neck. Worse still, she realized she couldn't hold back her urge to urinate.

A stream of water sprayed onto Xiang Yang's neck.

This orgasm… she'd never experienced anything like it before…

After what seemed like an eternity, her body slumped back into the chair, panting heavily.

The man stood up.

Yu Yu opened her eyes; Xiang Yang was bent over, staring at her flushed, burning face.

"Ha… ha… I… you… are amazing…" Yu Yu gasped for breath. Her glasses were still perched on her nose.

Xiang Yang gently removed them. "Teacher, you just climaxed."

Hearing the word "teacher," Yu Yu's face inexplicably flushed again.

She said slowly, "You naughty boy, you've done a lot of bad things before, haven't you?"

Xiang Yang just smiled and continued to look at her.

Yu Yu placed her hand on Xiang Yang's left cheek, where her handprint from when she slapped him was still visible. Her hand slowly moved down, from his neck to his chest, caressing the man's thick muscles. "

I've never done this before, this is my first time. My ex-boyfriends weren't used to the smell there, they thought it was dirty."

"Have you ever given him oral sex?"

"Yes, he liked it."

"Don't you have the right to think he's dirty?" Xiang Yang asked.

Yu Yu laughed and slapped his forehead. "Kiss me, Xiang Yang."

Xiang Yang lowered his head and took her lips into his mouth. At the same time, his penis was already close to Yu Yu's mons pubis. "

I'm going in, teacher."

Another wave of shame rose within Yu Yu, but it quickly transformed into pleasure as his hard penis thrust into her vagina.

Yu Yu's mouth and vagina were simultaneously ignited. She whimpered, her tongue frantically entwining with Xiang Yang's, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her plump thighs rose, opened, and then clamped around Xiang Yang's strong back muscles. The

flimsy wooden chair creaked and groaned, the frequency increasing. Accompanied by the sounds of their genitals rubbing together.

Outside the window, sunlight dappled through the trees as Xu Qi and her roommates Feng Xixuan and Ma Wei walked past the dormitory building. She certainly never imagined that the penis that would later drive her mad was ravaging another woman's body in the building she was just walking past.

Hua Zi received a group of unusual guests today.

She had worked at the Chang Sheng Hotel for over two years and had never encountered anything like this before.

Hua Zi was the driver of the hotel's elevator number two. This was the only elevator in the hotel that went up to the 26th-floor presidential suite.

And the people going to the presidential suite today were a bit strange.

They were young women, in their early twenties, walking in one after another, all wearing matching pink-trimmed black robes

. Hua Zi recognized the robes. They were graduation gowns from Chang Jung Christian University, which was nearby. Every June, some students would wear these robes and stroll around the area. When Hua Zi passed by the university gate on her way home from work, she always saw men and women posing for photos.

These women looked like graduates.

But what were they going to the suite for?

If the university had rented the presidential suite for an official event today, she couldn't possibly not know.

Hua Zi had noticed them the moment the first pair of girls entered the elevator. She hadn't expected these two university students to go to that room—after all, the Changsheng Hotel was a five-star hotel, located on one of the busiest streets in this megacity. "

Trouble, 26th floor," the shorter girl said to Hua Zi. "

Junting, doesn't Yangzi know yet?" the taller girl said to her companion. She had delicate features and a narrow face, plus a tall stature; even Hua Zi secretly admired her. Although she had seen countless women due to her work, such a refined beauty was still rare.

"Don't worry, he has no idea. This is going to be a super surprise," said the shorter girl. She had long, jet-black hair, and her smile revealed a mature charm. "Look at us, he'll never have an experience like this again in his life.

" The two girls laughed.

At first, Hua Zi thought they were waiting for a man named Yang Zi. But later, the girls who went up to the 26th floor were groups of two or three girls dressed identically.

What were they going to the presidential suite for? Hua Zi was a little confused. The two girls might have gone up to see some wealthy man—perhaps named Yang Zi—after all, it wasn't uncommon for rich men to keep two female college students as mistresses these days. But even the richest man couldn't possibly keep so many girls... Could Yangzi be a broker?

*Ding!* The elevator bell pulled Huazi back to reality. But what she saw only deepened her confusion.

Two more girls in black robes entered!

Trouble on the 26th floor.

The elevator started moving. Huazi peeked at the two women out of the corner of her eye. Although they were dressed the same, their ages seemed vastly different: one was voluptuous, her curves barely concealed by the loose robe, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a professional handbag, exuding an air of aristocratic elegance. The other girl was different; she had a childlike face, carrying a Hello Kitty handbag, and appeared to be underage.

Suddenly, the mature woman's handbag fell to Huazi's feet.

Out of professional habit, Huazi immediately squatted down to pick it up. When she looked up, she saw that the woman was also bending down and reaching for it. Huazi's gaze then fell on the loose neckline of the woman's robe.

Hua Zi was startled and quickly turned her head away.

This girl was completely naked under her robe!

Hua Zi's fleeting glance had caught a glimpse of the girl's full breasts, and the dark areolas and nipples hidden in the shadows.

Hua Zi remembered what the girl named Jun Ting had said: "Look, we're all dressed the same."

Dressed the same!

Could it be that the groups of girls who had just come in, including the two in the elevator now, were wearing nothing underneath their robes?

Hua Zi's mind conjured up images of girls opening their robes and leaning against the luxurious sofas in the presidential suite…

She felt her face burning.

Chapter One: Memories Within Memories

The sun blazed overhead.

Xu Qi walked along the bustling street. Her destination was the Changsheng Hotel.

She was wearing women's casual sandals and only a black robe over her body. Her nipples were chafed by the robe's cheap fabric.

She felt extremely uncomfortable, but after a few steps, she was ashamed to find them starting to protrude. Xu Qi blushed and quickened her pace.

A warm breeze blew in from under the robe, and her naked lower body felt a cool sensation—it was already a little damp. She

didn't know if it was sweat or…

Xu Qi's mind flashed back to that night three and a half years ago, when she sat in Xiang Yang's computer chair, her arms wrapped around her knees, her eyes wide, as if she had discovered the most astonishing secret on Earth.

That year, she had just turned 18.

"You…really with Senior Sister Yu Yu…?"

Xiang Yang sat in the armchair next to her, smiling helplessly.

"Oh my god..." Xu Qi shoved her feet back to the ground. "You and our homeroom teacher... although you're not that much older, this kind of teacher-student relationship...

at Chang Jung University, undergraduate homeroom teachers are actually newly recruited master's students.

" Xiang Yang shook his head. "There's no teacher-student relationship." His voice was deep and slightly magnetic, inspiring a subtle sense of trust.

"Oh? No teacher-student relationship? Is it just a lack of love...?" Xu Qi mouthed the words, too embarrassed to say them aloud.

But Xiang Yang nodded. "Yes, basically that's it." "I didn't expect that either."

Xu Qi's curiosity was further piqued. "What happened? How did you two... get together?" She originally wanted to use the word "flirting," wondering why we'd been in the same class for so long without noticing anything.

Xiang Yang sighed: "That's a long story..."

Chapter Two: Yu Yu's Narrative

My name is Xiang Yang, a first-year undergraduate student at Chang Jung Christian University. Today is registration day. I received a notice saying we'd have our first class meeting in Room 302 on the first floor of the teaching building.

I imagined homeroom teachers to be gray-haired, or at least professors with aged faces. But I didn't expect her to be so young and beautiful. Later I learned that university homeroom teachers don't have the same role as those in primary and secondary schools, and she's just a master's student.

She said her name was Yu Yu, Yu Qiuyu (余秋雨) without autumn. I don't like Yu Qiuyu, but I like her. Her oval face, small nose, small face, smooth skin, and refined manners.

My mind conjured up her naked body: snow-white skin, a smooth figure, sexy hair under her arms and between her legs, and a pair of perfectly sized breasts…

Enough, enough. Xu Qi interrupted me, “If you keep going, I’ll get goosebumps. I’m not interested in your filthy thoughts, okay? Get to the point!

” …Okay.

As I was staring at Yu Yu in my fantasies, my view was suddenly blocked by a tall figure in front of me. “

Hello everyone, my name is Zou Yuan.” I looked up at the figure—a tall, beautiful woman with big eyes.

It turned out they had already started the self-introduction segment. I hadn’t heard much of what they had said before.

And so, my first class meeting in college was spent in daydreaming.

But this was just the beginning. I started thinking of ways to get closer to Yu Yu. Although I had no ulterior motives at the time, I still intentionally or unintentionally sought opportunities to get to know her. So, I would occasionally text her to ask her about my studies. We talked a lot. Later, she lent me her books, telling me to pick them up from her dorm.

Graduate dorms are definitely better than undergraduate dorms. Undergraduates share rooms with six people, bunk beds, communal bathrooms, and public showers. But graduate students share rooms with two people, bunk beds with desks underneath, and private bathrooms. There's also no curfew. I often went to her place to borrow books, and would return them after reading. Sometimes we would chat, and I learned that she didn't have a boyfriend at the time, and that her roommate was her classmate in graduate school named He Ying. She encouraged me to major in literature like them in the future.

Two or three weeks passed like this. One day, she asked me to help move some furniture to her bedroom. After I carried the things upstairs, drenched in sweat, I noticed the weather had changed; rain poured down, and a strong gust of wind blew her clothes, which she had hung out to dry on the balcony, down to the 10th floor.

Ignoring her protests, I rushed downstairs to the street and retrieved the clothes. Of course, I was soaked too. "

Go take a shower first, or you'll catch a cold," Yu Yu said, stuffing a dry towel into the crack of the bathroom door and then taking my wet clothes out.

After showering, I had nothing to wear, so I wrapped the towel around my lower body. She lent me her robe. We sat at her desk and chatted.

Later she told me that she saw me naked that day and felt the same urge I had for her during the class meeting. "

And then you guys..." Xu Qi hurriedly interrupted me.

"Not so fast!" I waved my hand impatiently. Nothing happened that day; I went home after the rain stopped. Another week passed, it was almost October, but the weather was getting hot again. That afternoon, I returned the book I had finished reading to her and bought two cold drinks.

I noticed she was wearing lipstick that day. Her lips were small, with a stubborn cuteness. After chatting for a while, I felt an urge within me and started to become absent-minded. I half-heartedly responded to her remarks.

At some point, we ran out of things to say and just silently looked at each other.

I regained consciousness, staring at her bright red lips, my heart pounding.

The room was quiet; I could hear her breathing, faint but rapid.

So I kissed her.

She actually closed her eyes.

But when my lips touched her red lips, she resisted, turning her head to the side.

I chased her lips, slipping my tongue into her mouth.

"Ugh..." she let out a soft cry. I held her, gripping her arms; she was too slow to push me away.

We kissed for a long time before finally separating, both of us panting.

After only three seconds, I moved my lips to her smooth neck, and she began to moan softly. Her body struggled in my arms.

"No..." she said. My left hand was still gripping her body, while my right hand had slipped inside her clothes, gently stroking her soft back.

She suddenly jerked away, shaking off my left hand. But I immediately sealed her lips with mine, sucking on her tongue. My right hand held her tightly, while my left hand, through her clothes, pressed against her breasts, beginning to knead them clockwise.

She let out another soft moan, her body tensing before going limp.

I reached up with my right hand and unhooked her bra.

Yu Yu's eyes suddenly shifted from dazed to terrified, and I felt the soft flesh between my right hands tighten.

She struggled free, her hands gripping my shoulders, trying to push me away, but she lacked the strength.

My graduate advisor, Yu Yu, was pinned to the chair by my body, her legs trapped between mine.

She was wearing a knee-length blue dress that day.

I continued kissing her, sucking on her tongue, while slipping my left hand inside her clothes.

Just then, Yu Yu was about to slap me hard with her right hand, but my left hand reached under her armpit, stroking her armpit hair.

She trembled, her hand only lightly patting my face.

As she tried to hit me a second time, I had already lifted her t-shirt and bra. Her snow-white skin and rosy areolas were exposed to the air.

*Smack!*

She finally hit me; my left cheek burned, but I didn't stop.

My lips left hers, and I took her left breast into my mouth. At the same time, I held her hands, preventing her from moving.

Ah… she moaned. I felt her nipple swell in my mouth. I continued to tease it with my tongue.

Ah… Xiang Yang… this won't do… ah… we are teacher and student… her breathing became heavier and heavier, her body twisting more and more violently.

I anticipated her most excited state, and a second before that, I pulled away from her nipple and looked directly at her.

Her cries stopped abruptly.

Because we are teacher and student, senior sister, Teacher Yu, please educate me properly!

I kissed her lips again, which were trying to open, and placed my left hand on her breast, spreading saliva all over it.

She broke free from my mouth:

"...But...the door isn't closed properly..." she gasped, her half-naked breasts heaving.

I pressed my lips to her left breast again, lifted her from the chair, and carried her towards the door.

She hummed softly, but her body stopped resisting, letting me move her around.

Chapter Three: Copying a Cat

Xu Qi's eyes widened, her breathing becoming noticeably rapid. A hug? How could I hug her while... um...

Xiang Yang chuckled inwardly.

He knew his prey was about to take the bait.

He decided to strike.

While Xu Qi was still lost in her erotic fantasies, Xiang Yang's figure flew towards her like an arrow.

Ah! Xu Qi cried out in surprise, realizing she had been lifted up by the waist.

Xiang Yang wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her above his head so his face was pressed against her chest. "

Put me down!" Xu Qi cried out, pouting, her hands pounding on Xiang Yang's shoulders.

She tried to twist her body, but his strong arms held her firmly.

The muscles in Xiang Yang's shoulders creaked heavily; he remained motionless, simply looking up at Xu Qi. "

Just like that," he said slowly.

Xu Qi stared fiercely at Xiang Yang's face.

Xiang Yang had thick eyebrows, small but sharp, bright eyes. A chiseled face, and a striking buzz cut.

Although not handsome, Xu Qi was somewhat mesmerized by his appearance, her gaze softening.

Xiang Yang put her down. "

Want to know what happens next?"

Chapter Four: The First Time

Yu Yu had never foreseen such a situation.

The wire-rimmed glasses still sat on her delicate nose, but her body on the wooden chair was completely naked, her legs spread wide, dangling limply to the ground, her underwear hanging from her left ankle.

Her heart was pounding. The last time she could remember beating this fast was the first time she took off her shirt in front of her ex-boyfriend.

Between her legs was a naked man, diligently working on her genitals.

Ever since she saw his well-defined muscles that rainy day, Xiang Yang had become one of Yu Yu's fantasies.

Although she would imagine his naked body while masturbating at night, she never thought it would actually happen…

Yu Yu wasn't a traditional girl. Although she only had one boyfriend during her undergraduate years, she had already slept with him. However, since their breakup in her junior year of college, she hadn't touched another man.

Now she had met another man, a man several years younger than her. She knew it was just physical temptation. They weren't, and couldn't possibly, have a romantic relationship.

But the physical temptation was hard to resist…

Just now, Xiang Yang had stared at her blankly, and Yu Yu's heart was pounding. Deep inside her was a wicked desire, a longing for him to pounce on her like a beast, tear off her clothes, and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina. So, when Xiang Yang actually kissed her, her reason surrendered without much struggle.

Xiang Yang used his left index and middle fingers to separate Yu Yu's labia, gently teasing the pink flesh inside with the tip of his tongue. He felt Yu Yu's hands gripping his hair tightly.

He gently inserted his right middle finger into Yu Yu's wet, slippery flesh and began to thrust.

Yu Yu felt her mons pubis burning, gushes of heat gushing out, traveling along nerve endings to her throat, pressing against her, making her let out soft moans.

Her nipples stood erect, her delicate toes curled up. Her buttocks involuntarily lifted, instinctively bringing her clitoris close to Xiang Yang's tongue.

But Xiang Yang deftly circled the soft flesh around her clitoris, sometimes sucking on her labia minora, intensifying Yu Yu's pleasure, yet leaving her unable to release it.

Each time his middle finger withdrew from her vagina, fluid flowed down his fingertip, onto his palm, and onto the wooden chair.

Finally, Yu Yu's body began to twitch slightly.

The time was up.

Xiang Yang suddenly took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue sweeping rapidly, while simultaneously inserting his right ring finger into her vagina, the two fingers pressing against the vaginal walls, vibrating rapidly.

Yu Yu felt her lower body explode, the shockwave stiffening her entire body. She could no longer control her throat, letting out a long scream.

She felt herself soaked, tears streaming down her face, saliva dripping down her neck. Worse still, she realized she couldn't hold back her urge to urinate.

A stream of water sprayed onto Xiang Yang's neck.

This orgasm… she'd never experienced anything like it before…

After what seemed like an eternity, her body slumped back into the chair, panting heavily.

The man stood up.

Yu Yu opened her eyes; Xiang Yang was bent over, staring at her flushed, burning face.

"Ha… ha… I… you… are amazing…" Yu Yu gasped for breath. Her glasses were still perched on her nose.

Xiang Yang gently removed them. "Teacher, you just climaxed."

Hearing the word "teacher," Yu Yu's face inexplicably flushed again.

She said slowly, "You naughty boy, you've done a lot of bad things before, haven't you?"

Xiang Yang just smiled and continued to look at her.

Yu Yu placed her hand on Xiang Yang's left cheek, where her handprint from when she slapped him was still visible. Her hand slowly moved down, from his neck to his chest, caressing the man's thick muscles. "

I've never done this before, this is my first time." "My ex-boyfriends didn't like the taste there, they thought it was dirty."

"Have you ever given him oral sex?" "

Yes, he really liked it."

"Don't you have the right to think he's dirty?" Xiang Yang asked.

Yu Yu laughed and slapped his forehead. "Kiss me, Xiang Yang."

Xiang Yang lowered his head and kissed her lips. At the same time, his penis was already close to Yu Yu's mons pubis. "

I'm going in, teacher."

Another wave of shame rose from Yu Yu's body, but it quickly turned into pleasure as his hard rod thrust into her vagina.

Yu Yu's mouth was ignited at the same time. She whimpered, her tongue frantically intertwining with Xiang Yang's, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her plump thighs also rose, opened, and then clamped onto Xiang Yang's strong back muscles. The

flimsy wooden chair creaked and groaned, the frequency increasing. The sounds of their genitals rubbing together filled the air.

Outside the window, sunlight dappled through the trees as Xu Qi and her roommates Feng Xixuan and Ma Wei walked past their dormitory building. She certainly never imagined that the very penis that would later drive her mad was ravaging another woman's body in the very building she was walking past.

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