Please stop tempting me, okay?

I'm a junior in college this year. Due to some family reasons, I transferred from my familiar school to an unfamiliar one. Since it's so far from home, I wanted to rent a place off-campus. However, when I tried to rent one three days before the semester started, all the nearby student accommodations were already sold out. (Later, I heard from upperclassmen that places closer to the school were a few hundred dollars cheaper on average, but they were incredibly popular!) Because I had worked part-time before, I had a considerable amount of savings, so I figured it wouldn't be a problem since there were still three days left before school started.
But because of my lack of connections, a nearby hotel ripped me off for over two thousand dollars! Even though I'm not short of money, it still stung. Those damn hotels must be ripping off newbies like us! "Sir, the room you chose is a higher-class one, so the price is naturally higher!" The waiter looked at me like I was an idiot. "Oh... I see!" What could I do but smile stupidly and pay? To avoid being ripped off again, I was forced to use godlike efficiency to rent a place immediately.
It was a 12-story apartment building, with rooms of varying sizes and prices on each floor. The landlord was a middle-aged man nearing 40, seemingly composed and unsmiling.
But after spending some time with him, I realized I should slap myself a few times—it wasn't like that at all! "This was built this way to give nearby students more diverse options, a clever plan," the landlord said with a professional air of superiority. The landlord showed me around all 12 floors, but it turned out that the so-called "more diverse options" didn't seem to be a good idea...
After this tour, the landlord had managed to create over 50 rooms across 12 floors, but only 5 were rented out in total, or 6 if you included me.
There was also a rule: after taking the elevator up, there was a large shoe cabinet next to the elevator. Because of the landlord's design, carpets were laid everywhere except in front of the elevator, and everyone was required to take off their shoes upon entering. "Wow! Seriously?! A hotel has carpets?! No need for slippers?! What kind of ridiculous rule is this?!" I exclaimed, speechless. "Sigh... there aren't many people who understand the painstaking efforts of designers these days," the landlord sighed, looking at me with the face of a resentful old woman. Me: "...". Later, I chose the 12th floor. There were a total of 6 rooms on the 12th floor: 5 single rooms and 1 double room. Two of the single rooms were already occupied. Needless to say, the double room would be more expensive, but the landlord said, "The 12th floor! It's the place where the shaking is the biggest and most exciting during an earthquake, and the chance of escaping is also the lowest. So I'll just charge you the price of a single room. Just remember to keep the room clean and tidy." As soon as he said that, I knew why so few people lived here. "Here! This is the key to the top floor. Keep it safe, because you're the only guy on this floor." The landlord tossed me the key, struck an incredibly pretentious pose, and took the elevator downstairs. "I'm the only guy," I thought, my mind starting to fantasize about a beautiful apartment encounter. The room's layout was simple, but I must say, the landlord's planning was really good. There was a double bed, a desk, and a bunch of other odds and ends, but it still felt spacious. Plus, there was a balcony outside, and the night view from the 12th floor was quite nice. And since this was the only double room on the floor, it felt even quieter. After living there for a month, I discovered that the girls in the other two rooms, although quite attractive, both had boyfriends. Occasionally, I could hear them making love in their rooms. Since I was still single, I could only listen to their soft breathing and fantasize about having sex with them. Then one day, the landlord brought a new tenant to see the room. Looks like another unlucky guy was going to hear his ramblings.
I opened the door and leaned against it, curious to see what the landlord was up to this time. But what I saw made me jump so high that my head made very close contact with the door frame. A beauty! A one-ten-hundred-fold beauty! Her bright, innocent eyes glanced in my direction, then she chuckled, and the whole world seemed to light up instantly. She was about 168 cm tall, quite tall for a girl, but my gaze quickly shifted to her chest. Good heavens! I'd been living in the dark all this time; today I truly witnessed what a voluptuous figure looks like, wave after wave!
She wore a strapless white dress paired with plain brown skinny capri pants. The white dress accentuated her breasts, making them look incredibly high—at least a large D cup, if not an E! Add to that her slender waist and pert bottom, tsk tsk… I definitely won't be able to sleep tonight. "Oh! Miss! This is the only double room on our 12th floor, but it's been bought by this gentleman. Would you like to… take a look at the 11th floor?" the landlady said earnestly, bowing and gesturing for me to enter.
Damn! Beautiful women get this kind of treatment; not even a hint of frivolity in her tone. When I first moved in, I was treated like a eunuch serving the emperor. The beautiful woman tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said something astonishing: "I want to stay here! Or... could you ask that gentleman if he wants to stay with me?" Although she spoke softly to the landlord, I wasn't far away and still heard her. The landlord was dumbfounded, and I was speechless too. "I'll ask for you," the landlord said professionally immediately, then quickly pulled me into my room. "You little rascal! This beautiful woman actually said she wants to stay with you! Do you want to consider buying a lottery ticket tonight and guaranteeing a big win? Remember to share half with me, and I won't charge you rent for the rest of your life!" As soon as I was out of the woman's sight, the landlord revealed his true colors. "Pshaw! It's because I'm handsome, okay? And I just happened to snag a double room, but I think my good looks are more to blame!" Faced with such a landlord, I could only shamelessly play along. After listening, the landlord stared at me intently. "What are you looking at! I told you he's handsome, oh~ I know, handsome guys are rare, you're addicted to looking, aren't you!" I continued my shameless rambling. "Hmm! You're not bad, but..." The landlord looked thoughtful, "I've taken a professional look at you, and when I was young, I was ten times more handsome than you. As for now, tsk tsk... I'm more manly! Hahahaha!" "Go to hell!" I pushed the landlord out and closed the door. "What's wrong? He looks unhappy..." The beautiful woman asked the landlord with a worried expression. "Nothing, nothing~~ If it's convenient, you can move in right away. This guy is just too shy seeing a beautiful woman~" The landlord continued his nonsense. "Oh..." The beautiful woman tilted her head and looked at my room door. ----------------
...
The "luggage" was like a small mountain, and the landlord and I became the cheapest laborers. We carried it almost eight times, panting heavily, before we finally got it all done. "It was torture! Why did I even ask her to move it right away if it was convenient?" the landlord gasped, hands on her knees. "Damn it! Why did you drag me into this if you agreed?!" I leaned against the wall, panting. Having gotten used to this landlord's thick skin, I couldn't hold back my words. "Thank you! I'll buy you drinks later," Ningning said shyly, seeing how panted we were. After chatting with her, she said her classmates called her Ningning, and I learned she worked in online shopping. Those "mountains" of items she brought in were all in high demand—clothes, shoes, and the like.
They were indeed in high demand; the first day they were piled up all over the room, but a week later there were only a few bags left. It's definitely different when a beautiful woman endorses something. If I were to model for this, I probably wouldn't sell a single item by the time I graduated! The first day we moved in, we were basically in a very polite and respectful phase, both of us being incredibly courteous and always putting the other first.
But... here comes the real drama! Showering and sleeping that night were incredibly awkward for us. I'm still a virgin, so I was definitely excited; just thinking about it made my penis rock hard. On the other hand, although her face was flushed red to her neck, she was much more open than me. Showering was fine, since she runs an online store and sells sexy lingerie, so she wasn't worried about me seeing her even if she was only wearing underwear.
As for me, I usually just throw on a shirt at home, basically only wearing boxer shorts. "You go first, I still have some stuff to deal with here," Ningning said, staring at her Apple laptop without turning around. "Oh..." I stared at her beautiful back, momentarily lost in thought. Of course, besides her curvaceous figure making me feel a little thirsty, the main reason was that her words just now made me feel like a wife talking to her husband. She seemed to notice that I was a little dazed, and turned around to look at me, saying, "What's wrong?" "Nothing, nothing, I was just thinking about wearing my coolest pajamas tonight." I made up an excuse a little awkwardly. She covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "There's no such thing as the coolest pajamas! Are you going to a pajama party?" I smiled, grabbed my clothes, and headed to the bathroom. I sometimes masturbate in the bathroom, and for a big event like today, I should release some tension, especially when I'm going to sleep later...
But then I thought about it, her legs were still covered by brown leggings, her butt too, and her breasts, although... But it was still completely hidden by her short-sleeved dress; I couldn't even see a cleavage. "Sigh... beauties aren't so easy to spot after all." I sighed softly, shook my head, and then focused on taking a shower. About 15 minutes later, I came out, drying my dripping hair. "Hello! Your turn!" "Okay~" She didn't turn around either, but her voice was sweet. After closing her laptop, she also picked up the clothes she had prepared and went to the bathroom. I stole a glance at the underwear in her hand—oh my god! The cup size was huge! And those panties were just too provocative. So far, everything has been normal. There's been no verbal flirting or physical contact, and as for any kind of emotional connection… what the heck?
We're both dressed normally. I usually just wear boxer shorts, but since it's only the first day I met Ningning, I felt it would be disrespectful to wear them like that, so I put on my thermal pants. I went to the balcony and lit a cigarette to calm myself down, so I wouldn't have to complain to her later with my erection. The balcony on this apartment building has no wind protection at all. I smoked while shivering, and it seemed to work well; my erection returned to normal almost immediately. She probably only took about 20 minutes to wash, which is quite fast for a girl, especially considering she has big, curly hair that looks difficult to wash.
She came out drying her wet hair, but as soon as she did, my erection, which had subsided, quickly swelled up again, stretching my thermal pants high. "Damn! This..." She took in a top and shorts, but she came out wearing only her underwear. At that moment, I saw her large, white breasts accentuated by her bra, a deep cleavage that almost made me want to pounce and lick them. The curve of her slender waist made my penis throb a little. As for her underwear, it was almost transparent except for her private parts. I couldn't resist opening the balcony door and going into the room. She stared at me blankly for a moment, then shifted her gaze to my pants, which were bulging from my penis. "Ah!" she exclaimed softly, then grabbed the clothes she had brought into the bathroom but hadn't worn, and dashed back in. About 20 seconds later, she came out blushing and said, "Sorry... I usually live alone, I forgot for a moment, um..." As she spoke, she unexpectedly shifted her gaze back to my erect penis. "It's okay, it's okay, I don't mind. It's home anyway! Relaxing is the most important thing." I waved my hand, feigning nonchalance, and sat on the bed. With her eyes "teasing" me like this, I was afraid I'd really transform into a wild beast and rush to the balcony to "roar at the moon." "Um... well, whatever you want!" she said hesitantly, her face flushed. "Really, I usually just wear a shirt and boxer shorts!" I said teasingly. "Aren't all guys like that?" she asked, puzzled. "..." I was speechless for a moment, thinking she'd be even more embarrassed!
Soon it was past 1 a.m., and she climbed into bed, looking a little tired. I was lying in bed watching TV when she came in, and I was a bit stunned. I turned to look at her and saw she was also looking at me with a slightly flushed face.
I smiled, turned off the TV, and started chatting with her. "You don't go to the same school as me, do you?" I said. "Yeah! I'm a freshman, what about you?" "...I'm a junior, I transferred here, just like you, a newbie." "You're the newbie! I know this area better than you do, okay?" "Oh my! Getting all proud of yourself!" "Hehe...of course! I'm not a local either, but I've been living here for a little while now, I know all the good eats, the convenience stores nearby, and stuff like that." She said proudly, waving her little fist. As we chatted, I couldn't help but shift my gaze. Even though she was fully clothed, with me sitting and her lying down, looking down at her, her breasts were still very firm, and I could still see her large, white breasts through her thin-strapped nightgown. I stared at her breasts, feeling a bit thirsty; the way they were partially visible was incredibly alluring to a man, and then, my pants were stretched taut again. "Hey! What do you do for work now?" She didn't notice me spying on her and continued chatting. "I'm currently unemployed! I just moved here!" I answered her while adjusting my posture to get a better view. "Oh...so how will you pay the rent? What about food?" She suddenly looked up at me. "Oh...well...I have some savings..." I chuckled awkwardly, immediately looking away, but she still noticed. "Pervert..." she spat, blushing as she covered her chest.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/117884.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=117884&aspx=1

Previous Page : MTV with female classmate at 4 am

Next Page : Warmth in the world

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Please stop tempting me, okay?

comment Open a new window to view comments