Ah Bin's Forty-Two Abuses

Ah Bin (42) The midterm exams
were almost over, and most people only had one or two subjects left.
In the third and fourth periods of the morning, Yu Hui's class was taking the Civil Law exam. Wen Qiang sat in the back row of the classroom, easily filling in the answers.
He was very well prepared for this subject. After the Civil Law exam, the General Psychology exam in the afternoon would only count as a bonus,
and then all the exams for the week would be done. As he wrote, he planned to ask Xiao Zhu to go to the movies that evening,
feeling extremely happy.
His happiness continued until he saw Cindy's thighs.
Cindy sat in the row next to him. Wenqiang noticed that she was subtly pulling up her short pleated skirt. The hem slid past her
shapely thighs. Cindy was tall with long, shapely legs, and Wenqiang could already see most of her beautiful legs.
But Cindy kept pulling it up, and Wenqiang's heart began to race. His gaze was completely drawn to her. Finally, Cindy
almost lifted the entire skirt. It turned out that she had written densely packed small characters on the top of her thighs.
Of course couldn't see the small characters on her legs, but he could
clearly see her two round, clean legs and her light maroon underwear.
Cindy was looking and copying, while Wenqiang was writing and reading. Of course, he had seen Cindy's thighs before; she
revealed much more when she wore a swimsuit. He hadn't expected to see her shapely lower body in this situation
, and it was inevitable that he would have a normal male reaction.
Suddenly, Cindy turned her head and saw Wenqiang looking at her. She glared at him first, put her skirt back
, and then noticed that Wenqiang's answers were written smoothly. She gestured for Wenqiang to show her. Wenqiang glanced at
the proctor in the distance and shook his head. Cindy playfully pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingers, leaned forward and lifted it up, giving
him a flirtatious look. Wenqiang swallowed hard. Cindy took the opportunity to reach out and snatch his answer sheet. Wenqiang didn't dare to stop
her, but his heart was pounding with fear, worried about what would happen if the proctor came over.
Cindy wasn't going to let his exam paper go to waste. She lifted her skirt up to her thighs, giving Wenqiang a clear
view her bare legs and underwear. He was both amused and exasperated. Luckily, the proctor didn't come near him
. Once Cindy was satisfied with what she had copied, she found an opportunity to toss it back to him, deliberately lifting her skirt completely to give
him an even bigger view before carefully putting it back down and blowing him a kiss. Just then, the bell rang, and the students
got up to hand in their papers. Cindy was caught in the chaos and left.
Wenqiang still had a few questions left on his answer sheet, and Cindy's disruption must have greatly affected his grades
. Naturally, he was extremely annoyed and frustrated. As he left the classroom, he bumped into Yuhui and
went to lunch with her. He only felt a little better after finishing the meal.
Wenqiang asked Yuhui what she was doing in the afternoon. Yuhui said she had arranged to go to the library with Abin. Seeing that he had no other plans, Wenqiang had no choice
but to return to his rented room alone.
He had just climbed to the third floor when he ran into Cindy coming down. Cindy ran over and said, "Ha! Perfect timing
, I was just looking for you!"
Wenqiang was still angry about not finishing his exam. Cindy, being quite worldly, saw his bad mood and
clung to his arm, tickling him with an innocent look, saying, "Why the long face... why the long face..."
Wenqiang couldn't do anything about it. He took out his key and opened the door, asking, "What do you want?" "
I wanted to borrow your notes for general psychology. Have you finished studying them?" Cindy said, following Wenqiang into
his room.
"I have, but... I still want to review," Wenqiang said.
"Ah! How about this, you lend them to me first... or I can study here. I can ask you questions if I don't understand something, and
I'll definitely return them before the exam, okay?" Cindy suggested.
Wenqiang didn't say anything, took the notebook from his desk, handed it to Cindy, then grabbed a washbasin,
opened the door left. Cindy knew Wenqiang was still unhappy, and she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. A little while later, Wenqiang
returned with a basin of water, closed the door, took off his outer clothes, and silently wrung out a towel to wipe his sweat; it was a bit hot today.
After wiping his front, Wenqiang was about to take off his underwear to wipe his back when he suddenly remembered Cindy was still in the room. A layer of resentment welled up
in his heart and he reluctantly put down the towel, only to have it taken by a hand. It was Cindy
. She rubbed the towel in the water, wrung it out, stood behind Wenqiang, and began wiping his back while pulling up his underwear.
"Sister Cindy..." Wenqiang felt embarrassed instead.
Cindy carefully wiped him clean, then gestured for him to take off his underwear, which he obediently did.
Cindy then wiped his chest, her hands, wrapped in a towel, caressing Wenqiang's muscles. Wenqiang naturally felt
a little strange, and he murmured, "Sister Cindy..."
Cindy finished wiping him, put down the towel, looked up at him, and asked, "Are you still angry?"
Wenqiang shook his head; how could he possibly be angry anymore? Cindy smiled and lightly patted his chest
, saying, "Good boy!"
Cindy wrung out the towel again and asked, "Can I use your towel?"
Wenqiang said yes, and Cindy sat down in a chair, lifted her skirt, and began wiping the writing on her thigh. Wenqiang
wanted to stop her, but it was too late; he only thought to himself, "That's the towel I used to wipe my face..."
Cindy turned her head and saw him staring at her thighs. She said, "Didn't you get enough of looking this morning?"
Wenqiang shook his head again, it was unclear whether he had seen enough or not. Cindy's mischievousness returned. She pulled
Wenqiang over, handed him a towel, and said, "Here, help me dry."
Wenqiang thought he had misheard. Cindy added, "Help me, it's hard for me to dry like this."
Wenqiang squatted down dumbly. Cindy gently spread her thighs, and Wenqiang saw her two plump thighs
, with her fertile triangle between them... Although her panties still covered her, they only made her more alluring. Seeing his dazed
expression, Cindy whispered, "Don't just stare, wipe me..."
Wenqiang picked up the towel and began trembling as he wiped her right leg. He was very careful, avoiding touching her
skin, only using the towel to erase the writing on her leg word by word. He wiped further and further inward, towards
her groin. He was so meticulous, so gentle, that Cindy unconsciously began to enjoy it, experiencing the satisfaction of
her body being intimately cared for. Wenqiang held the towel, inch by inch approaching her private parts,
and inevitably hesitated. Cindy knew he was embarrassed, so she tucked her right leg up and propped it up on the chair. This
made it easier for him to wipe, but it also completely revealed the swollen shape of Cindy's private parts.
Because Wenqiang's hands were trembling uncontrollably, the towel didn't just wipe his thighs; sometimes
it would brush against the edge of his panties, leaving damp marks on the fabric. Although the light maroon material was
opaque, it still clung to his body, revealing the true shape of his mysterious mounds. Wenqiang
couldn't help but stare at those plump, rounded mounds, especially the elastic band at the hem of his panties, which stretched them taut
, almost tempting him to commit a crime. His hands trembled even more violently.
Wenqiang painstakingly cleaned Cindy's right leg, and then Cindy bent her left leg as well, now revealing her
pubic area in its full, rounded shape, giving Wenqiang an even better view. Cindy rested her elbows on her knees
, holding a notebook and reading, letting Wenqiang read to his heart's content.
Facing Cindy's delicate thighs and full mons pubis, Wenqiang's heart pounded wildly. He could smell
a faint, alluring feminine scent. This… this troublesome Cindy could be so
captivating throbbing with erection.
He struggled to finally clean Cindy up. Looking up at her, he realized she
was only pretending with the notebook; she was also enjoying herself with her eyes closed.
"All done… Sister Cindy…" he said.
"Ah… good girl, thank you," Cindy said, suddenly understanding, and kissed him on the forehead.
Wenqiang stood up, changed into slippers, and, shirtless, carried a basin of water out of the door. He poured the water at the communal
sink , washed his feet, and returned to his room. He closed the door, watched Cindy studying intently at her desk,
then climbed into bed. Since he was already prepared for this subject, he planned to take a nap first.
He had just closed his eyes when he heard a rustling sound. He opened his eyes and saw that Cindy wasn't sitting in the chair
, but instead curled up in the corner of his bed, reading from her notebook.
"Cindy, could you sit in the chair? I want to sleep for a while," he pleaded.
"Go ahead and sleep, why are you bothering me?" Cindy said.
Wenqiang had no choice but to try to avoid touching her. Cindy was sitting, but she kept changing positions
, sometimes hugging her knees, sometimes sitting cross-legged, which made Wenqiang unable to resist peeking at the mystery under her skirt. As a result,
he kept changing positions with her, never settling down.
"What's wrong?" Cindy giggled. "Can't sleep?"
Wenqiang awkwardly smiled along. Suddenly, Cindy dropped her notebook, crawled over, and knelt before Wenqiang,
staring at him with a smile but saying nothing. Wenqiang felt embarrassed by her gaze and was about to say something to ease the awkwardness when Cindy
suddenly lay on Wenqiang's chest and started drawing randomly on his chest with her fingers, making Wenqiang's heart itch unbearably. He reached out
to hug her, but Cindy crawled back down, this time sitting upright on the bed. However, she lifted Wenqiang's
legs, placing the knees on her thighs, picked up her notebook again, and started reading while
kneading Wenqiang's thighs with her hands.
This time, it was Wenqiang's turn to be surprised by Cindy's gentleness. Cindy's small hands skillfully
pounded and massaged his legs, servicing every muscle. Wenqiang felt very comfortable, but when she
touched , the comfort turned into a soreness, making Wenqiang's whole body tense up.
Cindy's hand gradually slid towards the sensitive area on his inner thigh. He looked at her uneasily, only to find that Cindy
was also looking at him. Neither of them had any expression on their faces, their eyes searching for each other's true feelings.
Cindy forgot that her hand was still moving upwards, and soon she touched Wenqiang's throbbing erection.
She let out a soft "Ouch," but didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she used her fingers to explore the size and shape of Wenqiang's erection, making him
even harder. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, and just stared blankly at Cindy.
Cindy crawled over again, her palm still caressing his erection, and whispered in his ear, "
Does it feel good?"
How could he not feel good? Wenqiang nodded, and Cindy kissed his cheek, then gradually moved to his
lips. He couldn't wait to kiss Cindy's lips back, and their tongues
intertwined . They both noticed how full and agile each other's tongues were. They frequently touched tongue tips,
rubbed tongue edges together, pressed tongue plates together, and finally took turns sucking each other's tongues into their mouths, as if they wanted to swallow them whole.
While kissing, Wenqiang's hands also embraced Cindy, his right hand kneading her buttocks.
Cindy swayed her hips, both welcoming and resisting, her hands not idle either, unbuckling Wenqiang's belt, reaching
into his underwear, grasping his penis, and gently squeezing it.
The long kiss finally ended, and Cindy nestled against Wenqiang's chest, asking softly, "Do you still hate me?"
Wenqiang panted, "I...I don't hate you..."
"Really?" Cindy said.
Wenqiang swore that he really didn't hate her. Cindy sat up, smiling at him, but then
pulled down his pants
with both hands, saying, "Let me check if you're telling the truth." Wenqiang's penis stood erect, not long, but incredibly hard. Cindy rubbed it a few times
, and Wenqiang painfully shrank his lower abdomen, a drop or two of pre-ejaculate leaking from the tip. Cindy laughed again.
"Looks like you're telling the truth... It's so hard...!" She rhythmically stroked it, saying, "Is this
okay?"
Of course, Wenqiang was afraid she'd stop playing! Cindy obediently leaned against his stomach, her right hand
tightly gripping his shaft, just enough to expose the glistening glans. She first squeezed it hard a few times, then
slowly stroked it, and Wenqiang's penis became even harder than before.
While Cindy was playing with him, Wenqiang's hands also became unruly. He slipped inside her pleated skirt,
tracing the edge of her panties. Cindy's soft, elastic buttocks satisfied his urges, especially her
shapely figure; her small, round buttocks were very attractive. He rubbed and kneaded them incessantly, making Cindy moan softly
, which must have felt incredibly good.
Cindy's right hand gripped Wenqiang's not-so-long penis, stroking it up and down. Her left hand, which had been supporting her on Wenqiang's body,
now bent over to help. She used her index finger to spread the fluid from the tip of Wenqiang's penis. Wenqiang's shaft
was beautifully sculpted, and the glans, teased by her finger, felt incredibly tingly. He couldn't help but let out an "Oh..."
sound. Cindy heard him, turned around, and smiled charmingly at him. He suddenly realized that Cindy had bright eyes and white teeth, and...
She exuded a healthy aura and was indeed a beautiful woman; all previous prejudices against her vanished instantly.
Wenqiang's fingers, through her panties, tentatively touched Cindy's damp mound,
caressing it affectionately, constantly fiddling and probing, causing Cindy's buttocks to wriggle restlessly, naturally making her
panties even wetter. After touching the outside enough, Wenqiang spread his index and middle fingers and slipped them inside her panties, pressing them directly against Cindy
's vulva. Cindy's eyes were tightly closed, and she let out a long, turbid breath, followed by a shiver. Wenqiang knew
she was enjoying it, so he slid and rubbed along her vulva, up and down. Cindy
sighed her hands didn't stop, quickly wiping Wenqiang's penis.
Wenqiang simply pulled Cindy's panties up to her thighs and gently penetrated her labia. Cindy
trembled even more. Wenqiang found Cindy's clitoris and circled it with his middle finger, causing Cindy
to moan softly. Wenqiang mischievously pinched and twisted it with two fingers, making Cindy moan "Oh... Oh..."
repeatedly. Then he withdrew his middle finger, parted her labia, and slowly inserted it into her vagina. Cindy
didn't even dare to breathe, her brows furrowed, waiting for him to penetrate. Finally, Wenqiang thrust all the way in, his entire middle finger
enveloped by Cindy's slippery and hot vaginal flesh. Cindy breathed a satisfied sigh, but Wenqiang began to move.
Wenqiang's middle finger, using Cindy's sticky, wet fluid, slowly withdrew, creating a physical
emptiness in Cindy. Then, it suddenly pressed in heavily, instantly filling her with satisfaction. This back-and-forth motion
made Cindy happily sway her hips in response. As Wenqiang's middle finger pressed in, the base of his index finger
rubbed relentlessly against Cindy's clitoris, causing Cindy to involuntarily let out short, sharp cries in rhythm with him,
while simultaneously gushing out waves of fluid.
Although Cindy was thoroughly enjoying herself, she didn't forget to service Wenqiang. She no longer used her entire hand to grasp his
penis, but instead used her index, middle, and thumb to hold it firmly. This increased the pressure on Wenqiang even
more, causing blood to flow in but not out, making the glans swell even larger and shinier. Cindy brought her mouth close, sticking out her tongue and
teasing the urethral opening. Wenqiang was driven to climax by her; his scrotum contracted rapidly, his penis trembled, and he ejaculated
.
Thick semen gushed out, the white threads flying as it flowed down Cindy's forehead, bridge of her nose, tip of her nose, and down to her lips
, forming a continuous stream. Cindy simply released him, opened her small mouth, and took him in
completely, sucking hard. Wenqiang was in ecstasy, stopping his finger movements and closing his eyes to enjoy the sensation.
Cindy sucked him clean before turning back to tease him, saying, "Little brother... useless..."
Upon hearing this, Wenqiang immediately resumed his thrusting. Cindy's smiling expression froze instantly,
her delicate eyebrows furrowing in anguish, her teeth clenched, and she let out a soft "Mmm." Wenqiang continued to penetrate her with his hand while getting up
, making Cindy kneel on the bed, and then squatting behind her. Cindy knew what he was going to do, but
she couldn't speak, letting Wenqiang do as he pleased.
Although Wenqiang couldn't hold on for long, he recovered quickly. When he pressed the head of his penis against Cindy's labia, even
Cindy was surprised and said, "You...you're not soft..."
Wenqiang didn't answer her. He thrust his hips forward and pressed down, and his penis was fully inserted. Cindy
cried out, "Ah!" Wenqiang asked resentfully, "Is it working...is it working...?"
Knowing that his penis wasn't long, Wenqiang used the rear-entry position to penetrate deeper. Sure enough, Cindy
started moaning lasciviously, saying,
"Ah...ah...good Wenqiang...ah...you're working...ah...working...ah...you're
so hard...ah...so powerful...ah...ah..."
Wenqiang thrust forward hard, and Cindy's whole body swayed, sometimes looking down and sometimes looking up,
her expression constantly changing. She desperately raised her buttocks and lowered her hips to allow Wenqiang to penetrate even deeper. The position
was as lewd as could be. Wenqiang felt her vagina still contracting repeatedly, squeezing him so tightly that he felt incredibly good and satisfied.
He thrust even harder. Cindy grabbed Wenqiang's pillow, hugged it to her chest, and moaned intermittently:
"Oh... good Wenqiang... ah... so good... ah... sister is so beautiful... ah... yes... yes...
Wenqiang is so good at it... ah... yes... insert it there... ah... ah... so good..."
Cindy had experienced Ah Bin's penis before, and her boyfriend's penis was even bigger, so she didn't take Wenqiang seriously.
Unexpectedly, Wenqiang was full of energy, and because his penis was short, he thrust even faster
, rubbing her vaginal muscles until they were both itchy and numb, experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. She rested her head on the pillow, put her hands
behind on Wenqiang's thighs, so that she could also lean back to meet him, and cried out:
"Ah... Wenqiang... harder... ah... faster... faster... ah... I'm going to come...
ah... kiss Wenqiang... ah... sister is going to die... ah... ah... love me more... um..."
"...Mmm...so good...ah...ah...I'm going to die...ah...ah..."
Wenqiang gripped Cindy's small buttocks firmly with both hands, pressing them against his body repeatedly, trying to
penetrate her deeper and enjoy her elastic body even more.
"Oh...oh...good Wenqiang...I...I really...ah...almost there...ah...
ah...so good..."
Wenqiang felt her vagina tightening, she was really close to orgasm, so he suddenly flipped her over, lifted
one of her legs and put it on his shoulder, making her legs spread apart, opening her vagina
completely , and Cindy immediately reached her peak.
"Ah...ah...good brother...I'm coming...ah...ah...oh my god...ah...ah
..."
Cindy convulsed in waves, squeezing Wenqiang so comfortably, he also felt that he was about to finish. He
quickly released Cindy's legs, then returned to a normal embracing position, his hips swaying rapidly, pulling Cindy
so tightly she could barely breathe.
Cindy asked, "Little brother... are you going to cum too...?"
Wenqiang didn't answer, only kissed her lips, the two of them passionately sucking on each other's lips. Cindy wrapped her legs around his
waist, hooking him tightly, their bodies intertwined. Wenqiang thrust fiercely, and she clung tightly, the two almost leaping into the air
. Cindy's nails dug deeply into his back, Wenqiang felt a sharp pain, a jolt of fear, and finally, his whole body trembled.
He stopped his frenzied thrusting and switched to intermittent, trembling pumping, ejaculating deep inside Cindy.
Wenqiang lay limply on top of Cindy, and they rested contentedly in each other's arms, kissing each other's faces
and scrutinizing each other's features. Cindy laughed and said, "How did we end up like this?"
Wenqiang said, "I don't know either, you seduced me, didn't you?"
"Who seduced you?" Cindy pouted. "Get up! I need to study!"
Wenqiang quickly apologized, saying he was just joking.
Cindy kissed him and laughed again, "I really need to study!"
Wenqiang had no choice but to let her sit up. Cindy sat upright, and Wenqiang lay down, placing his legs back on her thighs. She
picked up Wenqiang's notebook and found the section she had just been reading.
"So much..." Cindy complained, "How can I finish reading it all?"
"Memorize it!" Wenqiang said.
"It's so annoying to have to memorize things..." Cindy said. "Hey, lend me a pen."
Wenqiang reached for a ballpoint pen on the desk and handed it to her. Cindy took it, and after lying down for a while
without hearing her move, Wenqiang bent down and looked, saying, "Wow, you're copying again..."
It turned out that Cindy was writing on her thigh with the pen.
"You...you shouldn't look," Cindy said reproachfully.
"No, I have to look." Wenqiang turned over and lowered his head to her lap.
"Where are you looking?" Cindy asked.
"Hmm...?" Wenqiang didn't dare to answer.
"Help me copy some," Cindy said.
"How?" Wenqiang became suspicious, wondering how Cindy would see him copying from.
"Not there!" Cindy said.
She unbuttoned her shirt, and Wenqiang realized that they had been intimate for a while but hadn't seen her breasts yet
. Cindy said, "It's all your fault, you've wrinkled my clothes."
Luckily, Cindy was wearing a plaid shirt, so the wrinkles weren't very noticeable. She took off her shirt, revealing a maroon half-cup bra
underneath . She pointed to her breasts and said, "Write here..."
Wenqiang looked at her breasts, still unsure where to begin. Cindy patted the bed and said, "Sit up."
Wenqiang sat up as she instructed, and Cindy followed, sitting in his lap. Wenqiang suddenly realized what she meant,
cupping the base of her left breast with his left hand and pointing at her breast with a pen in his right, asking, "Like this?"
"That's right!" Cindy giggled, "You know where the key points of the lesson are, you pick and choose for me to copy
."
Wenqiang never dreamed he would be helping a girl cheat like this. He carefully
filled in the key points of his notes on Cindy's slightly bronze breast, of course, taking the opportunity to rub a little with his left hand. After finishing the left breast, he wrote on
the right, while Cindy was busy copying her own thigh.
As he wrote, Cindy said, "You're doing something weird..."
It turned out that Wenqiang's penis had become erect again, pressing against Cindy's lower back. Cindy warned, "No
... you'll smudge the words on my body."
"I didn't say I was going to do anything!" Wenqiang protested aggrievedly.
"Of course I know what you're going to do!" Cindy said.
"Then..." Wenqiang pulled her down onto the bed, "I'm going to do it..."
"No..."
The two wrestled, Wenqiang trying desperately to pin Cindy down, but Cindy was quite strong. He could
n't overpower her and ended up being on top of her.
"Don't move!" Cindy commanded.
Wenqiang raised his hands in a submissive gesture, Cindy pointed at him, her buttocks gradually moving back until they touched his erect
penis. Cindy lifted her buttocks, using her muscles to align them, and then slowly sat down, squinting
her eyes , her small mouth slightly open, exhaling sweet breath, finally completely swallowing Wenqiang.
She squatted on Wenqiang like a frog, then started shaking her buttocks. Wenqiang tried to thrust upwards, but
she stopped him. She stubbornly used her whole body to envelop Wenqiang's penis. Wenqiang looked at the beautiful expression on her face
, enjoying the ease and pleasure. Cindy sat harder and harder, starting to moan.
"Ugh...ugh...mmm...mmm..."
She had only managed a couple hundred strokes when she was starting to feel weak. She wanted to lean on Wenqiang, but then she remembered
the cheat sheet . She quickly braced herself with her hands, checked that the words were still intact, and then smiled and shook her head at Wenqiang, indicating that
she had no strength left.
Now it was Wenqiang's turn. He bent his legs to make it easier to thrust, and began to thrust
upwards , he unhooked Cindy's bra, revealing her breasts for the first time. Cindy's breasts
were a good size, just the right size to hold in one hand, and the areolas were not dark in color, almost indistinguishable from her healthy skin tone. Wenqiang opened
his mouth and took one of her nipples into his mouth, then began to thrust his penis repeatedly, and Cindy cried out "Ah ah" again.
Wenqiang finished one dish and went to eat another. Cindy, with a bewildered smile on her face, gasped, "Ah...
so good..."
Just then, Cindy's watch beeped. She exclaimed, "Oh no, exam
time up!"
Her watch was set to remind her ten minutes before the exam. She tensed up, but Wenqiang was still aroused
and wouldn't let her stop, so he continued to thrust upwards. Perhaps due to the urgency, their anxious feelings
triggered their physiological reflexes. Before long, Wenqiang couldn't hold back anymore. He thrust faster, and Cindy
followed suit, her vaginal muscles contracting violently. They both called each other's names simultaneously, trembling and
reaching orgasm at the same time.
Cindy slumped against him, laughing and scolding, "If I fail this subject, you'll be held responsible."
Wenqiang told her to get up first, then he got up too, and they each found their scattered clothes and put them on. Cindy even
pulled down her collar and mumbled the words written on her breasts: "The reason for the psychopath... accident
... physical... psychological..."
She looked up and asked Wenqiang with a smile, "Hey, what's the reason for us?"
Wenqiang gently tapped her head with his knuckles, opened the door, and took her hand to walk out. As they
went downstairs, they could still hear Cindy reading: "... um... 'sudden stimulation'... right...
that's it... right... right...?"
"Yes! Yes!" Wenqiang said.

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