The little boy in the classroom

My name is Xiao Hao, a sophomore in college. How to describe my appearance? Well…cute, okay, I admit, as high school girls would say, I look like a submissive type. I'm only 163cm tall, thin and frail. Luckily, I have a good personality and haven't been bullied much. She, on the other hand, is a tall, beautiful girl named Tong Yanyi, 173cm, a year older than me but in the same year. We've known each other since high school. She's cool and usually quiet; other guys think she's super aloof, but she has a lot to talk about with me. We're good friends, and I like her. But, sigh…I won't go into details. Let me talk about her strengths. She's very smart, especially in math, but terrible at humanities subjects. I must mention that her physical abilities are the best I've ever seen—no, I should say the most abnormal (in my mind). She can grab the rim with a running start, and her sprint and high jump are our high school records. The runner-up in Taekwondo in our city {it seems the champion's family bought his way in}.

It was past 9 PM when I kicked the door open. Only a few couples were strolling on the playground of Imperial University. Tong Yan and I entered the teaching building one after the other, avoiding the brightly lit study rooms, and found a dark and quiet classroom. We quietly opened the door, turned on the light, and after confirming no one was there, quietly turned it off again. The instant the light went out, a foot from behind kicked me to the ground and slammed the door shut. She grabbed my hair and dragged me to a secluded corner. I crawled on my knees, complaining, "It hurts!" Just as I turned around, a black-stockinged foot with a strong odor stepped down, lightly touching my face. Tong Yan was sitting on the desk, and I was sitting on the floor. My hands were about to touch her long, slender legs when she nimbly grabbed them. With a pull and a kick, her entire black-stockinged foot pressed down on my face, leaving me no room to dodge. "How does my foot smell today?" In the darkness, I could only see the slight upturn of her lips. "It's coffee flavored today!" It was supposed to be pickled cucumber flavored, but I didn't want to suffer. Her domineering posture and provocative question stirred a sense of humiliation within me. Adding to that the sour smell of her sweaty feet and stockings from a day of exercise, and the faint glimpse of white under her skirt, my eyes naturally hardened. She skillfully kicked off her little leather shoe with her other foot, accurately stepping on my erect, sensitive area. "Oh, so exciting! You've been so good today, so here's a reward!" She glanced at her phone, the light reflecting on her cool yet slightly sweet face, sharp and beautiful. A naturally mature, sophisticated face that I both loved and feared, how did I end up with… "Ah!" Just as I was stunned, her foot, through the stockings, clamped hard on my nose, while her stockinged foot deftly peeled off my shorts and began forcefully grinding against my little one inside my underwear. Then she rubbed it up and down, pulling my sensitive head out of my underwear, directly exposed to the friction of her powerful big toe—it was both painful and pleasurable.

"How's it going? Enjoying it?" Her tone was playful.

Gasping for breath, I opened my mouth wide, when suddenly the sensation of stockings flooded my mouth. My entire mouth was filled with her stockinged feet, her long toes almost touching my throat. She was still gripping my hands tightly, a wicked glint in her eyes as she said, "Want some more?" I could only whimper and beg for mercy, my **being ravaged wildly, pleasure shooting straight to my brain, my whole body completely at her mercy. I was so afraid someone would suddenly barge in and see me in this wretched state.

"Looks like you're about to give up,"

Tong Yan said, removing her foot from my mouth. She bent down, grabbed my feet, jumped off the table, and stood on the floor, rubbing my poor, yet blissful penis hard with her wet, stockinged feet, soaked with my saliva. Her long, strong legs, like a deer's, began to rub rapidly, her soles pressing hard on my little guy, so fast it was almost unreal. My heavy breathing turned into soft moans, my mind blank. All I knew was that I was being manipulated, ravaged, and dominated by her—the long-haired, long-legged, cold and aloof older sister, Tong Yan. At that moment, she was a queen, controlling and ravaging me with her feet!

"Ahhhhhh—ah~ ah…" I uncontrollably ejaculated. The instant I came, her toes gripped my head tightly, and streams of my milk gushed onto her stockinged feet. Otherwise, I would have shamefully ejaculated on my t-shirt or my face… "Only four minutes?" she said, lifting her sticky, milk-covered stockinged foot onto my face. With each breath, I could smell the fishy odor.

"Not even 10 minutes. Looks like you can't be my boyfriend yet," she smiled slightly.

"Okay…" I replied, slightly disappointed, regaining my senses. Actually, I was quite satisfied; her footwork was just too good, simply... Suddenly, her stockinged feet fell down, and I closed my eyes and mouth in fear, afraid she would make me lick them clean. "Hahaha, look at you, I won't bully you anymore." She was just teasing me. She put her feet back into her shoes, took out a wet wipe to clean me, and then we went back to our respective dorms. I needed to properly comfort my little brother, who had been ravaged and swollen by her...

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