Traps in the Girls' Dormitory

Her name is Ali. We met online over a year ago. Back then, she was a senior in high school, and I was a freshman in college. She said she really wanted to attend my school, so she was determined to work hard. Perhaps because of this, we talked a lot. She would often call me, always asking me to tell her about my life at school. Soon it was time for the college entrance exam, and unfortunately, she didn't become my junior, missing the cutoff by just 10 points and going to another university. But she wasn't unhappy about it; on the contrary, she was very optimistic. Her thought was: "Anyway, I'm finally free! This school is pretty good too."
My birthday was coming up, and she thoughtfully invited me out to dinner, saying she wanted to celebrate and also meet me. Little did I know, this was a trap.
After much pleading, I finally agreed. That day, I arrived at the restaurant she had arranged—a Cantonese restaurant. I hadn't seen her face before, but she had seen some of my photos. She was waiting for me at the entrance. We had been in contact by phone, and she recognized me. It turned out she was quite tall, probably around 170cm, wearing flat shoes and a long dress. She was of average appearance, and because she was wearing a long dress, I couldn't really see her figure. She led me inside, where one of her female friends was waiting. I secretly asked her, "Didn't you say you came alone?" She said, "She's alone in her dorm, no one to keep her company, so I asked her to come along. She's a pretty girl, aren't you shy?" And she was right; the girl was indeed quite pretty, with a pure and innocent look, light makeup, a slightly chubby face, fair skin, and big, watery eyes. I felt too embarrassed to stare at her, so I just smiled and greeted her. During dinner, because she sat very close to me, I kept stealing glances at her. I noticed her hands—very long and beautiful. I couldn't help but keep my eyes lingering on them. After dinner, Ali suggested going to karaoke, and since I had nothing else to do, I agreed. As I left, I deliberately walked slowly to observe the girl. Her name was Xiaomei. She wore a short t-shirt and a mid-length skirt that reached mid-thigh. Her legs were long, shapely, and straight, and she wore canvas shoes. She had a rather student-like look. We sang at the karaoke bar for three hours, and even ordered some drinks in between. I don't know if it was the alcohol or my lustful thoughts returning, but I kept staring at Xiaomei's thighs and hands. I even imagined her delicate hands giving me a handjob. But Xiaomei didn't seem to notice my strange behavior and continued singing and playing dice.
Three hours passed, and we parted ways. Ali said it was a waste to go to a hotel so late, and suggested that I stay at their dorm with them for the night. Xiaomei was a little drunk again, and I was also quite tipsy. Of course, I was happy to agree, even though I can't hold my liquor. She helped Xiaomei, and I accompanied them to their dorm building. I was going to take them upstairs before leaving. Ali said, "Help Xiaomei upstairs first, I'll go buy some hangover medicine." She added, "You're not familiar with this area, it'll be faster for me to go buy it, so you don't get lost." I agreed and helped Xiaomei upstairs. Along the way, I was overwhelmed by Xiaomei's intoxicatingly sweet scent, but I resisted, telling myself not to do anything rash.
Once inside their room, I realized how luxurious their school dorms were. Perhaps due to the high tuition fees, this girls' dorm was practically a hotel apartment. Just as I was about to put Xiaomei on the bed, she suddenly grabbed me tightly and kissed me. Startled, my eyes widened. I quickly tried to push her away, but she was incredibly strong; I couldn't break free. Looking back, maybe it was because I didn't want to push her away.
Soon, her tongue explored my mouth, and my body melted instantly. Her small mouth, soft lips, and that moist, slender tongue—I couldn't help but let our tongues intertwine. I don't know how long we kissed, but my penis got hard, pressing against Xiaomei's lower abdomen. She seemed to sense it, reaching inside my clothes and tracing patterns on my back with her fingernails, slowly moving to her nipples and circling them. My hand couldn't help but reach for her breasts, kneading them a couple of times; they seemed quite large. I reached inside and unhooked her bra, grabbing her left breast with my left hand. They were so big and soft, like sponges, I felt like a C-cup.
I never imagined someone so slender could be so well-endowed. Xiaomei unzipped my pants, stroking my penis through my underwear. Her slender, long hands touching my penis felt amazing; I felt like I was about to ejaculate. Then she took off my shirt, her lips leaving mine, and began kissing and licking my body, lingering on my nipples for a moment, making me shiver.
Slowly licking downwards, I felt her pull my penis out of my underwear and then take it in, first with a deep throat. I couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" Her tongue roamed over my penis, while her delicate hands played with my testicles. My right hand gripped the wall, my head tilted back, enjoying the sensation, while my left hand held her hair, feeling her head move in and out.
I ejaculated in less than five minutes, all of it into her mouth. Then we went to the bathroom. She spat out the contents of her mouth, rinsed her mouth, and I washed my penis with the showerhead. She said, "Go out first, I need to shower…" I thought, "You've already seen everything, what's there to be afraid of?" But I still went out. I checked my phone; there was a text message from Ali, which startled me. I had almost forgotten about her. The message was something like, "You don't need to wait for me. Actually, it was Xiaomei who wanted to see you today, not me." Only then did I realize that today was a trap, and I had fallen into it. A little while later, Xiaomei came out wrapped in a towel, her hair all tied up. Looking at her bare shoulders and sexy collarbone, I was stunned. She smiled and said, "You pervert." She came over and hugged me, telling me the truth. She'd actually liked me for a long time, and so on—she didn't mind being the other woman. I didn't answer her, just lowered my head and kissed her. In the midst of a passionate kiss, I couldn't resist anymore. I lay down while still kissing her. Her towel came undone, and my tongue traced from her neck down her back, kissing and licking. My right hand kneaded her right breast, letting it change shape in my hand, while my left hand caressed her vulva. My mouth couldn't stop on her nipples.
At that moment, I was really busy—before long, her vulva was wet. She closed her eyes, her lips slightly parted, accompanied by breathing and moans. My penis hardened again. This time, it was my turn to take the initiative. Without a word, I stopped everything, knelt between her legs, grabbed my penis, and thrust it deep inside her. She cried out, "Ah!" I began my thrusting. Her legs hooked around my back, my hands supporting me on the bed, thrusting desperately. *Thud—thud—ah—um—um—um—ah!* After a while of thrusting, we changed positions. She lay face down, her buttocks raised towards me, and I fucked her from behind. She had such a slender waist—and such a perky butt. I grabbed her buttocks and thrust wildly—there were no other sounds, only the slapping sounds—and that captivating moaning—ah—ah—ah—mm—ah—. Then we changed to a sitting position—face-to-face, embracing and making love. I would occasionally suck on her nipples—biting and pulling at them—finally, I felt myself about to climax, so I suddenly put her on the bed and began thrusting wildly in the most primal woman-on-top position—plop—plop—plop—plop—ah—ah—ah—with a final, incredibly powerful thrust, and I ejaculated… I lay on top of her, panting with her, her hands wrapped around my back. I hadn't worn a condom, and I ejaculated all inside her. After my penis softened, semen leaked out… After cleaning up, we cuddled and fell asleep—she fell asleep quickly, while I was still thinking about some things… The next day, we did it again. She said it was her safe period and nothing would happen, but I still bought her a morning-after pill—it's safer that way. After saying goodbye, we exchanged phone numbers, and then I went back to school.
[The End]

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