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My skin isn't fair; it's a healthy complexion, but I pay close attention to its evenness and radiance. I'm considered quite cute, and my big eyes are my proudest asset—they can be incredibly captivating even without makeup. I'm about 160cm tall, have an E-cup bust, and long, beautiful legs.
During the day, I attend school like other students, but if I always wore short skirts that exposed my buttocks, I might be misunderstood in this hallowed hall of knowledge. So, I sometimes dress more conservatively. However, wearing skirts is still my basic requirement, though I usually don't wear panties underneath. Later, I gradually felt that this outward appearance, which made me seem like a well-behaved girl, but inwardly a slut, gave me a different kind of pleasure. Just like when I worked as a betel nut beauty, I gradually started dressing differently in my daily life: sometimes in a proper suit, sometimes in a princess-like puffy skirt, and sometimes as an adorable little girl.
I could feel the way people looked at me in the classroom and on campus, and I often heard boys whispering about me. I enjoyed this feeling, but I pretended not to notice. I had to maintain my image; I liked the feeling of being unpredictable.
Actually, after I went to university, I bought myself a little gift: a remote-controlled vibrator. It could be fitted with different textured covers to enhance the sensation. When I worked at the betel nut stand, I would insert it into my vagina, turn it on, and the glances from passersby easily brought me to orgasm. Of course, I had to control myself to avoid being too weak to serve betel nuts to customers or accidentally leaking vaginal fluid in front of them.
Perhaps because of this, my expression was often shy and my face flushed, which attracted many customers. They would often come back to me and bring their friends to buy betel nuts from me, so my sales were better than I expected. As I mentioned before, our boss, Sister Chen, was very generous. Seeing that I earned a lot, she would give me a lot of extra bonuses. On average, I could earn about 40,000 to 50,000 yuan a month! After deducting tuition, expenses, and money sent home, I still have some pocket money to buy more toys and clothes. I love this kind of life!
That was all a self-introduction, now it's time to get to the point.
As I said, I'm a university student, and I won't just make money without studying hard. Although I often dress strangely, I still attend classes diligently, and my grades are in the top ten of my class! It's just that for some of the more boring general education classes, I'll turn on my little vibrator and secretly have an orgasm under my desk.
After two months of classes, some boys at school have started pursuing me, but many boys these days lack backbone. Some dress like Korean stars, but I find them effeminate; some think they're in a rock band and invite me to their performance, but all they do is yell and scream—what kind of bullshit rock is that?! Even more ridiculous, I even met a fat otaku from the anime club who wanted to pay me to be his maid! (Maybe it's because I was going for a Lolita look that day...) Actually, I don't mind being a maid, and the role of a lewd maid seems quite pleasurable, but this master is just too unsuitable... I don't mind if you say I'm too picky, I mind it very much!! It's not that I'm picky, it's that all the girls who come to my door are weirdos, even if I don't want them, no one else will! Is my temperament only good for attracting these monsters? I don't want that~~~~ I also want a college life with romance! I roared loudly on my way home from work.
The next day after I roared, a miracle actually happened. The first class that day was a general education class. Although the class was informative, the teacher's weak voice made me suspect that he would fall asleep if he didn't keep talking. Naturally, the audience was also asleep, wasn't this the perfect opportunity for me to masturbate? In fact, I had already planned this yesterday, so I prepared a large vibrator to insert into my vagina, then wore transparent pantyhose to cover it, and then wore a short skirt above the knee on the outside. I still maintained my favorite look: a lady on the outside, a wanton woman on the inside.
Ten minutes into class, with less than 2% of students still present, I seized the opportunity to secretly reach under my skirt and turn on the vibrator. Then I pretended to be asleep and slumped onto the desk. But perhaps because I had classes all day yesterday and was exhausted from covering for someone after class, I actually fell asleep. I had a dream where I was walking on campus and met a handsome guy (though I can't quite remember what he looked like). I was enjoying the pleasure of masturbating with the vibrator while walking, and without paying attention to my surroundings, I bumped into him and fell to the ground. He gently helped me up and said he wanted to treat me to dinner as an apology. After class, we had a wonderful dinner together, drank some alcohol, and during the meal, I secretly used the vibrator to achieve orgasms. Later, we got drunk, and he took me to a motel. Once in the room, I lifted my skirt to show him my sheer pantyhose, the vibrator, and my wet vagina, telling him I was a wanton little vixen and that he should possess my body forcefully.
He calmly and slowly took off his shirt. The way he took off his shirt was truly captivating. Underneath, I saw my favorite body—slightly lean and muscular (of course, in my dreams, it was up to me). After removing his lower body, a long, hard penis was revealed. I immediately knelt down and took his glans into my mouth, licking it back and forth with the tip of my tongue. At the same time, I removed my clothes, and soon I was completely naked, wearing only my red high heels. I guess my subconscious seems to like this kind of attire. At this moment, his penis seemed even larger after my licking, a dark purple color that made my whole body heat up just by looking at it. So I braced myself on the bed with both hands, raising my soft buttocks high towards him.
"Quick, quick, fuck me... fuck me to death!" I cried out irrationally.
Without saying a word, he immediately thrust forcefully into the depths of my cunt. Although my cunt should have been torn, I didn't feel any pain, only indescribable pleasure. With each thrust, my cunt gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid, which sprayed out along with his penis.
"So good... Honey, so good... so good! More... more... ah... I'm going to die..." I was completely out of control.
His stamina seemed inexhaustible; we tried over a dozen positions throughout the night, and I orgasmed dozens of times. I drifted off to sleep on the large round bed, feeling like I was about to die.
Then I heard a "beep beep beep beep... beep beep beep beep..." and I woke up. The classroom was empty. On my desk sat a watch, I didn't know whose it was, its alarm ringing. The vibrator that was still inserted in my genitals had stopped working; I guessed it was out of power. Otherwise, I might have really collapsed and died! My pantyhose were soaking wet, but thankfully they were shiny enough not to be visible. Then I picked up the watch on the desk and saw—oh my god, class was almost over! I had to rush to the department building for the next class. Luckily, I had packed my books before I lay down to sleep, so I grabbed the watch that saved my life and my bag and rushed out.
My long, beautiful legs aren't just for show; I can run like the wind! I quickly reached the super long staircase of the department building, ready to sprint up. But after only one step, the vibrator playfully pressed against my G-spot, giving me another orgasm, and my legs went weak, almost causing me to collapse. Suddenly, a strong arm reached out and grabbed me, helping me up.
"Are you alright, classmate?"
The person speaking was none other than my dream guy from earlier! He looked like a celebrity! (Actually, I don't remember what he looked like at all). Looking at his muscular physique, I felt a jolt of electricity, and my head spun.
"What's wrong, classmate? Are you alright?" the handsome guy asked.
"N-nothing... I'm just... I didn't eat breakfast today, my blood sugar is too low." That was a good excuse, enough to make him think I was a weak girl.
"Oh, okay... I have two rice balls, here's one for you! And this handkerchief for you to wipe your sweat, you'll easily catch a cold like this." He handed me a 7-Eleven rice ball and a handkerchief.
"I'm going to be late, be careful! Don't push yourself too hard!" Then he quickly ran off. Watching his retreating figure, smelling the handkerchief he gave me, I felt my genitals getting wet again... Wait! I'm late too, hurry! I finally managed to get into the classroom just as the teacher started taking attendance.
[The End]

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