The innocence of a teenager

Sitting on the back of my uncle's motorcycle, with a large bundle of quilts and toiletries slung across his back
, we rushed through most of the city, arriving at this school I'd never imagined, covered in dust and grime.
I received a sticky, sweaty card from the old, bearded gatekeeper and officially entered this provincial key university. The shady trees instantly cooled me down, and my initial shock gradually subsided.
"Not bad, right? If I didn't know XX, you wouldn't have gotten into this school!"
my uncle continued.
He'd been talking the whole way, but I wasn't listening, nor did I want to. The thought of living on campus already made me uneasy.
I didn't like interacting too much with people like myself, especially those of the same sex.
Being alone was always best.
I looked around; I didn't even know the name of this school.
All I saw were subtropical plants; green was my first impression.
I continued to automatically block out my uncle's incessant chatter.
The roar of the motorcycle engine echoed through the empty campus, making me feel slightly awkward.
Within two or three minutes, the previously sparse pedestrians along the sidewalk gradually increased, mostly girls walking in pairs, with a few couples.
I watched them, and only saw a girl in a simple white dress with orchid patterns pointing at me and whispering something to her friends, then covering her mouth and laughing.
I didn't know what was so funny about me; I was just wearing an oversized helmet.
I think if she could see my embarrassed, blushing face hidden behind the black lenses, she would laugh even harder.
It was only for a moment.
But I think I remember her slender white fingers and her beautiful, smiling eyes.
Maybe also that unique white dress.
More and more pedestrians appeared on the road, so much so that my uncle started honking the horn from time to time.
This drew even more stares.
I really wanted to find a hole to crawl into and hide, never to come out again.
I don't know how long I wandered through the crowd, but suddenly a faint fragrance wafted over.
It wasn't an appetizing smell.
Was it perfume? I looked around.
It was a girls' dormitory.
The only smells were of shower gel and soap.
But there was a very familiar scent, one I couldn't quite place, a scent deep within my soul.
Intoxicating.
The unique noise of girls emanating from the dormitory building completely shattered my reverie.
"Girls are so noisy,"
I couldn't help but think.
A little while later, I arrived at my school.
A small school gate, a rusty plaque.
Right, I was just a student who had just entered high school.
This was a small school I had no choice in.
The affiliated high school of XX University.
I jumped out of the car, looked at the dilapidated school gate, and then looked back at the huge plaza made up of about ten basketball courts.
This was where I would be staying for three years.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and grab your bag and go inside. Don't waste my time, I have things to do!"
my uncle shouted.
People around looked at me again.
But I had to take off this oversized helmet under everyone's gaze.
My face burned. I ripped off all my belongings, hung my helmet on the handlebars, and dashed into the school gate.
Even a completely unfamiliar place was better than the embarrassment and awkwardness I felt here.
"Don't you need your food money for meals?"
my uncle continued to yell.
"Oh."
I had to turn back to get it. Suddenly, many parents were picking up their children, and boys and girls my age were also organizing their luggage.
But I felt like everyone was staring at me, and I didn't have the courage to look back. My gaze was unfocused as I walked back.
"Can't you be a little more confident?"
my uncle slapped me hard on the shoulder.
My shoulders, already burdened by the huge backpack, were really hurting from the slap.
I didn't say anything, just wanted to get through the narrow school gate as quickly as possible.
My uncle didn't say anything and sputtered away on his motorcycle.
"Ouch!"
I continued walking with my head down. A soft, almost inaudible gasp came from beside me. At the same time, I was bumped and almost fell.
But the person I bumped into wasn't so lucky.
Because of the shift in center of gravity, the straps were instantly ripped open, tearing a large hole in the backpack. The clothes inside were scattered on the grass next to the school gate, including several neatly folded pink cotton underwear.
Her budding but voluptuous breasts, initially concealed by a black t-shirt, were twisted and deformed by the straps. Her small navel, exposed from lying on her back, revealed pink jeans; the jeans were loose, showing her fair waist. Her slender, shapely legs were hairless, and a pair of sneakers matching her denim shorts froze in mid-air. Her long, flowing hair, reaching her back, spread out like stars. Her pure, fair face was mostly obscured by a bear-patterned mask, and her bright, almond-shaped eyes seemed about to burst into tears.
The girl lay sprawled on the ground in an unsightly position.
(Seeing this scene, I was holding a bucket in my left hand, a blanket in my right, and a group of people waiting to enter behind me; I didn't know what to do.)
To avoid making the situation more awkward, I quickly entered the school gate.
I tried desperately to erase the scene from my mind, but the more I tried, the more apologetic I felt.
But there was no other way; helping her unpack at the gate would only make things more difficult for her, I reasoned with myself.
Entering the school, it was exactly as I expected—about the size of a football field, with separate dorms for boys and girls, a general building, and a classroom building.
The most basic and simple architecture.
Currently, only freshmen were on campus, and I didn't know which dorm to go to. After asking, I learned that I could stay anywhere for now, and the dorm assignments would be finalized later that night, to prevent early arrivals from taking up the best spots.
I walked up to the boys' dorm, carrying my bags. The dorms around the stairwell were already occupied by boys who had arrived earlier, and their noise was a thousand times more annoying than the girls'.
These same-sex friends were already chatting and joking around.
I silently walked past them, reaching the innermost bed in the corner of the third-floor dorm, where I put down my luggage.
I couldn't help but frown; the dorm reeked of a fishy stench.
It smelled like that murky white liquid.
But I'd rather endure it than be bothered by other men. I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders as
I put down my luggage
. After stretching my limbs, I untied the mat and spread it on what I considered a fairly clean upper bunk.
In this sweltering heat, there was still no electricity. I lay blankly on the mat, staring at the useless fan.
Was this what my life would be like for the next three years? I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself.
Cicadas were chirping.
I was drowsy, had no appetite, and didn't know where to eat. I had a large red bill in my pocket, but I didn't know how many days it would last.
I heard a sound that fluctuated in volume, and if I listened carefully, I could hear a woman's soft moans.
I looked around, but there was no one else. The girls' dormitory was more than a hundred meters away. Where did the moans come from? I racked my brains but couldn't figure it out, so I just stood by the window, stunned.
But when I stood by the window, I heard the sound even louder.
So I looked down, and there they were, right below me. If it weren't for my dormitory room, I wouldn't have been able to find them at all.
I was stunned when I saw what was below, and my crotch immediately became burning hot.
A college couple was passionately having sex right below me.
"Xun~ Ah~ Ah~ Is it really okay here? Hmm~"
The girl's small but firm breasts were completely exposed, her clothes had long since been pulled down to her waist, her hands were wrapped around the neck of the boy named Xun, and her legs were wrapped around Xun's waist, maintaining a perfect fit.
"It's okay, these middle schoolers can't see us. Yan, hold on tighter."
Xun supported the girl named Yan's buttocks with one hand and braced himself against the wall with the other, thrusting slowly but rhythmically.
"Hmm~ But~ But~ But~ Ahh~ Hmm I clearly~ Clearly~ Heard their voices~ Ahh~ I always~ Always feel~ They~ Will~ See~ My~ Ahh~"
The girl named Yan couldn't help but lower her head at the thought, but shame and the pleasure emanating from her honey hole forced her to raise her head again, her engorged and rosy lips slightly parted, her smooth tongue unconsciously reaching out, searching eagerly.
The glans of his penis thrust relentlessly into the deepest part of her honeyed cave. Xun trembled slightly; everything before him was too perfect: Yan's hazy eyes, her yearning lips, and her engorged nipples scraping against his chest, her legs tightening ever more.
"No, besides, didn't you agree to do it here?"
Xun said, gently taking Yan's outstretched tongue into his mouth, tasting the slightly sweet saliva she secreted.
The instant their tongues touched, Xun clearly felt Yan's honeyed cave instantly penetrate him, and he almost ejaculated.
"No... um... yes... ahhh..."
Yan was about to answer when her tongue was taken into his mouth, as if her wanton nature had been greatly satisfied.
She couldn't help but tighten her lower body, her face flushed.
Saliva secreted between their tongues, dripping onto Yan's breasts, her expression becoming increasingly lewd.
Xun gently bit the tip of Yan's tongue, and she slightly furrowed her brows, which were covered in beads of sweat, but her honeyed cave immediately contracted, giving the exact opposite signal.
To confirm, Xun gently bit Yan's swollen lips, which looked like they were about to burst.
"Why...why...bite...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah!"
The pain on her lips caused Yan to suddenly shake her head as if possessed. The pleasure from the friction in her honey hole and the pain in her mouth brought her to an instant orgasm! Xun felt a warm current washing over his glans. He knew instantly that Yan had orgasmed, but he didn't want to let go of the beauty in his arms. So he paused his thrusting rhythm slightly, sucking on Yan's erect nipples and waiting for her to calm down after her orgasm.
"So this is your weakness."
Xun teased, looking at the barely breathing Yan.
"How could you be so naughty!"
Yan was too weak to cling to Xun anymore. She pulled Xun's penis out of her honey hole and squatted against the wall, panting, not caring about the dirt.
"But I haven't ejaculated yet?"
Xun pointed to his erect penis, deliberately showing it off in front of Yan.
"So what if you didn't ejaculate? Who told you to know my weakness and give me my fill?"
Yan rolled her eyes at Xun and slapped his penis with her small hand.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Xun cried out in pain, but his penis became even harder.
"I'm...I'm sorry! What should I do?"
Hearing Xun cry out in pain, Yan immediately held Xun's penis with concern.
Seeing Yan's flustered appearance, Xun's mischievous thoughts immediately surged into his mind.
"Then blow on it, lick it."
Yan had never given Xun oral sex before. Every time Xun asked, Yan would refuse with excuses like "it's dirty" or "it's ugly." This was a good opportunity. Although it was a cliché, clichés proved to work.
"Lick it?"
Yan tilted her head and looked at Xun in confusion. Xun immediately pretended to be in a lot of pain.
"Okay, then I'll lick...lick it."
Yan looked at the penis in her hand and felt nauseous, so she simply closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue to slowly lick the glans.
"Mmm... Ah... Ah..."
This time it was Xun's turn to moan softly.
Yan had never heard Xun make such a sound before, so she licked even more diligently. Actually, the taste wasn't as bad as she'd imagined, just slightly fishy.
Her tongue gently glided over the urethral opening, carefully tracing the grooves along the edge of the glans, her teeth lightly rubbing the surface of the glans. One hand held the penis, the other carefully caressed the scrotum. A
slightly astringent fluid would slowly flow from the urethral opening, and then she could quickly and rhythmically swallow and spit out the penis, or let the urethral opening reach deep into her throat.
Yan actually already knew how to perform oral sex from AVs, but she simply couldn't bear to look directly at Xun's thick, ugly penis.
Xun looked down at Yan earnestly swallowing and spitting out his penis, feeling an incredibly exciting sense of conquest.
But what he was thinking about today wasn't just that.
He secretly glanced at Yan's state. Now that no one was around, Yan's chest was still exposed, her two slender yet energetic breasts swaying alluringly with her thrusting movements, saliva glistening on her pink nipples.
But her vagina had become slightly dry after a few minutes, even the fluids she had released were almost congealed on her thighs.
"Have you been wanting to do this here for a while?"
Xun asked tentatively.
"No~ Ugh~ Ah,"
Yan cried out, denying it.
But Xun clearly saw Yan twist her thigh uncomfortably.
"You're not afraid of being seen, you just want to be seen, right?"
Xun continued his assault.
"How~ How~~ Is that possible~~"
Hearing Xun's words, Yan felt a surge of heat, her vagina involuntarily becoming wet again.
(When a drop of vaginal fluid slowly dripped to the ground, he completely understood.
Xun completely understood that Yan was exactly as he had thought; exposure would excite her even more! So Xun instantly picked Yan up again, his penis thrusting into her flustered vagina once more!) "You just want others to see, don't you!"
Xun gently bit Yan's earlobe and said.
"Ugh~"
After a moment of panic, her empty honey hole was filled again, and the pain and whispers instantly gave Yan a surge of pleasure that made her want to reach the heavens! "I've discovered another secret of yours now, you know?"
Xun thrust his glans deep into her honeypot, then pumped in and out rapidly several times, a rhythm that Yan could n't handle . "
Ah ... Beads of sweat, like dew, clung to their backs, hands, and legs. The intense pleasure caused Yan's jade-like fingers to furiously draw red lines on Xun's back. "Slap! Slap slap slap! Slap!" Xun used three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, his movements becoming increasingly intense. Now, Yan could only close her eyes and lift her head, her tongue desperately darting out, greedily panting like a small jade snake! Xun focused his attack on the deepest buds of Yan's honeyed depths, his tongue also frantically sucking at the beads of sweat between her breasts. "Yan, fucking your cunt feels so good! I'm about to come! I want to shoot inside your cunt!" Xun said involuntarily. "Mmm...faster...give it to me...ah...mmm...come...ah!" Yan was overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, almost suffocating and babbling incoherently. "It's here!" Xun felt a tingling sensation surge through his brain, and after another violent thrust, he could no longer hold back, ejaculating his white semen into the already flushed and reddened flower core of the beauty in his arms. His penis continued to thrust slowly, unwilling to give up. At the same time, Yan, who was tilting her head back, suddenly opened her eyes. She saw the faces watching them from the dormitory building behind her. The pleasure of being seen by strangers and the pleasure of the semen gushing into her honey hole made her speechless. Her pupils dilated instantly due to another orgasm. After recovering, Yan could no longer find the face watching them. So Yan quickly put on her clothes, not even having time to put away her underwear, and took the still bewildered Xun away from the scene of the crime. I felt a mix of emotions. There were three reasons. The first was that I didn't expect that someone would actually have sex in public. The second was that I actually ejaculated like that. The third was that the underwear I took out of my bag was stained with shampoo. So I had to run to the bathroom, change my semen-stained underwear, wash my penis, and immediately return to the dorm. Why not wash my underwear? Because the laundry tub is shared by men and women, and it would be too embarrassing to wash my underwear in the laundry tub right after entering the school. I was extremely tired after ejaculating, and wanted to sleep, but the constant friction of my pants against my glans kept my penis erect. In a daze, I wondered when I would ever have a girlfriend. My mind was filled with images of a smiling face with squinting eyes, breasts twisted under a black t-shirt, and the alluring face flushed with the ecstasy I had just witnessed a girl's orgasm. I fell asleep amidst this chaotic interplay of images. Until five in the afternoon. The dorm was still empty, and the sunset was still scorching. I was extremely hungry, and after a short while, I decided I had to go out and get something to eat, since I had only eaten a bowl of noodles in the morning. The only valuable thing I had was a hundred-yuan bill in my pocket. I changed into slippers and walked slowly through the campus, trying not to rub myself. The school cafeteria was closed, so I had to eat dinner at the university cafeteria. Wandering aimlessly through the vast campus, I had no idea where the cafeteria was. It was after class, and many university students were leisurely enjoying their ivory tower life. I memorized the places I passed so I wouldn't have to look for them later. I shuffled along like I had a broken leg, and every now and then, female university students would come up to ask what was wrong. I could only reply that I had twisted my leg and was on my way to the pharmacy. Several female students offered to buy it for me, but I refused. I needed to eat, okay? But there were so many of them that some of the female students had their boyfriends carry me there. I could only sit on a stone bench outside the pharmacy. Suddenly, I thought of the girl I bumped into at noon. Maybe she was injured too, maybe they were even in the same class? So, besides the medicine for the sprain, I also bought some band-aids and other things. The female students even had their boyfriends take me back to school. I stood speechless at the dormitory entrance, carrying a bag of medicine that was completely useless to me, my stomach rumbling. [This post was edited by wangboshi2 on 2016-12-01 08:59]

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