My Passion with My Deskmate

"What are you looking at!" My deskmate's melodious voice rang out, tinged with a hint of shyness.

"Nothing, nothing at all!" I was engrossed in looking at her legs when I was suddenly startled and quickly looked away. There, I saw a hint of embarrassment on her beautiful face, her gaze fixed on me.

"Then why were you looking at me like that?" My deskmate had clearly noticed me staring at her legs the entire class.

"No, I wasn't looking!" I said shamelessly.

"Hmph, if you keep doing that, I'll tell the teacher." My deskmate turned her head away haughtily, refusing to look at me.

But if you looked closely, you could see a hint of happiness in her eyes.

Yes, automatically. After I accidentally touched my deskmate's beautiful legs last time and discovered those almost perfect thighs, I became completely obsessed with them. Now I never sleep in class anymore because I think it's such a waste of time. I could have spent that time sneaking countless glances at those long, straight, slender yet full legs. So now I often pretend to sleep in class, my head resting on the desk, but my eyes wide open, staring intently at those beautiful legs.

Since that incident, I feel that my relationship with my deskmate has changed. She seems to like to nag me more now. Whenever I make a mistake, she'll hold onto it, threatening to report me to the teacher if I do it again. She even follows me after school. Going to the internet cafe after school is now practically a pipe dream. Once, I secretly went to an internet cafe and she caught me. She immediately pulled out her phone and called the homeroom teacher, resulting in my parents being called in by the teacher, and I suffering a beating at home. And the next day, when she saw my miserable state, she was actually gloating! I longed to squeeze those long legs encased in tight jeans. But I couldn't; I could only lewdly glare at her, forcing her to blush and turn her head away.

My deskmate's name was Jia Ting. Not only was she the lowest-ranked student in our grade, but she was also the most beautiful girl in the whole school—a true goddess. Being her deskmate was a dream come true. Although she was very strict with me, I always felt happy when I saw her flawless face. After all, even when a beautiful woman is angry, she has a unique kind of beauty.

This day, it was another boring English class. Watching the middle-aged woman on the podium spitting out words I couldn't understand, I listlessly lay on my desk.

What was I doing? Of course, I was still looking at her legs. I knew what I was like—bad grades, average looks. Dating Jia Ting was just a dream. I could only fantasize about her legs; after all, they were so alluring.

Jia Ting was still wearing tight jeans and a pure white short-sleeved shirt. Her full, alluring breasts stood tall, though completely hidden by the clothes, one could still imagine how firm and fair they were. It was unexpected that my deskmate, who looked so slender, had such a voluptuous figure. Her pert buttocks, below her slender waist, were visible on the chair, and even just a glimpse of her profile was enough to drive anyone crazy.

But the most beautiful part was still her round, full thighs—slender, long, round, and firm. No words could adequately describe them; they were like meticulously sculpted works of art. The milky-white jeans clung tightly to her legs, perfectly outlining their lines, making them almost intoxicatingly beautiful.

"Still looking!" Jia Ting's sweet voice rang out again.

"Looking at you won't hurt you, why are you so stingy?" I teased my deskmate again. Strangely enough, I'm usually not very talkative, but I couldn't help being so glib in front of her.

"You... Hmph, you're usually so well-behaved, but you show your true colors in front of me." My deskmate pinched me hard.

"You're the same! Who would have thought that the usually well-behaved and quiet pretty girl is actually a little devil who likes to pinch!" I retorted without backing down.

Although I felt our relationship had changed after the last incident, our daily arguments and bickering hadn't decreased; in fact, they'd increased. But I felt that our relationship seemed to grow closer through these arguments.

"You two, go argue outside! Jia Ting, as the class representative, don't you know how to set a good example?" Perhaps my voice was a bit loud, because the teacher accidentally caught me.

"Teacher, I... I was wrong," Jia Ting said to the teacher, her face flushed with embarrassment. You see, she had always been the teacher's good girl; when had she ever been scolded like this?

I secretly chuckled to myself, but I didn't dare let her see. She probably wanted to strangle me right now, and if I gloated, I'd probably wish I were dead.

Jia Ting glared at me angrily, as if I were her father's killer. Seeing my upright posture, she still reached for my thigh, ready to unleash her "ultimate weapon"—a deadly series of pinches. The marks from her pinching me last time hadn't faded yet, and with her so angry, it would definitely hurt even more. I couldn't let her continue, so I quickly stopped her.

"Don't pinch me, or I'll fight back!" I tried to scare her.

"Hmph, try fighting back!" She wasn't worried at all, and still pinched hard, twisting the flesh. A sharp pain shot through my thigh, and I grimaced. Damn it, this mark wouldn't disappear for weeks.

Seeing that Jia Ting completely ignored my threat, and fueled by the recent pain, I suddenly became bolder, vowing to pinch her leg today.

I pretended not to look at her, keeping my eyes fixed on the teacher. Seeing my serious expression, she thought I was really angry and muttered under her breath, "Hmph, such a petty man, getting angry over a pinch." Then she stopped looking at me and went back to listening intently to the teacher. But she was genuinely listening; I was just pretending. The teacher was saying I knew absolutely nothing about English, so what was the point of listening?

I was just trying to lower her guard so I could secretly pinch her leg. I was told to stand still, eyes glued to the blackboard, pretending to be a diligent student, but my right hand silently reached towards my deskmate's beautiful leg. Last time, I only touched it briefly before it slipped away; I didn't manage to pinch it at all. Those legs were so smooth! I secretly resolved to get revenge this time; I wouldn't let go until I pinched it.

Five centimeters, three centimeters, one centimeter—finally, my hand completely touched my deskmate's thigh, and I was instantly stunned by the wonderful sensation.

What a wonderful feeling! Full and firm, seemingly without an ounce of excess fat, yet not the kind of hard, bony muscle, only a smooth and elastic sensation.

The instant I touched my deskmate's thigh, I felt her whole body freeze for a moment, as if startled by my action. Although it wasn't the first time I'd touched those legs, last time I was completely unprepared, and in a moment of impulse, I touched them, and after a quick pinch, they slid off without me feeling much. But this time was different; this time I touched them with my whole hand, and the feeling was entirely different.

While my deskmate was still in a daze, I quickly tried to pinch the flesh on her leg with my palm. Even though I was prepared, knowing that her legs didn't have much fat and would be difficult to pinch, I still underestimated the firmness of those beautiful legs. Not only did my hand not pinch any flesh, but the movement felt more like stroking her leg. An instant, wonderfully different sensation spread through my palm, making me almost forget my initial intention of revenge. My mind seemed to go blank, and my palm kept stroking Jia Ting's leg, unable to stop.

What a feeling! At that moment, I seemed to forget everything around me, forget that I was in the classroom. My mind was only filled with those straight, alluring legs; it was like being possessed, a kind of indescribable bliss.

At this moment, my deskmate finally realized what was happening. She quickly tried to push my hand away from her lap, but she underestimated my persistence. I held on tightly to her lap, and since she was just a girl, she couldn't push it away for a moment. The position made it seem as if she was placing my hand on her lap.

My deskmate finally panicked. Her face turned red, and she whispered to me, "You big pervert, get your dirty hands off me! You're preventing me from raising my hand!"

"Then raise your hand! Let the whole class see that you've put my hand on your lap, haha!" At this moment, I don't know if I was blinded by lust, but I was so shameless that I doubted even myself.

"You! ...Please take your hand off me, please!" Jia Ting actually gave in, which was unbelievable. This made me even more reluctant to let go.

"Now you know how to be scared, right? Will you still pinch me next time?"

"No, please let go, please!" Jia Ting's face turned even redder.

"If you want me to give it to you, you have to promise me one thing."

"I promise you, now let go."

"You said it, don't go back on your word." Saying this, I reluctantly released my hand from her leg, the wonderful touch lingering in my memory.

When Jia Ting saw that I had finally let go of her thigh, she let out a long sigh, glared at me fiercely with her beautiful, watery eyes, and then turned her head away to listen to the lesson, no longer looking at me. I was filled with lingering fear, wondering why I had been so bold as to flirt with such a goddess-like figure as Jia Ting.

Finally, school was over. Since what had happened, Jia Ting had ignored me completely. No matter how I talked to her, it was useless. She would only steal glances at me from time to time, seemingly with a hint of shyness, but once I noticed, her expression would immediately turn as cold as ice, as if her shyness had been an illusion. I was very puzzled, even wondering if I was seeing things.

Jia Ting quickly packed her bag and rushed out of the classroom after school, while I followed closely behind her. The other students in the class looked at me strangely, some with jealousy, others whispering, "What a toad trying to eat a swan!" But I didn't care at all and quickly caught up with Jia Ting.

Seeing me catch up, Jia Ting walked even faster, and I sped up too, like a leech I couldn't shake off.

Finally, she said impatiently, "You big pervert, why are

you following me?" "Nothing, just want to look at you a few more times because you're pretty!" I felt I was becoming increasingly shameless. Jia Ting blushed slightly when she heard me say she was pretty, but she slowed down and walked alongside me, as if the argument from class had vanished.

"Am I really pretty?" she whispered, completely unlike her usual self.

Seeing her head lowered, almost burying itself in her towering, cloud-like breasts—the exaggerated curves were at least an E-cup—I almost drooled. I quickly said, "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!"

"Then you can't touch me during class, you can't touch my legs!" Hearing my words, her face turned even redder, and she said shyly,

"I only acted on impulse, I was wrong, I promise I won't touch you again without your permission."

"I won't agree, hmph!" Jia Ting became arrogant again.

"You promised to do something for me, you can't go back on your word!" "

Hmph, I won't be like you, so what is it?"

"Can you go see a movie with me on Saturday?" I quickly stated my request.

"Ah, okay, but you can't think about anything else, it's just a movie," Jia Ting said shyly.

"Okay, I will," I patted my chest to promise, but my mind started to wander.

"Okay then, see you on Saturday," Jia Ting said, then shyly ran away.

Watching her round, firm buttocks, which became even more shapely with running, my blood boiled even more. However, remembering the gap between us, I felt a pang of disappointment, yet I still looked forward to Saturday.

[The End]

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