Girls' dormitory is horny

I hurriedly tidied up as I walked, and by the time I opened the lab door, I was almost done. I ran towards the classroom. The homeroom teacher was already sitting at the podium, flipping through a magazine. I quickly called out "Report!" and went straight to my seat, afraid that no one would notice anything amiss. My sharp-eyed deskmate still noticed something was wrong. "Why are you so late? Why is your face so red?" "Um, I... well... I went back to the dorm and drank some hot water and washed my face with hot water." I didn't have time to think of a more reasonable explanation, so I could only use anything related to heat.

"Report!" Hao shouted in a strong voice. The homeroom teacher didn't even look up and continued flipping through the magazine. "Okay, come in." Hao slowly stepped into the classroom and walked to his seat. I looked up at him, watching him smile as he walked towards me. Hao put his finger to his lips and rubbed the corner of his mouth. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was wiping away leftovers from dinner, but only I knew that the feeling from before suddenly started churning inside me again, and I could still feel that tempting, slightly pungent taste lingering in my mouth. I felt my face flush even more, and only after Hao sat down steadily in the seat in front of me did that inexplicable sense of loss well up inside me. But it passed quickly; after all, high school life back then was mainly about homework. The only sounds in the classroom were the scratching of pens and turning pages, and Hao was also engrossed in his homework. Looking at the problems that were usually so easy, I had absolutely no interest in solving them today. When get out of class finally ended, I lay blankly on my desk, completely clueless. Hao turned around, holding a math problem in his hand. He said he was going to discuss it, but we both knew it was just a cover. My deskmate and a group of girls went to the convenience store to buy snacks. In the classroom, there were small groups of people, some analyzing problems, some playing around, and most of them had run outside. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Hao asked with a grin. "I...you...you're so annoying." I knew Hao was teasing me, and I really didn't know how to respond. "I just licked my fingers clean. Haha. It tastes really exciting, I want to try it again." "Aren't you disgusting and dirty?" "How can it be disgusting? It's so delicious, you tasted it yourself, haha. Besides, what's dirty about it? You know people in the desert drink urine when they run out of water." "I don't know, you forced it into my mouth. Don't say anymore, I can't concentrate on my homework today." I couldn't concentrate to begin with, and Hao kept teasing me with his words. I just couldn't do anything with him. "Hahaha, today's homework isn't hard, I'll finish it in a bit, it's okay if you don't do it. Haha, let's pass notes and chat later, I need to go to the toilet, I was wet down there, and I've been holding it in until now, I can't take it anymore." "Ah, you guys get wet too? Go on, you naughty girl, I'll make you hold it in until you die." "You'll find out later." Our country's sex education class, sigh. But, with a boyfriend like Hao, I'll find out sooner or later.

"Ring ring ring..." The second half of evening self-study begins.

Hao is quite smart; he finished his homework long ago and was buried in his books eating snacks. Watching his busy figure, I felt a surge of happiness. I'd give anything for this man. Less than half an hour later, the homework was finally finished. The studies in the second year of high school were relatively easy. Hao was still busy eating, opening this bag and that bag, making me hungry too. I gently poked his back with my pen, "What are you eating? You seem so happy. I want some too." Hao turned and glanced at me, then casually grabbed a handful of M&M's and placed them on my desk. Sigh, it's so different being rich. Even snacks taste so good. I nudged my deskmate to ask her to have some, but she was still busy solving problems and didn't even look up. "No, I'll get fat. Besides, I haven't finished my homework yet. You eat it yourself." Many classmates around us started chatting. The homeroom teacher usually doesn't come back for the second half of evening self-study. After we finish our homework, we can do whatever we want in the second half, as long as we don't make too much noise. Some of the bolder ones have already gone for a walk on the playground. Actually, everyone knows that the walk is just a pretense, hahaha.

"So boring. What are you doing?" I tore off a piece of paper and passed it to Hao. It's usually safe to chat like this. We can write very finely, and we don't need to save it. We can just find a trash can to destroy the evidence after class. "I'm reading a book, just borrowed it." "What book? You're reading so intently, you don't even chat with me." "The Romantic Continent, a book for men, haha, you know what I mean." I knew it was porn as soon as I saw the name. There's a bookstore called "Literary Bookstore" near my high school where you can borrow books. Although it's called "literary," it's mostly boys who go in. It costs 50 cents a day, and nobody knows what kind of books they have. I heard you can even borrow porn there, but you have to be a regular customer and familiar with the owner first. "You only watch this stuff every day, is it interesting?" "What do you girls know? Of course it's interesting, otherwise you wouldn't have felt so good just now, hehe." "Don't talk like that, it's all your fault, my lower body is ice cold now, it's so uncomfortable." "Oh, still wet? You have so much juice, I like it, how about we go play there some more?" "Are you kidding me? Class is about to end, but it really felt good just now." "Hahaha, it's good that it felt good, but I'm uncomfortable, my lower body is very hard, next time you have to make me feel good." "No, I don't dare to do that kind of thing." "Nonsense, of course you can't do that kind of thing now, the first time you have to do it properly, there are many ways to make a man feel good, like just now I didn't even have to penetrate you but I still made you feel so good. I'll teach you later." "Who wants you to teach me? I won't learn, I'll just make you feel bad." Despite saying that, I was still willing to let Hao teach me, I was willing to do anything for him.

Finally, with the sound of the bell, everyone rushed out of the classroom, some went home, some went back to the dormitory. Hao and I were both boarding students, but we were in a secret relationship, so we could only walk with our friends. On the way back, I chatted with my deskmate about this and that, about which teacher had done what that day, who went to the playground with whom, and so on. Suddenly, it all seemed so childish; Hao and I had already done far more than that. But on the surface, I had to pretend to be surprised and shy, while inside I was so unrestrained. What would my deskmate think of me if he knew what I had just experienced? The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I even started to get wet down there. The night breeze blowing against my body sent a chill through me, making my face flush. I quickly walked back to the dormitory under the cover of darkness.

The school really took care of us girls; the newly built dormitory building was assigned to us, and each room had a private bathroom. All the amenities were brand new. The most popular thing was the hot water system the school had provided for us—a vanity project—although it was only available at fixed times in the morning and evening. We were already very satisfied with that. However, problems arose when the new building was completed. Because the walls surrounding the girls' dormitory weren't finished, a migrant worker sneaked in late at night. The school security guards didn't sleep a wink that night, and the entire school was on high alert. To control the situation, the principal booked a suite for the girl who had been molested and arranged for her homeroom teacher to supervise her. We only heard the security guards checking the doors on each floor, their footsteps hurried. Later, we learned that the principal had gone to great lengths to contact a university and secure the girl's admission, which finally calmed things down. The girl was very lucky; she was only traumatized. Her roommate said the migrant worker only groped her. As a result, the walls surrounding the girls' dormitory were quickly erected, and a security guard was assigned to prevent male students from entering.

Back in the dorm, I immediately took over the bathroom. Taking off my underwear, I realized women really are made of water. A large stain at the bottom of my underwear caught my eye, with a milky white, glue-like substance in the middle. I picked it up and smelled it; a faint, slightly musky scent lingered in the air. Surprisingly, I was starting to like the smell. I took a few more deep breaths before reluctantly soaking the underwear in the basin. I turned on the shower and washed myself as quickly as possible. I dared not touch my sensitive spots again, afraid I would lose control. I finished showering early and went to bed.

There are four bunk beds in our dorm. I sleep on the top bunk by the window, which gives me plenty of privacy. Once the mosquito net is pulled up, this corner is my own little world. The white walls reflect the bright light, and the other girls are still chattering away. "Wan, you're sleeping so early? Come down and chat." My deskmate looks up at me. "No, I'm feeling really tired today, I want to sleep." I deliberately close my eyes and turn to the inside. My deskmate ignores me and goes from dorm to dorm. Our school's evening self-study ends at 8 pm, and lights don't go out until 10 pm. For us, those two hours are the only time of day we feel like we're still human. Although the dorm is noisy, I can't hear anything. I can only feel my heartbeat slowly accelerating. The feeling of that dark laboratory after dinner slowly creeps back into my heart, and I start to feel wet down there again. I quickly grab a few tissues from the tissue box next to my pillow, fold them into a long strip, and stuff them into my underwear. I don't want to get up to go to the bathroom. The rough tissue, folded haphazardly, its uneven surface rubbing against my sensitive spot as my legs moved. I don't remember how I fell asleep all night; the tension in my mind made me sweat profusely, especially the uncontrollable desire between my legs that tormented me. The tissue, soaked with sweat and precum, seeped through my groin. When I woke up in the morning, my pale face made my roommates sigh. "Wan, what's wrong? Didn't you sleep well? Are you feeling unwell? Is it your period?" they asked, one after another. "No...no...nothing, I had nightmares all night." That was the only reason I could think of. I was in a daze all day. I didn't even have

the energy to reply to Hao's notes, and he kept sending me porn, but I had no energy at all. Finally, the day's classes ended, and I hastily ate a few bites of dinner before going back to the classroom to sleep. It wasn't that I didn't want to go back to the dorm; I just really wanted to sleep. Those girls were too noisy.
"Hey, why are you in class so early today?" Hao's loud voice pierced my ears. I barely managed to look up at Hao. He strode to his seat and turned around. "Why aren't you talking to me? You've been acting strange all day. Are you feeling unwell? Is it your period?" I looked around. It was just Hao and me in the classroom. "No, I didn't sleep well last night." I looked at Hao wistfully. He stared at me blankly. "Yeah, teenage girl's heart is pounding, can't sleep." "Go away, ignore me, I'm going to sleep for a bit. I'll never talk to you again." "Oh, you're still angry? Weren't you angry when you were having fun yesterday?" "Don't say anything more, I'll never do that to you again." "Hehe, next time... we'll see." Hao grinned shamelessly.

[The End]

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