My deskmate Zhao Yaxin

Zhao Yaxin, she's my girlfriend.

She's a very well-behaved girl, at least that's true before I got her. However, after we started dating, I discovered that she's a girl with a pure exterior but a restless heart, at least in front of me. But despite her restlessness, she never lets me into her body. So I'm still a virgin, and I don't know if she is.

Oh! I forgot to mention, I'm a typical high school student, a sophomore this year. Zhao Yaxin and I are in the same class, the girl I worked hard to win over for a year. In our classmates' eyes, Zhao Yaxin is very well-behaved, really well-behaved, and a little bit naive.

So I want to emphasize again, she's very innocent.

Her house is very close to mine, but far from school. So we always meet at the bus stop in the morning to take the bus to school together. The story begins at the bus stop.

Today the sun isn't shining brightly, the air isn't cold, it's a perfect day for an outing, Zhao Yaxin and I are waiting for the bus at the bus stop, but unfortunately we're not going out, we're going to school. Zhao Yaxin was wearing the school's standard semi-transparent sailor uniform today, with a specially tailored skirt that was about five centimeters above his knees. His hair was tied in a ponytail, and he wore glasses that would make any girl look a bit dazed. Combined with his sunny smile, he had the standard innocent look. But what he just handed me wasn't so innocent.

"Hey, Xiang, keep this for you. You can play with it later." Zhao Yaxin smiled cutely and handed me something that looked like a car pager, with four switches: strong, medium, weak, and off. "What...what is this?" I asked, taking the strange thing Zhao Yaxin gave me.

"Heh, you'll see when you turn it on." Zhao Yaxin answered mysteriously.

"Uh...what kind of weird thing is this?" I squinted at him, seeing his expression. Looking at the thing in my hand, I switched the switch to the weak position.

"Nothing's wrong, what are you doing?" I asked, a little annoyed.

"Um...I...I...I...I'll...I'll turn it...off." Zhao Yaxin's face turned noticeably red.

Seeing her strange expression, I quickly switched the indicator to "off."

"Phew...this seems really interesting." Zhao Yaxin breathed a sigh of relief, then leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Don't tell anyone, okay? I put Jumpy in there today."

As she spoke, she pulled up her uniform, revealing the receiver hanging on her skirt: "The remote control for Jumpy is in your hand." "Really?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmph, you don't want it after playing with it all day? Then give it back." Zhao Yaxin playfully held out her hand.

"I don't mean I don't want it, but...is this really okay?" Looking at the remote control in my hand, then at her skirt, I asked.

"I'm fine with it, go ahead and play." Zhao Yaxin gave me a big smile.

"The bus is here, let's get on first." I took Zhao Yaxin's hand and boarded the bus, of course, I put the remote control in my pocket. There weren't many people on the bus, and there was a double seat available in the back. I chose a window seat, and Zhao Yaxin naturally sat next to me. He first used his hand to pull his skirt forward, then slowly sat down. Because of the curve, the skirt slipped up to his thighs, instantly revealing his fair skin.

A thought suddenly popped into my head, and my right hand reached into my pocket to quietly turn the switch on the bouncy phone to low.

"Hmm... Xiang, you... you're so... bad." Zhao Yaxin's body went limp, her head resting on my shoulder. I didn't speak, my face looking out the window, ignoring Zhao Yaxin. Zhao Yaxin put her backpack on her lap, trying to reduce the buzzing of the bouncy phone, but I think she was overthinking it. Sitting in the back, the bus engine noise already masked the faint buzzing.

"Hmm... Oh... Hmm... Ah..." Zhao Yaxin kept making soft moaning sounds.

The girl in front seemed to have heard something, turning around to look at us with disdain. I think she must have thought we were doing something.

Hearing Zhao Yaxin's soft moans, I couldn't help but turn my head. A blush had spread across Zhao Yaxin's face, her eyes were slightly closed, and her lips were biting and releasing intermittently, as if she was enjoying the stimulation from the vibration.

How could I let Zhao Yaxin enjoy herself like that? I reached out my right hand and quickly switched the remote control to off.

After the vibration was turned off, it also disappeared. Zhao Yaxin looked at me with a dissatisfied look.

"Hmph, annoying, I was enjoying myself." Zhao Yaxin symbolically patted my chest.

"Hehe, if you want to enjoy yourself, I'll let you enjoy yourself to your heart's content in class later." I deliberately raised my voice so that the junior in front of us could hear.

"Ugh, forget it, we're almost at school, let's get off." Zhao Yaxin turned her head away, expressing her dissatisfaction. "Haha, let's go." I took her hand and, under the junior's gaze, led her off the bus.

Today's first class was English, and my English is very bad, but my test scores are very good. Want to know the secret?

It's simple. Zhao Yaxin is an English tutor, responsible for quiz scores. Her scores are always above 70 or 80; anything higher would be noticed.

Zhao Yaxin sat obediently in the first row. Watching her diligently copying the key points from the blackboard, I can hardly imagine the flirtatious expression on her face when she handed me the remote.

"Zhao Yaxin, write your answers to this morning's test on the blackboard," the teacher instructed.

"Okay," Zhao Yaxin replied obediently.

Zhao Yaxin slowly walked to the front, holding her test paper in her left hand and chalk in her right, writing the answers on the blackboard.

Since the first question needed to be written higher on the blackboard, Zhao Yaxin stood on tiptoe, straining to raise her right hand as she wrote. Her uniform, pulled by her right hand, slipped out of her skirt. Oh no, this idiot! Her receiver is showing! A wire runs from the receiver into her skirt! What if someone finds out? A thought suddenly popped into my head: I suddenly wanted to see what she'd look like when she was discovered to be a flirtatious girl.

I slipped my right hand into my pants and turned the remote control down to a low setting. Zhao Yaxin's legs, which had been propped up, suddenly went weak, and her handwriting became crooked and messy. She glanced back at me, a pleading and shy expression on her face.

Haha, how could I let her off so easily? I pressed on, turning the switch up to medium.

Under the watchful eyes of the whole class, Zhao Yaxin's hands could no longer hold the chalk properly, and her legs were trembling and tightly closed. The teacher, noticing her unusual behavior, asked with concern,

"Zhao Yaxin, are you alright? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No...no...um...I'm...okay...um..." Zhao Yaxin answered, her face flushed and her voice trembling. Because the test papers were checked and graded by classmates, the teacher had already stepped down from the podium and was walking among the students, checking for any cheating.

"If there's nothing else, keep writing. Your classmates are waiting to check their answers." It seemed the teacher hadn't noticed anything unusual about Zhao Yaxin's uniform, and hurriedly urged her on as class was about to end. As soon as she finished speaking, she went back to looking at her classmates' test papers.

At this moment, Zhao Yaxin's posture was very strange, as if she was trying to hold back her urge to urinate. Her legs were tightly pressed together, her toes turned inwards and touching. Although her right hand was still holding chalk on the blackboard, she wasn't writing at all; instead, she seemed to be leaning against the blackboard. Her left hand was holding the back of her skirt, but she didn't dare pull it down or touch that area that was radiating pleasure. After all, she was in the classroom, in front of the whole class. How could a model student like her touch that area? Although I couldn't see Zhao Yaxin's face at this moment, she must have been biting her lip, because I could hear her making muffled "hmm...hmm..." sounds.

But it was clear that Zhao Yaxin was almost at her breaking point, straining her entire body to maintain a bizarre posture. I was also worried that if the teachers and classmates discovered the remote control was inserted into Zhao Yaxin's private parts, and that I had the remote, I'd be in deep trouble too. So I switched the remote to "off," and Zhao Yaxin immediately relaxed. She shifted slightly, as if no one had noticed, and continued writing the remaining answers on the blackboard.

When Zhao Yaxin finished writing and turned to leave the podium, she glanced at me, her face flushed, clearly aroused. I'm sure her underwear was soaking wet; even the teacher could tell. "What's wrong? Your face is so red. Do you have a cold?"

"No, no, I don't have a cold…" But her expression was strange and complicated. I didn't know if she was upset that I hadn't continued vibrating the remote or if the vibration had been too long. Anyway, she was the one who gave me the remote, so I let her have it. But I still don't understand why Zhao Yaxin gave me the remote. Was she so naive as to not know what I was going to do? But if she were really that naive, she wouldn't even know about wireless remote-controlled jumpers. Anyway, all I know is that while I was controlling Zhao Yaxin, my penis remained highly erect, so hard it was almost painful. Every time I wanted to take things further, she would always make excuses, leaving me with a hard-on all day, only to end up watching porn at home to release my pent-up desire. This time, Zhao Yaxin finally offered herself up, so I'm determined to torment her and make her experience the pain of unfulfilled desire.

After Zhao Yaxin returned to her seat, I turned the volume down again. This time, Zhao Yaxin's behavior wasn't as noticeable. She shifted slightly from side to side to adjust her body, then remained still. But a moment later, she twisted her waist, then pulled at her skirt, then placed her hand on her knee, then gripped the edge of the chair tightly. This was a stark contrast to her usual quiet and attentive demeanor. Our tutor, who was also our English teacher, was a forty-year-old man with a slightly receding hairline. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and because of his thinning hairline, we secretly called him "Mediterranean" behind his back. Later, to avoid being overheard, we shortened it to "Dichondriac." Dichondriac was always kind and gentle to the high-achieving students, especially the girls, but he always looked down on the boys, especially those with average grades, and was quick to berate them.

Zhao Yaxin consistently ranked at the top of her class academically. Coupled with her adorable appearance and outwardly portrayed image of a well-behaved and innocent girl, every teacher doted on her, especially the English teacher. The English teacher frequently called on students to answer questions in class. If he was in a good mood, he would call on students with good grades, cute looks, or handsome appearances; however, if he was in a bad mood, he would always call on students with poor grades or average looks, and even if they answered correctly, they wouldn't receive a pleasant look.

Today, it seemed that Di Hai was in a good mood, as all the top ten most handsome and beautiful students in the class stood up to answer questions. The next question was for Zhao Yaxin.

"Translate this sentence." Zhao Yaxin slowly moved her body and stood up. Because Zhao Yaxin wasn't very tall, only about 155 cm, she sat in the first row. I, on the other hand, was 175 cm tall and sat in the last seat of the row next to her. I couldn't see her face from my seat, but her voice was clear: "Mr. Peter, despite his wife's objections, decided... ah..." As Zhao Yaxin began translating, the remote control for the jumper was turned up to medium intensity. Zhao Yaxin probably couldn't handle the sudden stimulation and let out a cry, but she remained calm and immediately continued translating: "Decided to take his three sons... um... and two servants... ah... by train... towards the big city in the middle... Detroit... ah... um..." By the last sentence, I had turned the jumper up to high intensity. Di Hai and the other students looked up at this model student, wondering why Zhao Yaxin's voice and tone were different from her usual self.

"Are you feeling a bit cold? Your voice sounds strange. Hmm...wait, is there some kind of buzzing sound?" Di Hai, who was originally standing at the back of the classroom, started walking towards Zhao Yaxin while listening to the twitching sound. I quickly turned the volume down. "Or am I mistaken? It seems like there's no sound anymore. Zhao Yaxin, if you're not feeling well, you should tell the teacher." Di Hai was already standing in front of Zhao Yaxin, shaking his head from side to side, as if trying to confirm that he hadn't misheard, carefully listening to the sounds around him.

At this moment, Zhao Yaxin had already sat down, leaning against her skirt and thighs, the twitching sound had become very faint and inaudible, but the stimulation was even more intense because her legs were pressed together. The little twitching thing was vibrating like a naughty child, drilling into that sensitive spot and clitoris. Who would imagine that a model student, a well-behaved girl in school, had a remote-controlled twitching thing under her skirt? "I had a bit of a cold a couple of days ago...hmm, but it's okay...hmm." Zhao Yaxin was really good at making things up, and with the blush on her face, although there was a slight tremor in her voice, Di Hai still believed it was because of the cold. Finally, class ended. In the ten minutes or so before it was over, I kept changing the intensity of the jumper, sometimes strong, sometimes weak. Whenever I felt Zhao Yaxin was about to reach her limit or was enjoying it too much, I would turn it off. This was my time to enjoy myself, not Zhao Yaxin's, so I had to keep her on edge and not let her get too comfortable.

As soon as class ended, Zhao Yaxin ran to the restroom, but since it was my turn to clean the blackboard, I had to obediently do so. However, I still turned on the remote control of the jumper in my pocket and set it to medium. I knew that wireless products have a limited effective range; if the distance is too far, the remote control function is lost. I only needed to observe Zhao Yaxin's expression to know how far the effective range was. After a while, I suddenly heard a "Ah!" I turned around and saw Zhao Yaxin in the hallway next to the classroom suddenly crouch down, as if her legs had lost their strength. Sure enough, the effective range was about fifteen meters. I turned off the light switch, took the blackboard eraser to the hallway to brush off the chalk dust, and Zhao Yaxin slowly stood up to talk to her best friend: "I'm fine, I just feel weak all of a sudden, probably because I was in a rush this morning and didn't eat breakfast."

"Zhao Yaxin, are you on your period? Let me tell you, I feel like that too. When I get my period, I feel weak all over, and it feels like worms are crawling in my stomach, it's painful and stuffy. My mom told me that I should eat some hot brown sugar water at this time... and also..." It was Xingjuan, Zhao Yaxin's best friend, who spoke. Although she was a good person and very loyal, she was a bit of a chatterbox, and once she started talking, she couldn't stop.

However, she was also the only one who knew that Zhao Yaxin and I were boyfriend and girlfriend. Fortunately, she kept her mouth shut when she shouldn't have, otherwise I would have been targeted by some sycophantic students and the school long ago. Because of this, the two of us would deliberately keep our distance from each other at school to avoid getting into trouble, and when we wanted to go on dates, Xingjuan would often be the third wheel to cover for us. Zhao Yaxin glanced at me, her eyes slightly misty, but her expression held a smile, even a mischievous childish smile, as if to say, "How can that be all? Let's try again." Looking at Zhao Yaxin's lovely face, her cheeks still flushed, her cute little lips and big, bright eyes, I suddenly felt a pang of reluctance. I wondered if what I was doing would make her look foolish in front of everyone, and if she were discovered, would her image as a model student be ruined?

The bell rang, and everyone rushed into the classroom. Taking advantage of tidying up the blackboard eraser, I slowly made my way back, walking behind Zhao Yaxin and whispering, "Is this okay? Can I continue? Or should I give you back the remote?"

"I'm having so much fun, I'm so excited! Don't you think it's fun? I'm not done yet! It would be best if you could make me a little more aroused. How about this, if you keep playing with me, I'll grant you one wish, anything. Want to?" I never expected Zhao Yaxin's answer to be like this. There was no comparison between the angel and the devil in my heart; the angel was completely forgotten. The phrase "anything" reignited my desires...

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"Hey...you...it's you, isn't your name Xiang? Ask who's on duty today. Accompany Zhao Yaxin to the infirmary."

How annoying! He doesn't even remember my name, only has eyes for pretty female students.

"Teacher, I'm on duty today." Just then, the class bell rang. Di Hai looked at his watch and said hurriedly, "Okay, it's you. Accompany your classmate to the infirmary. You don't need to attend this class. I'll ask the Chinese teacher for leave for you. I need to hurry to class too. Honestly, we're handing out test papers this class, I need to hurry. I'll go to the infirmary after class."

And so, I openly helped Zhao Yaxin to the infirmary, of course, the switch was still on.

Zhao Yaxin squinted, leaning slightly on my shoulder, walking with difficulty, constantly making "Ah...um...I can't take it anymore" sounds. Hearing Zhao Yaxin's murmurs, I was almost at my limit too.

We finally made it to the infirmary, only to find a sign on the door: "The nurse is teaching this period. Please wait inside or come back next period. For emergencies, please call 09xxxxx."

I turned off the remote control and asked Zhao Yaxin, "Should we come back next period?"

"Idiot, of course we should go in first! I'm dripping again!" I noticed a few more drops of colorless, transparent liquid dripping from Zhao Yaxin's skirt. This girl is so sensitive.

We went into the infirmary. The furnishings were simple: two or three tables and a medicine cart, some mannequins on the cabinet, and two hospital beds in the adjacent room. Actually, the nurse is very kind. Sometimes when I don't want to teach, I pretend to be sick and come to the infirmary. I chat with her for a period, then sleep on the hospital bed for another period. The aunt always says, "You're adults now. If you don't want to go to class, I won't force you to sit in the classroom, but you need to know what you're doing and be responsible for your actions."

I helped Zhao Yaxin to the hospital bed, made her lie down, and then quietly pressed the switch on the hot water bottle...

"Ah...so good...I can make a sound now...ah...so comfortable." The infirmary is located at the very edge of the school, next to the sports equipment room, so no noise will be heard, which is why it's a good place for me to catch up on sleep.

As Zhao Yaxin spoke, her right hand reached inside her skirt, ignoring my staring eyes. Her left hand wasn't idle either, grabbing her breasts through her clothes.

"Ah...so good...so nice...ahhh..." Seeing the girl I liked touching herself in front of me, I couldn't resist either, and reached out my lecherous hand to touch her breasts.

"No, get your hand away, you can't touch me." My hand was slapped twice. It's always like this; if my hands don't behave, I get scolded, and sometimes even hit. But seeing this scene today, even she was screaming, and she wouldn't let anyone else touch her. It's outrageous! The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, wanting to teach this seemingly innocent but secretly wanton girl a lesson.

Wait a minute, Zhao Yaxin said she was willing to promise me something. I originally wanted to ask Zhao Yaxin to have sex with me and lose her virginity. But I can't swallow this anger, and now I can use it. I turned off the vibrator, but Zhao Yaxin's hands moved even more violently, as if trying to replace the disappearing vibration pleasure with her hands. "Zhao Yaxin, you said you would promise me something."

"Yes, anything is fine, ah... so good."

"Okay, I want you not to touch your own body with your hands today, no matter what you do, you absolutely cannot touch it." Zhao Yaxin was stunned when she heard this, opening her eyes that were closed in enjoyment, as if she couldn't believe it.

"My own hand can't touch myself?" A surge of pleasure welled up inside me. Although I'd lost the chance to have sex, seeing Zhao Yaxin's surprised expression made me admire myself. I'm a genius.

"That's right, and to prevent you from cheating, whatever you touch with your hands can't touch your body." I was preventing Zhao Yaxin from holding the vibrator or touching it through her clothes, which would defeat my purpose. I didn't want you to only have your own pleasure.

"Okay, I promise you." After a moment, Zhao Yaxin finally blurted out these words, slowly taking her hand out from under her skirt. "What if you break the rules?"

"If I break the rules, for each time I do, I'll grant you one more promise, and the original promises will remain the same." "Okay, then I'm relieved." After saying that, she turned the vibrator back on and adjusted it to a low intensity.

As soon as the buzzing sound appeared, Zhao Yaxin's expression became dazed again, her throat emitting incoherent sounds. Her hands unconsciously moved towards her skirt, but as soon as she moved, she remembered my command, so she could only tightly grip the sheets on both sides, desperately squeezing her legs together, while constantly shifting her body. Seeing that the opportunity was not to be missed, I grabbed Zhao Yaxin's chest with my right hand. Zhao Yaxin's reflex was to hit my arm, and hit it particularly hard, as if to retaliate against my command. It hurt, but I was not unhappy at all. "Very good, I have another thing for you to do. I said that nothing your hands touch can touch your body. You hit my hand, and my hand is on your body, which is the same as you touching your own body." "How can this be... ah... um... it's not fair... ah"

"What is there to be fair or unfair about? You just agreed to it yourself, and all the conditions were clearly stated. You just didn't notice." After saying that, I began to unbutton the two buttons on the front of Zhao Yaxin's uniform, revealing a pink bra. This was the first time I'd seen Zhao Yaxin's underwear. Her bra was decorated with lace, a very cute style, perfect for a cute girl like Zhao Yaxin. What surprised me, however, was that it was a front-closure bra, a perfect match for Zhao Yaxin's naturally alluring nature.

Zhao Yaxin instinctively reached out to cover her breasts and push my hand away, but the thought of touching her again and having to do something else made her afraid to imagine what tricks I might play on her. Her hand froze in mid-air, too afraid to move. But the pleasure from her breasts continued to surge, her body involuntarily writhing, creating a beautiful scene.

Seeing Zhao Yaxin struggling like this only fueled my lust. A sadistic instinct began to rise within me; I wanted to take even more advantage of this beautiful, angelic-faced, alluring woman before me. I gently unbuttoned the front clasp with both hands, and her heavy breasts popped out. Zhao Yaxin wasn't tall, and many classmates assumed her figure wouldn't be anything special. But that wasn't the case. Zhao Yaxin had a very slim waist, only 23 inches, and although she was only a C cup, it had the visual effect of a D cup. Her buttocks were also perky, making her figure appear S-shaped from the side. She deliberately wore a size too big in her uniform to conceal her beautiful figure. Now, of course, she couldn't hide it anymore. Perhaps because she rarely saw the sun, her breasts were white and tender, seemingly ready to drip moisture.

Looking at Zhao Yaxin's firm breasts and pale pink areolas, they were truly exquisite. Of course, I didn't hold back, grabbing one in each hand and beginning to savor them.

Mmm, such a soft feel, like cotton candy, or like a warm steamed bun—such a comfortable touch. I squeezed them a little harder, letting my fingers sink into her breasts, watching them change shape in my hands like mochi. It was such a wonderful and comfortable feeling. I gently touched the tip of the raisin and found it was still firm and erect, completely different from mine. It was amazing. I gently rubbed the little raisin, letting my palm and fingers glide over it, and heard a soft moan, "Ah...no there...don't touch..." So this was a sensitive area. Well, I wouldn't hold back then.

I deliberately turned off the jumper first, then pressed my lips to Zhao Yaxin's lips and began to kiss her. My hands attacked her breasts, kneading her soft, white breasts as if trying to squeeze out moisture. Zhao Yaxin couldn't make a sound because I had blocked her mouth; only "woo...ah ah..." could escape from her throat. Before, my kisses with Zhao Yaxin were always light, but even so, I still enjoyed Zhao Yaxin's lips.

I gently stuck out my tongue, and to my surprise, Zhao Yaxin stuck out hers too. We kissed deeply, exchanging saliva. It turned out this little girl's true nature hadn't been discovered yet. Listening to Zhao Yaxin's moans, and feeling the intoxicating sensation in my hands, my pants were already bulging, and I couldn't wait to get to work.

"Turn it on! I'm so itchy down there, don't keep me in suspense, you're a bad guy, hurry up and give it to me." Her penis remained still, only her breasts were being stimulated, neither moving nor stopping, and she couldn't use her hands to relieve herself. This little slut was starting to lose it. If her classmates heard these words coming from the mouth of the usually a bit dazed, sweet-looking Zhao Yaxin, they would definitely think they were dreaming.

"You've got the vibrating penis, but what about me? Who's going to comfort my hard penis?"

"But... if you touch my breasts, I can't use my hands to help you." Having just been punished once, Zhao Yaxin was quite smart and didn't dare to do it again.

"Besides your hands, are there any other ways to help me?" I could finally abandon my seventeen years of virginity. Zhao Yaxin tilted her head, thinking for a moment, her already rosy cheeks turning a deep red.

"You're such a bad person, then don't touch me..." Unexpectedly, Zhao Yaxin suddenly unzipped my pants, reached into my "reservoir," and pulled out my already erect penis. The dark shaft, already glistening with secretions, exuded a lewd scent. Zhao Yaxin actually swallowed it whole.

I froze for a moment. Instantly, I felt a warm temperature spread to my penis, a soft touch slowly moving from the tip to the side, then my entire penis was enveloped in a warm sensation, as if soaking in warm water, while hundreds of tiny soft worms massaged and sucked my penis. Is this oral sex? How could something feel so good? I felt like my penis was melting. I unconsciously let out a soft moan, "Ah...so good...so comfortable."

"I want some too! Hurry up and turn it on! It's so itchy down there! Come touch my breasts, squeeze them!" Zhao Yaxin put her hands behind her back and quickly swallowed and sucked on my penis, saying things indistinctly.

Although this was different from what I expected, well... whatever, I quickly turned on the vibrating switch and adjusted it to a low intensity. My hands returned to Zhao Yaxin's breasts, and I rubbed and poked them even harder.

"Ah...that's it...mmm...so good, so comfortable." Our position was incredibly lewd. Zhao Yaxin was kneeling between my legs, her hands behind her back, her shoulders resting on my thighs. Her breasts drooped, peeking out from under her uniform, which was only unbuttoned a couple of times. Her neck moved rapidly as she swallowed and released my penis, while a vibrating throbbing member throbbed inside her. I, on the other hand, was squeezing Zhao Yaxin's breast with one hand and holding her hair with the other, moving back and forth, watching my penis appear and disappear in her mouth. Zhao Yaxin's expression was a mixture of pain and pleasure. Looking at Zhao Yaxin's cute face, her soft lips swallowing and releasing my ugly penis, this incongruous visual stimulation was amazing. Combined with the intense pleasure from my hands and penis, I felt my penis swell even larger in Zhao Yaxin's throat. I never imagined my penis could grow so big. Sex was so pleasurable!

I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure emanating from my lower body. It felt a million times better than using my hand. The soft, moist mouth, combined with the slightly rough texture of her tongue scraping against my penis, and the way her lips contracted into an "O" shape as she released it, grazing the most sensitive edge, only intensified my pleasure.

This continued for three to five minutes, growing increasingly pleasurable and intense, when I noticed Zhao Yaxin's swallowing speed slowing down. Her mouth must have gotten tired. Zhao Yaxin slightly opened her eyes, looking at me with a pleading gaze. Seeing her helpless and innocent expression, a desire to further ravage her arose within me.

I increased the intensity of the massage to medium and made Zhao Yaxin kneel on the bed, keeping my penis still in her mouth. I couldn't bear to leave her warm mouth, so I stood up. Zhao Yaxin looked at me with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Tired? Let me take over." I placed both hands on Zhao Yaxin's hair and started moving my hips, making my penis go in and out of her mouth again. It felt so good; men really do like the feeling of being in control.

"I'm fucking Zhao Yaxin's mouth, you know?" I never expected to say such words, but I found that saying them aloud gave me even more pleasure, a sense of conquest. It was truly exhilarating. And Zhao Yaxin's mouth seemed even tighter; when my penis tried to pull out, I could feel a suction force holding it in, making it even more comfortable. I started to feel like something was about to ejaculate inside me.

I looked down at Zhao Yaxin, who was swallowing and releasing my penis.

"I'm going to cum!" I started thrusting my hips harder and more violently, each thrust reaching the deepest part of Zhao Yaxin's throat before pulling out. I gripped her head tightly, preventing her from retreating. Zhao Yaxin's throat began to make sounds: "Ahhh...I...want...ah...I'm coming...ah...I'm coming...I'm coming!" Her whole body clenched tightly, trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly, I felt waves of pleasure coursing through me. I ejaculated, spraying gushes of thick fluid into Zhao Yaxin's mouth. This was the most I'd ever ejaculated; even I was surprised at how much I'd released. It was truly amazing, incredibly comfortable.

Only when I was sure I'd finished did I reluctantly leave Zhao Yaxin's mouth. I slumped onto the bed, turned off the jumper, and watched as Zhao Yaxin's expression slowly relaxed.

Finally, Zhao Yaxin opened her eyes, looking at me with a complex expression—not angry or sad, but not happy either. I looked at Zhao Yaxin, unable to discern her thoughts. I wondered what she was thinking and how she perceived what had just happened between us.

Then, I suddenly realized Zhao Yaxin hadn't uttered a sound, and noticed her bulging lips. My bodily fluids were still inside her mouth. I quickly looked around for tissues or towels. Just then, the school bell rang over the loudspeaker. Class was over. We'd spent the entire period playing in the infirmary. Was this the so-called "happy time always flies by"?

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the infirmary doorway: "Li Zhao Yaxin, are you there? Are you alright?" It was Di Hai. That old geezer had actually let class end early to see Zhao Yaxin! Pervert! If a male classmate was sick, he'd be unusually concerned. This was bad. Zhao Yaxin and I were still disheveled. If we were discovered, Zhao Yaxin's image and reputation would be ruined.

"Strange, why is no one here? Could they be in the break room?" The voice grew closer. This was serious. Suddenly, Zhao Yaxin lay down, pointed at me, then at the person beside her. I understood and quickly pulled the blanket over both of us, pressing myself tightly against her, pretending she was alone.

"Li Zhao Yaxin, are you in there? I'm coming in." Di Hai was already at the door of the rest room. I suddenly remembered that both of our shoes were still by the bed. If my shoes were seen, it would give us away, but there wasn't time to hide them again. Just then, another familiar voice came: "Teacher Chen, what brings you here? Is something wrong?" It was the nurse. Maybe there was hope.

"Nurse Zhang, have you seen Li Zhao Yaxin from my class here? She's not feeling well, so I asked another student to come with her." "

I just came back from nursing class. They might be in the rest room inside!" In that short time, I immediately got out of bed, pushed my shoes under the bedside table, and returned to their original position. I've never been so efficient in my life. Just as I finished covering myself with the blanket, I heard the door open.

"Sure enough, Li seems to be asleep. Her face is flushed; let me check if she has a fever. Hmm... her forehead and face are hot. I'll take a thermometer to check. In that case, I'll have to wake Li up first. Li Zhao Yaxin, Li Zhao Yaxin. Wake up..." After a slight shaking, I heard Zhao Yaxin mumble, "Hmm..." I suddenly realized that the liquid was still in Zhao Yaxin's mouth, and she hadn't had time to clean it out yet, no wonder her voice was muffled.

"Li, I need to take your temperature. Do you want it oral or under the arm?"

"I'll take her under the arm; I don't even know if the thermometer is properly sterilized." Damn it, she probably just wants to see if she can get a good look. Making it sound so nice. But if I take her under the arm, the blanket will be pulled open, and Zhao Yaxin and I will be exposed to the light. You know, Zhao Yaxin's two big breasts are still outside her uniform, enjoying the cool air.

"Teacher Chen, please be polite. My equipment is extremely sterilized and hygienic. I won't use it on students without thorough sterilization."

"Nurse Zhang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to say... well... it's always better to be careful, right? Haha..." It was truly satisfying. Serves him right. The nurse ignored him and went straight to Zhao Yaxin: "I respect students' opinions. Li, which side do you want measured?" I leaned against Zhao Yaxin, my head pressed against her chest to avoid being noticed. I was sure I heard a "gulp" and then Zhao Yaxin's voice: "Thank you, Nurse. I'll take your oral temperature now. I heard oral temperature is more accurate." Zhao Yaxin's pronunciation was still so clear and articulate. Wait, how could she speak so clearly with a mouth full of liquid? That means Zhao Yaxin swallowed all my liquid. Thinking of this, my penis involuntarily stood up again.

"Okay, open your mouth, okay, hold it for three minutes without moving. By the way, Teacher Chen, didn't you say another student came with her?"

"It's okay, seeing Li Zhao Yaxin's condition is more important." Di Hai's bias towards girls was fully revealed. And so, the nurse and Di Hai started chatting casually.

Now that the crisis was over, and this was a rare opportunity, I naturally wanted to make the most of it. My hand slowly climbed up to Zhao Yaxin's breasts and started kneading them again. The feel was amazing, but the raisins were soft, not as firm as before. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't dare to make any big movements with my hand. I gently and slowly made circles and arcs, from the periphery all the way to the center point, stroking the skin inch by inch as if to confirm it. Then I slowly stroked from the center point back to the periphery. Gradually, I noticed that the raisins were starting to stand up again, so I focused on the center point. I gently glided my fingertips and palm over the little grape, sliding from my fingertips to my palm, then lightly sliding my palm from side to side to touch the protrusion. Sometimes I gently rotated it with two fingers, sometimes I pushed the little grape back and forth with the pad of my index finger, like pushing a roly-poly toy. It was so much fun, and I enjoyed this game in this small space.

"Ah... um," Zhao Yaxin couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Then he heard the nurse's voice: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Oh, right, we got so caught up in our conversation that we forgot the time. Are you reminding me that three minutes are up? Okay, let me see... Hmm, thankfully she doesn't have a fever. Strange, her face and forehead still feel a little hot."

"Teacher Chen, I think it's best to let Li rest for another class period. The bell is about to ring, so I'll have to ask you to let the teacher know for the next class. I have a free period today, so I'll stay here and take care of her."

"Alright, I have to go to class now. Today is the busiest day of the week, you must be exhausted. I'll be going now."

Not long after Di Hai left, the bell rang, but then he heard an announcement: "Nurse Zhang from the infirmary, Nurse Zhang from the infirmary, please come to the student affairs office immediately, thank you." Schools rarely make announcements after the bell rings; they usually try to announce them during the break to avoid disrupting classes, so it must be something important.

"Nurse, it's okay for you to go. I'll sleep a little longer, it'll be fine."

"What a good student! I'll be right back. You should rest for a bit."

"Nurse's gone, hurry up and get out before she gets caught." After confirming that the nurse had left the infirmary, Zhao Yaxin quickly pulled back the blanket and called me out. Because it was really stuffy inside the blanket, I quickly got out and turned off the jumper. When I turned around, I saw Zhao Yaxin's two beautiful, white breasts were still exposed, with a few scratch marks on them. My little penis immediately stood up in respect.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and tidy yourself up, I don't know when the nurse will be back." I had no choice but to stuff my already erect penis back into my pants, straighten my uniform a little, and re-fasten my belt. When I turned around, I found that Zhao Yaxin had just wrapped the blanket around herself again and hadn't straightened her clothes.

"Didn't you tell me to hurry up and get dressed? Why haven't you moved?"

"I don't know who said that I can't even touch myself today, how am I supposed to get dressed? Hurry up and come here." I never thought that my unintentional order would bring me so many benefits. I must be a genius, hahaha. "Okay, okay, so little Zhao Yaxin can't dress herself. Uncle will help you. Come on, sweetie, pull the blanket down." Although Zhao Yaxin was helpless, she had no choice but to obediently and slowly lift the blanket so I could help her get dressed. Looking at Zhao Yaxin's two white and tender breasts, I secretly touched them a few times. Zhao Yaxin's expression was strange, with a bit of helplessness, a bit of shyness, and a bit of something I couldn't figure out. I fastened the front clasp of Zhao Yaxin's bra and buttoned up her uniform, then stood next to her. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yaxin twisted her body and said very softly. "Is that all?"

"Yeah, what else?"

"Don't you know that after a girl's bra is fastened, she needs to lean forward and adjust her breasts a bit to make it okay? Otherwise, it will feel uncomfortable and easily sag, causing accessory breast tissue." Oh my god, so troublesome. So I had no choice but to open Zhao Yaxin's uniform again and start adjusting her breasts with my hands.

"You need to put your hand in a little further back and push forward, ah... don't keep touching my little grapes... um... once it's done, hurry up and take it out..." Because of the bra's restriction, my hand was sandwiched between the two, and the originally soft touch became a different kind of firmness. And because of the position, my hand almost completely covered her breasts, and her little grapes were rubbing against the base of my palm. Her little grapes seemed to be a very sensitive spot for Zhao Yaxin. Whenever I touched them, she would start to twist her body, unconsciously moan, and her little grapes would slowly stand up. I started to consider whether I should help Zhao Yaxin put on her bra every day.

I found that my feelings had changed. Before, Zhao Yaxin's grades were better than mine, and her family was also richer than mine. In our relationship, I did whatever Zhao Yaxin asked me to do, and I wouldn't do what she forbade me to do. Xingjuan even said I spoiled Zhao Yaxin too much and lacked masculinity. (Although I always felt she was deliberately finding fault with me, that everything I did was problematic.) But only I knew that subconsciously I always felt I wasn't good enough for Zhao Yaxin, so I wanted to fulfill any of her demands so that she would stay by my side. But after everything that had just happened, I could control Zhao Yaxin's pleasure with one hand, decide whether she could have an orgasm, even touched and grabbed her breasts, made her perform oral sex on me, and even sprayed my semen into her mouth and made her swallow it.

I felt an unparalleled sense of accomplishment and control. This young girl in front of me belonged to me; I could do whatever I wanted to her. It was a sense of conquest unique to men, and I enjoyed that sense of conquest, which would also push me further.

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