I went to pick up my girlfriend too late!! And then….

I was picking up my girlfriend too late!! As a result…
After quickly finishing dinner, I packed my lunchbox, hopped on my bike, and sped back to school.

The late summer day was already fading quickly; it was only seven o'clock, but it was almost completely dark. I spotted a moment when the school security guards weren't looking and dashed into the campus, quickly walking along the edge of the playground into the six-story teaching building.

It had been two hours since school ended, and our school generally didn't allow students to stay on campus past seven o'clock except for evening self-study or special circumstances, so the teaching building was practically deserted and silent.

I clutched my lunchbox and ran up to my classroom on the sixth floor.

Although we were already in our final year of high school, there was no evening self-study scheduled because it was Friday. The classrooms on the sixth floor were empty and quiet like the other floors, but at the very end of the corridor, one classroom still had its light on—my classroom.

The person inside was Fang Shiya, the girl I'd had a crush on for two years and was now pursuing.

From a young age, she possessed a natural talent for art and entertainment, and her teacher assigned her to be in charge of the classroom's arts and entertainment work, requiring her to update the blackboard bulletin board at the back of the classroom every month. However, with the college entrance examination just two months away, both classmates and teachers were on high alert, and evening self-study sessions were scheduled every Monday to Thursday. Xiaoya didn't have time to work on the bulletin board and insisted on staying until tonight, applying to the school to stay and " work overtime.

" "Want to walk together?" After school, I invited Xiaoya home as "usually," which should be the standard move for a suitor, right?

"Go if you want, I have to stay tonight to work on the blackboard bulletin board." Although Xiaoya said she didn't care, I knew she actually wanted me to stay and keep her company.

"Really? What if I encounter a robber if you don't protect me on the way?" I pretended to be pitiful to tease her.

"Give me money if you have it, or take off your pants if you don't!" Xiaoya pouted, retorting without showing any weakness.

"Hmph, I'm leaving!" I pinched her pretty, delicate cheek and turned to leave.

"So you're willing to leave a young and beautiful woman like me all alone at school?" This time, she was feigning pitifulness, twirling her long brown hair with her fingers while looking at me with a mournful expression.

"Yeah! Be careful, a robber might break in and...hehe!" I pretended to lecherously sized up her curvaceous figure.

"Chang Huanxi, you pervert, I'm ignoring you! Go home by yourself!" Xiaoya tossed her hair, pretending to be angry as she drew the blackboard design.

Actually, as her suitor, I certainly wouldn't let go of this opportunity to be alone and show off, leaving the girl I liked working on an empty stomach. So, as soon as school was over, I rushed home to pack dinner into a "love-filled bento" to surprise her. My watch showed 7:15. I slowly walked to the back door of the classroom and cautiously peeked through the crack. I saw Xiaoya standing on a chair, holding chalk and coloring on the blackboard behind her. Her right hand was raised high, pulling up her short white shirt.

School shirts are usually long enough to go past the waist, and many fashion-conscious girls will shorten the hem to make their lower bodies appear longer. Xiaoya's shirt wasn't altered, but since she's at least a 34C, she usually wears it very taut. Now that the shirt was pulled up, the hem was naturally stretched higher, instantly revealing her fair and smooth slender waist, making my eyes light up. Without the shirt's "cover," her small bottom under her skirt accentuated her alluring curves.

Looking further down, Xiaoya's legs were slightly tiptoeing, revealing her long, beautiful legs. Her small-sized school skirt barely covered half of her thighs, and her cute little panties were faintly visible.

Xiaoya's beauty and great figure are well-known, and I often fantasize about her, but I've never openly spied on her figure like this before. I was so nervous I almost dropped my lunchbox.

Composing myself, I silently recited my "entrance lines," took a deep breath, and was about to push open the door when another voice came from inside the classroom: "Xiaoya, it seems like you missed something in the upper right corner."

It was a boy's voice! I was so focused on admiring Xiaoya's figure that I hadn't even noticed there was another person in the classroom?

"Ah, is it here?" Xiaoya moved her hand a little further to the edge of the blackboard, and her shirt rose an inch as well, revealing her smooth belly!

"Almost there."

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy sitting in the second-to-last row—it was the class monitor, Wenhui! Why was he staying behind with Xiaoya to decorate the blackboard? I didn't have a very good impression of him. Firstly, his grades were ridiculously good; he was always first in the class. Secondly, he was tall and thin, with a somewhat refined demeanor, and he often used this confidence to flirt with female classmates, and he always succeeded, changing girlfriends one after another.

He's now quietly staying behind to be alone with Xiaoya again. Could it be that he...? Putting that aside, from his current angle, wouldn't he have a perfect view of Xiaoya's skirt? How dare he take advantage of my goddess like that!

I was about to rush in and break the silence, but then I thought, if I barged in, not only would the situation become awkward, but Xiaoya might think I'm petty, and my carefully planned "love-filled bento" scenario would be ruined. So I decided to wait and see. If the class monitor left early, my plan might still have a chance to work out.

"Thank you so much for today. If it weren't for your help, I probably would have been working until eight o'clock." Xiaoya's profile was so beautiful, her eyes always smiling, her dimples subtly revealing her gentle and lovely expression, which captivated me the most.

"You're welcome. As the class monitor, it's my duty to help my classmates!" Wenhui's gaze lingered on Xiaoya's curvaceous figure.

"Wenhui, why are you so eager to be class monitor? I think it's a very troublesome position."

"No," Wenhui adjusted his glasses and explained, "If I can hold a management position for a long time in middle school, it will be easier to enter the student council and compete for positions in university. Companies value this experience highly when looking for a job."

Hearing this, I thought to myself, "Oh," I didn't expect Wenhui to be so farsighted!

Xiaoya thought for a moment and smiled at Wenhui, saying, "Wenhui is so ambitious, that's amazing!"

When Xiaoya smiled, her eyes narrowed, making her look very alluring, which stunned the class monitor, who completely forgot what she had just said. "Ahem, Huanxi's grades are pretty good too!" To cover up his embarrassment, Wenhui hurriedly threw me out as a shield.

Although I hadn't won Xiaoya over yet, everyone knew that she also had feelings for me. We were currently in that hazy, ambiguous stage, just a little short of breaking through the veil of "dating," but the whole class already considered us a couple.

"Hmph, it makes me so angry! He sneaks off somewhere right after school, not even helping me," Xiaoya pouted cutely.

I usually hang out with Xiaoya all the time, but today he "unusually" left early, no wonder she's upset. I cried out in my heart, "Dear Xiaoya, I'm just squatting outside the classroom with my love-filled lunchbox! If Wenhui weren't in my way, I would have come in and coaxed you already!

" "Maybe he prepared some surprise for you?" Wenhui's eyes hadn't left Xiaoya since earlier; I was almost certain he'd been taking advantage of her the whole time! Come to think of it, how did he know I prepared a surprise? Did he just guess right? That's not fair!

"Yeah, right, always so carefree," Xiaoya complained, but I could see a smile on her face. She's always so gentle, never angry or blaming me.

"Ah, we're out of chalk, could you please hand me a red one?"

Wenhui handed it over, and Xiaoya bent down to take it, but her hand slipped, and the chalk fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up. Perhaps because of the heat, the top two buttons of her shirt were undone, and as she bent over, what lay beneath was immediately exposed.

Although Xiaoya's long, straight hair partially covered it, I could still clearly see a pair of fair and alluring breasts encased in a bra, and that fatally tempting cleavage. My little brother couldn't help but slowly swell... Of course, I wasn't the only one who forgot my boundaries. Wenhui was equally dumbfounded, equally captivated by Xiaoya's swaying breasts, frozen in place, his eyes fixed on Xiaoya's neckline, a sudden bulge appearing in his crotch.

Xiaoya struggled to pick up the chalk, looked up, and saw the class monitor staring at her chest. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

My dear Xiaoya, he's been peeking for a full minute! Your sense of self-protection is too low!

Wenhui finally snapped out of his daze: "No... oh, yes, there's some powder in your hair."

"Where? Can you help me brush it off?" Xiaoya was nervous about her smooth, long, straight hair, and afraid she wouldn't be able to brush it off, she turned her shoulder to let the class monitor help her.

Xiaoya was already leaning forward, and with her shoulder turned to the side, her two round, soft mounds were almost spilling out of her neckline, along with

a glimpse of her white lace bra, making her incredibly sexy. I felt my mouth go dry standing outside the door; wasn't Wenhui burning with lust? He said "Oh," and his hands very awkwardly fiddled with Xiaoya's hair, a few times intentionally or unintentionally touching her neckline, as if he might reach inside and grab her at any moment, his thieving eyes almost spitting fire.

I started to get anxious; if this continued, Wenhui might not be able to resist raping Xiaoya right there. Just as I was hesitating whether to push the door open… “Thank you!” Xiaoya straightened up, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and tugged at her collar with her left hand, looking a little embarrassed. Had she finally realized she was exposed? Wenhui paused, perhaps he had been too focused on peeping and Xiaoya had noticed.

He hurriedly returned to his seat, continuing to “lewdly” admire Xiaoya’s smooth, long legs from a distance, his eyes thoughtful, I wondered what mischief he was plotting.

I sighed, but felt a strange sense of disappointment. What would have happened if Wenhui had actually assaulted Xiaoya? Actually, before pursuing Xiaoya, I knew she had a boyfriend from outside of school in her first year of high school, and she had even hinted that she wasn’t a virgin. But I didn’t mind or look down on her at all; on the contrary, I was happy that she was so honest with me, proving that I held a very important place in her heart.

Moreover, I truly loved Xiaoya; her kind heart, optimistic personality, and beautiful, sexy appearance all deeply attracted me. So even though she was so outstanding, I dared to pursue her with the mindset of a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

But at this moment, when I imagined my goddess Xiaoya struggling as Wenhui forcefully kissed her, I actually felt a surge of excitement! Am I a pervert? Five minutes later, my legs were aching from standing outside the door, so I had to squat and wait.

Then, noises came from inside the classroom, "Clap! Clap!" Xiaoya clapped her hands twice: "All done! Isn't it beautiful?" She put her hands on her hips, a proud smile on her face.

"Good, very good! A beautiful girl's painting certainly has a special elegance," Wenhui replied sweetly. Xiaoya blushed

: "No, no! Wenhui, thank you so much tonight, how should I repay you?"

I was stunned! A man and a woman alone in a room, and the innocent Xiaoya actually asked such an ambiguous question. Although she meant no harm, it's hard to guarantee she wouldn't take it personally!

Wenhui looked hesitant, "Uh, well, I... I haven't decided yet, haha!"

"Then tell me when you've decided!"

With that, Xiaoya jumped off the chair, but upon landing, she lost her balance and was about to fall forward. Wenhui, startled, rushed to catch her, but it was too sudden, and neither of them could maintain their balance. With two cries of "Ouch!", they both tumbled to the ground.

I quickly stood up to check if Xiaoya was hurt, only to see Wenhui on the ground, Xiaoya's head resting on his chest. Because of Wenhui's support, she wasn't injured, but the fall had lifted her school skirt, revealing her white underwear. Most shockingly, Xiaoya's genitals were pressed tightly against Wenhui's penis, their position resembling a woman-on-top in an adult film.

Xiaoya hurriedly looked up, asking anxiously, "Wenhui, are you alright?"

Wenhui opened his eyes, gazing at Xiaoya's beautiful face and inhaling her alluring youthful scent, but remained silent. What on earth was this guy up to?

They stared at each other for a few seconds, Xiaoya blushing from his gaze. Just as she was about to sit up, Wenhui suddenly lifted his head and planted a quick kiss on her cheek! "Huh?" Xiaoya looked at Wenhui, somewhat surprised.

I was stunned too, watching from outside the door. What did this mean? What was he going to do?

"Xiaoya, I like you." Wenhui actually confessed to her! Didn't he know Xiaoya was my "prospective girlfriend"? Seeing Xiaoya's puzzled expression, Wenhui added, "Actually, I've always had a crush on you."

I was shocked. Wenhui's womanizing ways were common knowledge at school; his sweet words had deceived countless naive girls. This "confession" was most likely not sincere. I never expected his target this time to be my Xiaoya! However, although everyone knew that Xiaoya and I were mutually attracted, she hadn't officially agreed to let me be her boyfriend yet. Besides, she was kind and didn't know how to refuse people. If I impulsively agreed to Wenhui's advances, I would be doomed before even reaching the finish line.

I focused intently on everything happening in the classroom.

Xiaoya looked a little shy, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly to Wenhui, "I'm sorry... I already have someone I like."

That's right, reject him! Tell him that the person you like is me.

Xiaoya propped herself up and said, "And you can't just steal a kiss like that..." But before she could finish, Wenhui suddenly sealed her lips with his! 'Oh no! Wenhui's trying to force himself on me!' I thought to myself.

Xiaoya made muffled "Ugh... ugh..." sounds, trying to push him away, but Wenhui held her head down with his left hand and pressed down on her waist with his right, making her unable to move. Xiaoya struggled, shaking her body, but to no avail. Instead, her beautiful legs kicked wildly against Wenhui's inner thighs, her round little buttocks swaying from side to side, and her soft breasts rubbed against Wenhui's body, creating an ambiguous and sexy scene that was almost unbearable!

Damn it! Seeing Xiaoya's delicate lips being taken by someone else, I was naturally furious. I should have been the one alone with Xiaoya in the classroom, but instead, I was just standing outside the door like an idiot. However, the inexplicable excitement and stimulation coming from my lower body made my penis swell up to the point where it was about to burst out of my pants. If I didn't act now, things might get worse. Watching Xiaoya being violated while I stood by, Chang Huanxi, were you even human?

After struggling for a while, Xiaoya began to lose strength, and her movements became less vigorous, but it was clear that she was still holding firm to her teeth, refusing to let Wenhui's tongue invade her mouth.

While Wenhui's mouth was engaged in its "attack," his wicked right hand had already moved to Xiaoya's plump, white buttocks, groping and caressing them through her panties, even giving them a light pinch. Watching Xiaoya's firm, shapely buttocks being fondled, her weak, white legs frantically rubbing against Wenhui's lower body, I couldn't help but feel my heart race and my mouth go dry.

Xiaoya's throat was still whimpering softly when Wenhui, without anyone noticing, slipped his strange hand inside Xiaoya's inviolable panties, directly onto her round, tender buttocks! Xiaoya clearly felt her panties being breached, but unfortunately, her strength was no match for Wenhui's, and she could only writhe meaninglessly in his arms.

Then Wenhui's hand moved down two inches. Was his forceful kiss not enough, and he was about to invade Xiaoya's secret garden? Sure enough, that strange hand found the moist source inside her warm panties, and suddenly began to thrust rapidly. Xiaoya's body trembled, and she cried out in a soft voice, "No—" Taking advantage of the moment Xiaoya opened her mouth, Wenhui's tongue successfully invaded her mouth, greedily tasting her sweet tongue and saliva.

At this moment, my "prospective girlfriend" was not only being forcibly kissed by her classmate, but even her mysterious and secluded honey hole had been compromised and teased! And I, the "prospective boyfriend," stood there dumbfounded outside the door, watching, my penis throbbing with pain. I was utterly pathetic.

Poor Xiaoya endured the attack from above and below, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, her soft body swaying like a water snake. Wenhui gently pulled down Xiaoya's panties, exposing her genitals to the air.

I almost had a nosebleed! Beneath her soft, smooth buttocks, a delicate pink slit swayed playfully with the movement of her thighs—this was my goddess's most private vulva! It was so tender and tight, completely different from the dull, loose openings in pornographic films! But what surprised me even more was that between the two pink, beautiful petals, there was already a gush of lustful fluid! The crystal-clear juice moistened the surrounding, smooth pubic hair.

I never imagined Xiaoya's body was so sensitive; Wenhui's slightest teasing had already caused such a flood of desire. Could it be that beneath her refined exterior, she harbored a strong craving for sex? I wondered where Wenhui had learned his teasing techniques; he wasn't in a hurry to delve deeper into Xiaoya's tender opening. He simply used his nimble middle finger to rub the tender clitoris at the vaginal opening, while his index and ring fingers continuously rubbed around the full, moist petals.

Despite her seemingly innocent and demure appearance, Xiaoya was utterly unable to resist such skillful flirting. Before long, she was weak all over from his touch, her flesh dripping wetly, soaking her white panties. The initial "woo-woo" struggles in her throat unconsciously transformed into waves of seductive and lewd moans, "Mmm...mmm..." Her moist lips had long since given up resistance, allowing Wenhui's tongue to swirl around hers, the two kissing passionately with loud "smacking" sounds.

I peered through the crack in the door, watching Xiaoya's reason crumble bit by bit. If I didn't stop it, the Xiaoya I had worked so hard to win over would be completely manipulated.

Even in this critical situation, I couldn't make up my mind. My throbbing penis told me that the image of Xiaoya entangled with someone else was too stimulating, too lewd. That shy, coy expression, and the vaguely immoral desire in her eyes—I wanted to see more, to see how Xiaoya would react to being teased by another man. I couldn't bear to ruin this rare spectacle of physical intimacy.

Although he was a high school student, Wenhui's performance was as skillful as a seasoned lover, probably related to his womanizing ways. He sensed the subtle changes in Xiaoya's body, pulling her panties down between her legs with his left hand, then hooking them to her heels with his foot.

Xiaoya was almost lost in the stimulation, her pretty face flushed, her eyes glazed, completely letting Wenhui do as he pleased. Her overflowing vulva couldn't help but rub back and forth against Wenhui's throbbing penis. Having successfully seized control, Wenhui, after indulging in Xiaoya's sweet kisses, embraced her and gently bit her pink neck and the back of her ear, each stroke targeting her sensitive areas! Simultaneously, his right hand began to probe Xiaoya's wet, moist vulva from the front.

"Mmm...don't put it in...no...it's so itchy..." Without her lips to comfort her, Xiaoya buried her head in Wenhui's shoulder, moaning softly.

"Xiaoya...you're so beautiful!" Wenhui said between kisses.

"I...ah...ah..." Xiaoya gasped and gasped, her body weak: "I...have someone I like...mmm...you can't...do this..." Although she protested, her lower body swayed gently as Wenhui's fingers penetrated deeper.

Wenhui's probing of Xiaoya's vulva produced loud "squeaking" sounds, filling the air with a sweet, youthful scent of vaginal fluid. Then, he leaned close to Xiaoya's ear, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and whispered, "You're all wet down there. It seems you prefer my fingers to your sweetheart!" Immediately afterward, his fingers began to thrust rapidly inside her.

"Ahhh...no...it's so itchy..." Xiaoya had no time to respond, only focused on the stimulation from Wenhui's middle finger.

"Xiaoya, I really like you. Didn't you say you wanted to repay me? Then let me kiss you for a while, okay?" Wenhui actually wanted Xiaoya to "thank" him with her body—what a bargain!

"Wenhui...please stop...okay...um...um..." Xiaoya pleaded, tormented by lust and morality.

"If you agree to let me kiss your body, I'll stop." Wenhui bargained cunningly while increasing the speed of his finger thrusts.

"Um...I...um..." At this moment, Xiaoya was like a fish on a chopping board, with no room to retreat. She bit her lip and nodded.

Seeing his chance, Wenhui stepped on Xiaoya's panties, pulled them off her ankles, sat up, and embraced her, showering her with another passionate kiss. Xiaoya's hands rested limply on his shoulders, and she naturally closed her eyes, responding with her cherry lips. Their lips occasionally parted, revealing strands of saliva on their tongues.

Outside the door, my heart ached. I remembered when I was pursuing her, how she playfully avoided my furtive embrace in the movie theater; how she pointed at me, lecherously, and called me a "pervert"; how she gently slapped me when I pretended to ask for a kiss. And then I looked at the girl passionately kissing another man. I couldn't help but ask myself: Xiaoya, which one is the real you? Do you still have me in your heart?

Having succeeded, Wenhui wasn't about to be satisfied. While kissing her, his groping hand slipped under Xiaoya's smooth back, expertly unhooking her bra, then yanking it up, pulling off both her bra and shirt at the same time.

"Ah!" Xiaoya let out a coquettish cry, her pair of fair and plump breasts bouncing out. Her large, yet full, breasts swayed energetically in front of her chest, the two pink nipples like fresh strawberries, making one's mouth water. A few strands of loose brown hair gently covered her breasts, appearing and disappearing, so sexy that I wanted to reach out and touch them, to pinch them.

She was simply perfect, like a masterpiece of God! I remember when I first entered high school, I was already deeply attracted to Xiaoya's beauty. At that time, I didn't have a concept of "body shape," and Xiaoya was a late bloomer, so I pursued her purely out of affection. But in my second year of high school, Xiaoya's previously unremarkable body suddenly changed. Not only did she develop a curvaceous figure in just one year, but her skin also became incredibly smooth and fair. Only then did I vaguely realize that I was pursuing a beauty with a devilish figure.

At this moment, Wenhui had a full view of Xiaoya's youthful and alluring body. She was only covered by a school skirt. This was the Xiaoya I knew, yet she didn't seem like the Xiaoya I knew.

I remembered that this morning she was still teasing me during break, saying she had to stay at school to work overtime tonight. But just a few hours later, she was letting someone she didn't like hold her precious, naked body and kiss her wantonly. This powerful contrast excited me immensely, and a wave of heat surged through my body!

After Wenhui took off Xiaoya's clothes, his eyes lit up as he stared at her beautiful breasts and exclaimed, "Xiaoya, your breasts are so vibrant! So big and so moist!"

"Ugh, don't look!" Xiaoya blushed and hurriedly tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but this only made her soft, white breasts appear even larger.

Wenhui, of course, wouldn't give her time to be shy. He immediately lowered his head and began to suckle Xiaoya's delicate nipples greedily, while vigorously rubbing and kneading them. "Ah...it hurts...mmm..." Xiaoya tilted her beautiful face up, squinting her eyes and biting her teeth to suppress the pleasure, her nipples becoming erect and dripping with desire.

"Please...mmm...don't...do this to me..." Xiaoya moaned softly, her brows furrowed.

"Don't you like this? Look, your two little strawberries are hard." Wenhui sucked and bit Xiaoya's soft flesh relentlessly, as if he could draw out sweet milk.

"Ah...it hurts...you...you're so rough..." Xiaoya cried out softly.

"Did Chang Huanxi treat you like this?" Wen Hui was enjoying my goddess, yet he still had the mind to inquire about our relationship.

"Mmm...I...I haven't...with him yet..."

"Haha! Then I'll serve you properly on his behalf now." Wen Hui picked up the shy Xiao Ya and placed her on the desk next to him. Xiao Ya half-reclined, barely supporting her upper body with her elbows, her pair of perky breasts standing proudly. Wen Hui,

half-squatting, stroked Xiao Ya's slender, fair legs as if playing with a rare treasure, his unruly mouth kissing her from her calves all the way up to her thighs. Xiao Ya was intoxicated by the kisses, her legs tensing up with each thrust, enjoying the wet, itchy stimulation, completely unaware that Wen Hui's big mouth had already pressed against her wet little hole.

"Ah—there...no...ah...it's so itchy..." By the time Xiao Ya realized it, Wen Hui was using his skillful tongue to sweep across her full, moist petals, while tasting the delicious juices full of lustful flavor.

"Ah...no...don't...put your tongue...in...it hurts...mmm..."

Wenhui kissed her between her legs with loud "tsk tsk" sounds. Xiaoya, her seductive charm fully revealed, resisted with her mouth, but her pink buttocks couldn't help but slightly lift to welcome Wenhui's smooth tongue. Her flushed face revealed a delicate and alluring expression.

For countless nights, I had fantasized about being passionately entwined with Xiaoya, whom I longed for, in bed, caressing her smooth thighs, burying my head and using my snake-like tongue to penetrate her tight, tender flesh, teasing the layers of tender flesh, savoring every drop of sweet, youthful fluid, bringing Xiaoya the most pleasurable pleasure. But I never imagined that the one doing the same thing now was the philandering bastard Wenhui!

Wenhui moved his nimble tongue, constantly stirring and swirling it around Xiaoya's clitoris, stimulating her delicate body to tremble slightly. "Did your ex ever taste your beautiful hole?" It turned out that Wenhui knew about Xiaoya's previous boyfriend; he must have done a lot of research to win her over.

"It's dirty there... I can't kiss it... mmm..." Xiaoya's shy yet yearning expression was incredibly tempting, making one want to immediately pin her snow-white body down and devour it.

"That's a pity, such a delicious tender hole is being left uneaten!" The outwardly serious Wenhui was surprisingly shameless when it came to lewd talk.

Seeing that Xiaoya was already moaning with excitement, Wenhui kissed her while pulling off her remaining school skirt, then quickly undressed himself, pulling out his already rock-hard penis. I glanced at it and gasped; I never imagined that the class monitor's penis would be so thick and magnificent! It was nearly 20 centimeters long, almost the size of a foreigner, completely disproportionate to his thin appearance. Xiaoya's tight honey hole couldn't withstand such a huge impact; wouldn't it be torn apart?

Stripped naked, Xiaoya saw Wenhui pull out his weapon in her dazed state. Suddenly regaining her senses, she exclaimed, "Wenhui, no! We can't do this! Let me go!" Wenhui leaned forward and pressed the naked Xiaoya down onto the desk: "Don't be so loud. If the security guards come, not only will you and I be expelled from school, but Chang Huanxi will definitely leave you if she finds out what you've done!"

Wenhui actually used me to threaten her; how despicable! Actually, given the distance between the security room and the teaching building, even if they shouted their heads off, they might not be noticed. But Xiaoya had no time to analyze the situation. Startled by the class monitor, her eyes immediately softened, and she lowered her voice: "Please, didn't you say a kiss would be enough? I have someone I like; I can't betray him." Her beautiful legs were tightly pressed against Wenhui's chest.

"Is that so? But I think your body has already betrayed you." Wenhui leered, pressing his hand forcefully against Xiaoya's vulva, thrusting it back and forth, making her moan and groan, her legs losing all strength to resist.

Wenhui gripped his burning hot penis, rubbing it up and down against the entrance of her wet vagina, letting Xiaoya's honey-like juices coat the thick glans. "No... umm... enough... stop... umm..." The itching in her lower body made Xiaoya's body tremble slightly, her long, fair thighs involuntarily rubbing together to relieve the itch. Even though she said no, I knew she was about to be overwhelmed by pleasure.

I can't stand by and watch any longer! Xiaoya has held onto her last shred of self-control despite being played with in every way, proving that she deeply loves me, and I'm just letting her be raped for my own pleasure? No, I have to stop them!

I stood up and twisted the door lock hard, but a scream of "Ah—" came from inside the classroom. Wenhui forcefully spread Xiaoya's legs, and his large penis swiftly aimed at the entrance and plunged into her wet, tender hole with a "plop!"

Oh no! I was too late. Xiaoya, who had been so persistent, had finally been taken by her classmate! Xiaoya's vagina had been thoroughly teased before, and Wenhui's thrust was surprisingly smooth, penetrating deep all the way to her core.

Her shallow, narrow hole was instantly filled, and Xiaoya's slender hands gripped Wenhui's arms tightly: "No—it's so deep—ah! Ah…" With a groan, her whole body trembled uncontrollably; she had actually orgasmed!

Even though I had already noticed Xiaoya's naturally sensitive body, I was still surprised that she climaxed so quickly after penetration. I never imagined Wenhui's foreplay skills were so sharp! Wenhui wasn't in a hurry. His thick, long penis remained deep inside her vagina, feeling her spasms during orgasm. He lowered his head, embraced her, and gave her a series of wet kisses. Xiaoya's face flushed, and she breathed heavily, intoxicated by

the kisses. A layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her fair skin, and she breathed in wanton air. After two minutes of passionate kissing, Wenhui's hips began to slowly move up and down. Xiaoya had just climaxed, and the sounds of wetness "squeak, squeak, squeak" came from their point of contact with each thrust of his penis. "Your little cunt is so tight... I didn't know you were not only beautiful and had a great figure... even your cunt is so horny..." Wenhui closed his eyes, his face full of ecstasy as he enjoyed Xiaoya's warm, tight flesh.

The pleasure in her body gradually ignited, and Xiaoya's bent legs relaxed their guard, slowly opening to cooperate with Wenhui's thrusts. "Yours... is too long... it's so hot down there... so deep... so hard... mmm..." Her delicate hands gripped the edge of the table, her swollen breasts swaying from side to side as she was being fucked. Her eyes were filled with seductive allure as she lightly bit her cherry lips, her appearance so lewd it made one's blood boil.

When Wenhui was thrusting between Xiaoya's legs, his thick penis flipped open and then thrust back in, I was really worried that Xiaoya's little honey hole would be torn apart. His strange hands also roughly grabbed and fondled Xiaoya's white and tender breasts, showing no tenderness whatsoever. Xiaoya's slightly damp hair was disheveled, her eyebrows furrowed, whether from the pain of being grabbed or from being fucked, her lewd moans "hmm, hmm" were incessant.

A moment ago I wanted to save Xiaoya, but now seeing this lewd scene before me, I felt a little fortunate, and slowly lowered my hand from the doorknob.

“Xiaoya… am I making you feel good?” Wenhui asked breathlessly.

“Ahhh… your… um… ahhh… so thick… so full…” Xiaoya responded intermittently, trembling slightly as she resisted the intense thrusts.

“Is it uncomfortable?” Wenhui asked cunningly, slowing down his thrusting.

Her once full vagina suddenly felt empty, and Xiaoya cried out in discomfort, “Um… no…”

Wenhui simply stopped and asked cunningly, “Then is it comfortable or not?”

Xiaoya’s reason was controlled by lust, and she had no strength left to resist. She could only respond coquettishly, “No… don’t stop… ahhh… ah… ahhh… comfortable… so comfortable… umm…”

Wenhui smiled with satisfaction and rewarded her with vigorous thrusting, “Ahhh… so deep… you’ve reached… the very top… filled me up… faster… ahhh…” Xiaoya completely disregarded her composure, squinting her eyes and letting out bursts of lewd moans.

With such heavenly moans ringing in his ears, even a steely man would find it hard to resist. Yet Wenhui seemed completely at ease, his lower body continuing to pound into Xiaoya, while he gently bit her tender, red nipples, making her unable to stop, her delicate hands groping wildly at his neck and back.

Watching the usually refined and polite Xiaoya become so wanton and wanton under the impact of Wenhui's penis, my bleeding heart gradually became numb. I felt like an outsider, excitedly spying on the lewd acts of this carnal couple in the room, wishing they would go even harder and moan even more lewdly!

After about a hundred thrusts, Xiaoya was burning up, her vagina overflowing with fluids, and a layer of fragrant sweat glistened on her delicate body, making her fair skin even more alluring. Sweating profusely,

Wenhui easily flipped the lithe Xiaoya over, making her upper body lie face down on the desk. He gripped her slender waist with both hands, and his massive penis effortlessly slid into her warm, juicy pink vagina from behind, beginning to pound against her firm, elastic buttocks with a "slap, slap, slap, slap."

"Ah...too deep...mmm...all the way in...I'll...I'll die..." Xiaoya moaned wantonly, her soft breasts pressed flat against the desk, her wet, hot vagina being relentlessly bombarded by Wenhui, the sounds of thick fluids squeezing and slapping filling the air.

"Tell me... between me and your ex... who made you feel better?" Wenhui asked Xiaoya shamelessly, panting heavily.

"I...I...um...I don't know...ahhh..."

Wenhui thrust into Xiaoya several times. "Why don't you know?"

"Ahhh...because...ahhh...I didn't do much with him...umm..." Xiaoya was so overwhelmed by the sex that she was lying face down on the table, yet she still managed to respond to Wenhui's lewd and provocative conversation.

"If he doesn't sleep with such a slutty woman, is he even a man? Xiaoya...you should only sleep with me from now on..." As he spoke, Wenhui thrust into her a few more times.

"Ahhh...I...umm...you're so annoying...ahhhh..."

"Fine! You little slut...let's see how long you can keep up this act!" Wenhui said, increasing the speed of his hip movements, their bodies rapidly colliding with loud "slap slap slap." Watching Xiaoya's round and alluring buttocks being violently pounded, her delicate body trembling wildly from the impact and pleasure, her moans like heavenly music, I felt no sadness or anger, but rather an overwhelming sense of excitement.

"Ahhh... Wenhui... too fast... I... I can't take it anymore..." Xiaoya, her body flushed red, was about to reach her climax, her snow-white body arching slightly involuntarily, accepting the class monitor's deeper and faster thrusts, her swaying breasts rubbing fiercely against the table to increase the pleasure.

"Damn it! Your cunt is getting tighter and tighter... let me fuck you to death, you slut!" Sweating profusely, Wenhui thrust even harder to satisfy Xiaoya, each stroke hitting her G-spot, making the desk underneath creak and groan loudly.

"Ahhh... I can't... I can't... I want it..." Xiaoya tightened her tender buttocks as if trying to break Wenhui's long penis, her ten jade fingers gripping the edge of the table tightly, covering her mouth to suppress her moans.

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry rang out: "Ah—" Her body convulsed violently—she had reached orgasm! Her vaginal fluids gushed forth, "Ah…I'm going to die…" Xiaoya cried out in satisfaction, her overflowing vaginal fluids sizzling and flowing down her inner thighs from her vulva. Breathing heavily, Wenhui kept his penis inside Xiaoya, feeling the contractions of her vagina again, a triumphant expression on his face like a hunter capturing its prey.

Xiaoya lay weakly on the table, panting, but Wenhui wasn't satisfied. After a short rest, he turned Xiaoya over to face him again, grabbed her two smooth, jade-like legs, and pressed them against her full, white breasts. His rough, large penis thrust downwards into Xiaoya's soaking wet vaginal walls, as if determined to pierce her uterus.

"You…you…you're so bad…I haven't had enough…ah ah…" Xiaoya gasped, pleading for mercy.

Wenhui lewdly chuckled, "Haven't you rested enough, or haven't you been fucked enough yet? Your little cunt is sucking me in!"

"Mmm...nonsense...I...I'm ignoring you...mmm...ah..." Xiaoya swayed her slender waist gently with Wenhui's ministrations, rubbing and squeezing the penis inside her vagina, while covering her eyes with her hands and pretending to be angry. The two of them bantered like lovers teasing each other.

Listening to their conversation, the excitement in my body quickly cooled down: 'If Xiaoya is conquered by Wenhui like this, will she leave me? Even if she has deep feelings for me, Xiaoya's desire for sex is also so strong. If she feels that I can't satisfy her, then wouldn't that be...' My heart sank.

Outside the door, I was secretly worried, while inside, the naked couple continued their debauchery.

Xiaoya's moans gradually resumed, indicating that Wenhui was starting to exert himself again: "Ah... Wenhui, yours... is so big... ah... so comfortable... faster..."

Through the crack in the door, Xiaoya seemed to have had her lust unleashed, no longer caring about her manners, only wanting to gain pleasure from the man's crotch. Her fair, tender legs tightly gripped Wenhui's buttocks, enticing him to press heavily against her, and she even took Wenhui's hand and rubbed it against her breasts. With each thrust, milky white, cloudy liquid splashed lightly from her vulva.

"Xiaoya, I didn't expect your pussy to still be so tight and wet after being fucked for so long! I wish I had fucked you sooner." Wenhui said slowly, his hands vigorously squeezing Xiaoya's swollen breasts: "Tell me, is it me who feels better, or your ex..."

"I... I won't say... umm..." Xiaoya looked at Wenhui with alluring eyes, teasing him.

Wenhui bent down and hugged Xiaoya, kissing her wildly while simultaneously thrusting into her like a motor, making her moan softly, "Oh...you're bad...ah...you...you're the worst...mmm..."

Wenhui released her mouth, his lower body working harder, his large penis pounding in and out like a pile driver, once again leaving Xiaoya utterly defeated. Both of their pubic hair were soaked, and their juices were squeezing out with a "squelching" sound.

"I want you to tell me...who feels better..." Wenhui said, thrusting his large penis wildly into Xiaoya's vulva. Xiaoya trembled all over, moaning and uttering lewd words, "Ah...so good...you feel the best...you make me feel...the best...don't stop...I want...I want..."

Perhaps Xiaoya was already blinded by lust at this moment, but her words still broke my heart. Xiaoya had been completely conquered by Wenhui's penis. She was now nothing more than his sex slave, trying her best to please that thick, long penis, craving it to penetrate deeper and faster! I couldn't bear to imagine my future with Xiaoya anymore. I couldn't accept the possibility that they might become a couple, partying every night.

Wenhui thrust into Xiaoya's tender hole as if he wanted to destroy it: "Who... fucks you the most comfortably..."

"Ah...you...it's you..."

"What's my name?"

"Wenhui...it feels so good...Brother Wenhui...ah...you fuck me the most comfortably...deeper...you're going to fuck me to death...mmm..."

"Keep calling...my name..."

"Brother Wenhui...ahhh...fuck your sister to death...use your big penis...fill...my little hole...ahhh...fuck me to death...thrust deeper..."

Wenhui increased the speed of his thrusting to the fastest. For a moment, the two of them forgot to moan. Only the sound of their genitals slapping against each other could be heard in the classroom, because they were both experiencing the most intense pleasure.

Waves of pleasure surged through Xiaoya's lower body, pushing her towards an impending climax. She gripped and rubbed her breasts with both hands, her cherry lips slightly upturned as she moaned in a wanton voice, "Ah...so beautiful...I can't take it anymore...Brother Wenhui...I'm going to lose it again..."

"Mmm...I'm going to come too..." Wenhui gritted his teeth, his whole body tense, on the verge of reaching his limit. I thought to myself, "Oh no, please don't ejaculate inside Xiaoya! If Xiaoya gets pregnant with the class monitor's bastard child because of this, I'll really lose her!

" "Ah...don't ejaculate inside...danger—" Xiaoya still remembered that she couldn't ejaculate inside, but before she could finish speaking, Wenhui thrust in and out a few times, letting out a low growl, tightly embracing Xiaoya's delicate body, his penis reaching the deepest part of her vagina, forcefully shooting his hot, thick semen into Xiaoya's violently contracting uterus.

"No...ah...it's so hot..." Xiaoya's vagina was instantly filled with semen. Her beautiful eyes widened as she excitedly hugged Wenhui's neck, moaning, "Ah...it's killing me...so beautiful...mmm..." Then her slender legs clamped tightly around Wenhui's waist, her peach-like breasts trembled violently, and she reached her third orgasm.

I pinched my face to make sure that this series of events, both heartbreaking and exciting, wasn't a dream. The "love-filled lunchbox" scenario hadn't happened; instead, a "classroom semen infusion" had unfolded, only the male lead had changed to Wenhui. Xiaoya not only had sex with her classmate but had also been internally ejaculated into, and I hadn't stopped her but had actually enjoyed it. It seems I need to see a psychologist.

After their climax, the two clung to each other, panting like two large, fleshy worms. Wenhui's penis throbbed and sprayed inside Xiaoya's vagina, eliciting soft moans from her. Her shallow, narrow opening couldn't contain the lingering effects of Wenhui's semen, which slowly dripped onto the ground from her wet opening. They continued to kiss passionately, catching their breath.

I couldn't bear to watch their post-coital intimacy any longer, and to avoid being discovered, I quickly left the school and pretended to wait outside the gate. My mind was a mess. They had indeed had sex. Even though Xiaoya and I weren't

officially dating, I couldn't shake the pain of betrayal. I thought they would leave after getting dressed, within ten minutes at most, but I waited for over half an hour without seeing them. Had they done something after I left? Just as I was about to sneak back into the school, I saw our class monitor, Wenhui, emerge alone from the dark campus. I quickly hid behind a tree by the roadside.

Where was Xiaoya? Why didn't we come out together? I couldn't help but let my mind wander again.

Five minutes later, Xiaoya finally came out. When she saw me standing at the school gate, I noticed her body tremble slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise. Even though she was now dressed neatly and looked no different from usual, the blush on her face hadn't faded, her long brown hair was hastily disheveled, and there was a hint of lust in her eyes. I was certain that Wenhui had slept with Xiaoya again after I left!

"Ah Huan, what are you doing here?" Xiaoya asked nervously.

"Waiting for you! The security guard wouldn't let me in!" I noticed that Xiaoya's hands were trembling slightly.

"Then, did you run into anyone?" She was trying to find out if I had seen Wenhui leave.

"No, I just got here!"

My answer relieved Xiaoya's worries, and her eyes gradually calmed down, but there seemed to be a strong struggle hidden within them.

"Why are your hands shaking a little?" I asked with concern.

"Hmm? Oh, it's a bit cold."

"You must be starving. Work must be too tiring, right? I brought a lovingly prepared bento box. Let's find somewhere to eat!" Even though she had just done something wrong to me, I wouldn't feel much better just sitting there awkwardly outside the door. I had no reason to be harsh with her. So I went along with her lie and finished the conversation.

Xiaoya's body trembled again upon hearing this: "Ah Huan, why are you so good to me?" Her beautiful eyes glistened with tears, revealing a guilty look. I could already vaguely guess what she was about to say: "I... I'm not as perfect as you think. I don't deserve it. Actually... just now I and..."

"Because I really love you!" I interrupted Xiaoya. It was enough that she was willing to tell me. Asking her to confess everything that had happened in front of me was too cruel. I didn't want to embarrass the girl I liked. Actually, this was the first time I had confessed to Xiaoya. I never expected it to happen under these circumstances, but I still said it anyway.

Xiaoya stared at my serious face in surprise, as if she were getting to know me again, or perhaps she was pondering something. I felt guilty under her gaze, like I was awaiting a final verdict, but for the sake of saving face, I forced a sincere expression.

Suddenly, Xiaoya took the bento box from my hand, her face replaced by a warm and friendly smile. She gently took my hand and said, "I'm hungry, take me home!"

She took my hand willingly! Could this mean…? My heart pounded wildly! I stared in disbelief at this gentle and lovely girl before me, my heart beginning to melt little by little… I wouldn't let go! I definitely wouldn't! I made up my mind, holding tightly the hand of the girl I loved most. All the unpleasantness from before seemed to have vanished at this moment. No matter what happened in the future, for Xiaoya's sake, I would face it bravely! I was enveloped in a deep sense of happiness.

"Aren't you going to eat the bento?" I asked with concern.

"It's cold."

That was too much… That night, I tossed and turned in bed, thinking about my future with Xiaoya. Although she had slept with Wenhui that night, she had also officially accepted me. Perhaps I shouldn't dwell on it too much, but would that class monitor keep pestering Xiaoya? What could I possibly do? I spent a sleepless night.

When I returned to school the following Monday, my homeroom teacher dropped a bombshell: the class monitor had transferred schools! Apparently, his family had moved to the city where a prestigious school was located so he could get into a better one, and he was enrolled in the intensive prep class of a renowned local high school.

Was Wenhui so bold last night because he wanted to get his hands on Xiaoya, whom he'd been dreaming of, before he transferred? I secretly glanced at Xiaoya; her expression remained largely unchanged. Did she already know last night? Or was she secretly relieved?

Without the class monitor as a worry, my relationship with Xiaoya progressed rapidly. We were inseparable, passing notes and whispering sweet nothings during class, holding hands after school while eating snacks at roadside stalls, shopping, and watching movies. There was no tension whatsoever before the college entrance exam. I even thought what happened that night was just a dream.

One day on my way home, in the stairwell of Xiaoya's apartment, I kissed her cherry lips for the first time. Holding her slightly nervous body, I tasted the sweet and bitter flavor. In that blissful moment, an image flashed through my mind: Xiaoya, naked, lying on the bed, her long, slender legs spread wide, her tender, juicy vulva receiving another man's penis thrusting wildly. Her eyes were half-open, her cheeks flushed, and she moaned softly, swaying her slender waist to meet the deeper and faster thrusts… My penis hardened.

After quickly finishing dinner, I packed my lunchbox, hopped on my bicycle, and sped back to school.

The late summer day was already fading quickly. It was only seven o'clock, but it was almost completely dark. I spotted a moment when the school gate security guards weren't paying attention and slipped into the campus, walking briskly along the edge of the playground into the six-story teaching building.

It had been two hours since school ended, and our school generally didn't allow students to stay on campus past seven o'clock except for evening self-study or special circumstances. So, the teaching building was practically deserted and silent.

I clutched my lunchbox and rushed up to the classroom on the sixth floor.

Although we were already graduating high school seniors, there was no evening study session today because it was Friday. The classrooms on the sixth floor were empty and quiet, just like the other floors. But at the very end of the corridor, one classroom still had its lights on—my classroom.

The person inside was Fang Shiya, the girl I'd had a crush on for two years and was now pursuing.

Gifted in the arts since childhood, she was assigned by her teachers to be in charge of arts and entertainment, requiring her to update the blackboard bulletin board at the back of the classroom every month. However, with the college entrance exam just two months away, everyone—students and teachers—was on high alert, with evening study sessions scheduled from Monday to Thursday. Shiya hadn't had time to work on it, so she dragged it out until tonight, applying to stay and "work overtime.

" "Want to walk together?" After school, I invited Shiya home as usual—probably the standard move for a suitor!

"Go if you want, I'm staying tonight to work on the blackboard bulletin board," Shiya said, though she said it didn't matter. But I knew she wanted me to stay with her.

"Really? What if I encounter robbers while you're not protecting me on the road?" I teased her, feigning a pitiful expression.

"Give me your money if you have it, or take your pants off!" Xiaoya pouted, retorting without backing down.

"Hmph, I'm leaving!" I pinched her pretty, delicate cheek and turned to leave.

"So you're going to leave a young and beautiful girl like me all alone at school?" This time, she pretended to be pitiful, twirling her long brown hair with her fingers while looking at me with a mournful expression.

"Yeah! Be careful a robber breaks in and...hehe!" I pretended to lecherously look her up and down, admiring her curvaceous figure.

"Chang Huanxi, you pervert, I'm ignoring you! Go home by yourself!" Xiaoya tossed her hair, pretending to be angry as she drew the blackboard design.

Actually, as her suitor, I certainly wouldn't let go of this opportunity to be alone and show off, leaving the girl I liked working on an empty stomach. So, as soon as school was over, I rushed home to pack dinner into a "love-filled bento" to surprise her. My watch pointed to 7:15. I slowly walked to the back door of the classroom and cautiously peeked through the crack. I saw Xiaoya standing on a chair, holding chalk and coloring on the blackboard at the back. Her right hand was raised high, pulling up her short white shirt.

School shirts are usually longer than waist-length, and many fashion-conscious girls will shorten the hem to make their lower body appear longer. Although Xiaoya's shirt hadn't been altered, since her bust was at least a 34C, she usually wore her clothes tightly. Now that the shirt was pulled up, the hem was naturally stretched high, instantly revealing her fair and smooth slender waist, making my eyes light up. Without the "cover" of the shirt, her small buttocks under her skirt were even more alluring.

Looking further down, Xiaoya was slightly tiptoeing, and her long, beautiful legs were clearly visible. Her small school skirt could barely cover half of her thighs, and her cute little panties were faintly visible.

Xiaoya is famously beautiful and has a great figure, and I often fantasize about her. But I've never openly spied on her body like this before. I was so nervous I almost dropped my lunchbox.

Composing myself, I mentally recited my "entrance lines," took a deep breath, and was about to push open the door when another voice came from inside the classroom: "Xiaoya, it looks like you missed something in the upper right corner."

It was a boy's voice! I was so focused on admiring Xiaoya's figure that I hadn't even noticed there was another person in the classroom?

"Ah, is it here?" Xiaoya moved her hand a little further to the edge of the blackboard, and her shirt rode up an inch, revealing her smooth stomach!

"Almost there."

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy sitting in the second-to-last row—it was the class monitor, Wenhui! Why was he staying behind with Xiaoya to decorate the blackboard? I don't have much of a liking for this guy. First, his grades are ridiculously good; he's always first in the class. Second, he's tall and thin, with a somewhat refined air, and he often uses that confidence to flirt with girls in school, and he always succeeds, changing girlfriends one after another.

Now he's quietly staying behind with Xiaoya alone. Could it be that he...? Putting that aside, from his current position, wouldn't he have a clear view under Xiaoya's skirt? How dare he! How dare he take advantage of my goddess like that!

I was going to rush in and break the silence, but then I thought, if I barged in, not only would the situation become awkward, but Xiaoya might think I'm petty, and my carefully planned "love-filled lunchbox" scenario would be ruined. So I decided to wait and see. If the class monitor leaves early, then my plan might still have a chance to work.

"Thank you so much today. If it weren't for your help, I probably would have been working until eight o'clock." Xiaoya's profile was so beautiful, her eyes always smiling, and her gentle, adorable expression, revealing shallow dimples, was what captivated me most.

"You're welcome. As class monitor, it's my duty to help my classmates!" Wenhui's gaze lingered on Xiaoya's curvaceous figure.

"Wenhui, why are you so eager to be class monitor? I think it's a very troublesome position."

"No," Wenhui adjusted his glasses and explained, "If I can hold a management position for a long time in middle school, it will be easier to enter the student council and compete for positions in university. These experiences are highly valued by companies when looking for jobs in the future."

Hearing this, I thought to myself, "Oh," I didn't expect Wenhui to be so farsighted!

Xiaoya thought for a moment, then smiled and said to Wenhui, "Wenhui, you're so ambitious, that's amazing!"

When Xiaoya smiled, her eyes narrowed, making her look incredibly alluring, captivating the class monitor so much that he forgot what he had just said. "Ahem, Huanxi's grades are pretty good too!" Wenhui hurriedly used me as a shield to cover his embarrassment.

Although I hadn't won Xiaoya over yet, everyone knew she had feelings for me too. We were currently in that ambiguous, hazy stage, just a hair's breadth away from breaking through the "dating" barrier, but the whole class already considered us a couple.

"Hmph, it makes me so angry! He sneaks off somewhere after school and doesn't even help me," Xiaoya pouted cutely.

I usually hang out with Xiaoya all the time, but today he "unusually" left early, no wonder she was angry. I cried out in my heart, "Dear Xiaoya, I'm just squatting outside the classroom with a love-filled bento box! If Wenhui hadn't been in my way, I would have come in and coaxed you already.

" "Maybe he prepared some surprise for you?" Wenhui's eyes hadn't left Xiaoya's body since earlier, I was almost certain he'd been taking advantage of her the whole time! Come to think of it, how did he know I had prepared a surprise? Did he just guess correctly? That's not fair!

"Yeah, right, you're always so carefree." Although Xiaoya complained, I could see a smile on her face. That's how gentle she is; she never gets angry or blames me.

"Ah, we're out of chalk. Could you hand me a red one?"

Wenhui handed it to her, and Xiaoya bent down to take it, but her hand slipped, and the chalk fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up. Perhaps because of the heat, the top two buttons of her shirt were undone, and as she bent over, what was underneath was immediately revealed.

Although Xiaoya's long, straight hair partially obscured her view, I could still clearly see her pair of fair and alluring breasts encased in her bra, along with that fatally tempting cleavage. My little brother couldn't help but slowly swell... Of course, I wasn't the only one who forgot my boundaries. Wenhui was equally dumbfounded, similarly captivated by Xiaoya's swaying breasts, frozen in place, his eyes fixed on Xiaoya's neckline, a sudden bulge appearing in his crotch.

Xiaoya struggled to pick up the chalk, looked up, and saw the class monitor staring intently at her chest. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

My dear Xiaoya, I've been peeking for a full minute! Your sense of self-protection is too low!

Wenhui finally snapped out of it: "Nothing... oh, yes, there's some powder on your hair."

"Where? Can you help me brush it off?" Xiaoya was nervous about her smooth, long, straight hair, and fearing she wouldn't be able to brush it off, she turned her shoulder to let the class monitor help.

Xiaoya was already leaning forward, and with her shoulders turned to the side, her two round, soft mounds of flesh were almost

spilling out of her neckline, along with a glimpse of her white lace bra—she was incredibly sexy. Standing outside the door, my mouth was dry and burning; wasn't Wenhui burning with lust? He gave an "Oh," and his hands very awkwardly fiddled with Xiaoya's hair, occasionally brushing against her neckline intentionally or unintentionally, as if he might reach inside and grab her at any moment; his

lecherous eyes were practically spitting fire. I started to panic. If this continued, Wenhui might not be able to resist raping Xiaoya right there. Just as I was hesitating whether to push the door open… "Thank you!" Xiaoya straightened up, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and tugged at her collar with her left hand, looking a little embarrassed. Had she finally realized she was exposed? Wenhui paused, perhaps he had been too focused on peeping and Xiaoya had noticed.

I watched as he hurriedly returned to his seat, continuing to leer at Xiaoya's smooth, long legs from a distance, his eyes thoughtful, a wicked glint in his eyes.

I sighed, but a strange sense of disappointment lingered. What would happen if Wenhui actually assaulted Xiaoya? Actually, before pursuing Xiaoya, I knew she had a boyfriend from outside of school in her first year of high school, and she had even hinted that she wasn't a virgin. But I didn't mind or look down on her at all; on the contrary, I was happy that she was so honest with me, proving that I held a significant place in her heart.

Moreover, I genuinely loved Xiaoya. Her kind heart, optimistic personality, and beautiful, sexy appearance deeply attracted me. So even with her outstanding qualities, I dared to pursue her with the unrealistic ambition of a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

But at this moment, imagining my goddess Xiaoya struggling as Wenhui forcibly kissed her, I felt a surge of excitement! Was I a pervert? Five minutes later, my legs ached from standing outside the door, so I squatted down to wait.

A commotion erupted in the classroom. "Clap! Clap!" Xiaoya clapped her hands twice. "All done! Isn't it beautiful?" She put her hands on her hips, a proud smile on her face.

"Good, very good! A pretty girl's drawing really does have a special charm." Wenhui replied sweetly. Xiaoya blushed.

"No, no! Wenhui, thank you so much tonight. How should I repay you?" Oh

my god! A man and a woman alone in a room, and the innocent Xiaoya actually asked such an ambiguous question. Although she didn't mean it, it's hard to say she didn't mean it!

Wenhui looked hesitant. "Uh, well, I... I haven't thought about it yet, hehe!"

"Then tell me when you've thought about it!"

With that, Xiaoya jumped off the chair, but she lost her balance and was about to fall forward. Wenhui, who was beside her, rushed forward to catch her, but it happened so suddenly that neither of them could maintain their balance. "Ouch!" they cried out and fell to the ground together.

I quickly stood up to check if Xiaoya was hurt, only to find Wenhui lying on the ground, Xiaoya's head resting on his chest. Because Wenhui had cushioned her fall, she wasn't injured, but the fall had lifted her school skirt, revealing her white underwear. Most shockingly, Xiaoya's genitals were pressed tightly against Wenhui's penis, their position resembling a woman-on-top in an adult film.

Xiaoya hurriedly looked up, asking anxiously, "Wenhui, are you alright?"

Wenhui opened his eyes, gazing at Xiaoya's beautiful face, inhaling her alluring youthful scent, without saying a word. What was this guy up to?

They stared at each other for a few seconds, Xiaoya blushing from his gaze. Just as she was about to sit up, Wenhui suddenly lifted his head and planted a quick kiss on her cheek! "Huh?" Xiaoya looked at Wenhui in surprise.

I, watching from outside the door, was also stunned. What did this mean? What was he going to do?

"Xiaoya, I like you." Wenhui actually confessed to her! Didn't he know Xiaoya was my "prospective girlfriend"? Seeing Xiaoya's puzzled expression, Wenhui added, "Actually, I've always had a crush on you."

I was shocked. Wenhui's womanizing ways were common knowledge at school. His sweet words had deceived countless naive girls. This "confession" was most likely not sincere. I never expected his target this time to be my Xiaoya! However, although everyone knew Xiaoya and I were attracted to each other, she hadn't officially agreed to let me be her boyfriend yet. Besides, she was kind and didn't know how to refuse people. If I impulsively agreed to Wenhui's advances, I'd be doomed before even reaching the finish line.

I focused intently on everything happening in the classroom.

Xiaoya looked a little shy, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly to Wenhui, "I'm sorry... I already have someone I like."

That's right, reject him! Tell him that the person you like is me.

Xiaoya propped herself up and said, "And you can't just steal a kiss like that..." But before she could finish, Wenhui suddenly sealed her lips with his! 'Oh no! Wenhui's forcing himself on her!' I thought to myself.

Xiaoya moaned and tried to push him away, but Wenhui held her head down with his left hand and pressed down on her waist with his right, making her unable to move. Xiaoya struggled, but it was no use. Instead, her beautiful legs kicked wildly against Wenhui's thighs, her round buttocks swayed back and forth, and her soft breasts rubbed against his body, creating an ambiguous and sexy scene that was irresistible!

Damn it! Seeing that someone else had beaten Xiaoya to it, I was furious. I should have been the one alone with Xiaoya in the classroom, but instead, I was just standing there like an idiot watching. However, the inexplicable excitement and stimulation coming from my lower body made my penis swell up so much it felt like it was about to burst out of my pants. If we don't intervene soon, the situation might get worse. Chang Huanxi, are you even human, watching Xiaoya being violated while you stand by?

After struggling for a while, Xiaoya began to tire, her movements becoming weaker, but she clearly held firm, refusing to let Wenhui's tongue invade her.

While Wenhui's mouth and tongue were engaged in their "attack," his wicked right hand had already moved to Xiaoya's plump, white buttocks, groping and caressing them through her panties, even giving them a light pinch. Watching Xiaoya's firm, shapely buttocks being rubbed, her weak, white legs frantically rubbing against Wenhui's lower body, I couldn't help but feel my heart race and my mouth go dry.

Xiaoya's throat was still making low "woofing" sounds when Wenhui, without anyone noticing, slipped his strange hand inside Xiaoya's inviolable panties, directly onto her round, tender buttocks! Xiaoya clearly felt her panties being breached, but unfortunately, her strength was no match for Wenhui's, and she could only writhe meaninglessly in his arms.

Then Wenhui's hand moved down two inches. Was his forceful kiss not enough, and he was about to invade Xiaoya's secret garden? Sure enough, that strange hand found the moist source inside her warm panties, and suddenly began to thrust rapidly. Xiaoya's body trembled, and she cried out in a soft voice, "No—" Taking advantage of the moment Xiaoya opened her mouth, Wenhui's tongue successfully invaded her mouth, greedily tasting her sweet tongue and saliva.

At this moment, my "prospective girlfriend" was not only being forcibly kissed by her classmate, but even her mysterious and secluded honey hole had been compromised and teased! And I, the "prospective boyfriend," stood there dumbfounded outside the door, watching, my penis throbbing with pain. I was utterly pathetic.

Poor Xiaoya endured the attack from above and below, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, her soft body swaying like a water snake. Wenhui gently pulled down Xiaoya's panties, exposing her genitals to the air.

I almost had a nosebleed! Beneath her soft, smooth buttocks, a delicate pink slit swayed playfully with the movement of her thighs—this was my goddess's most private vulva! It was so tender and tight, completely different from the dull, loose openings in pornographic films! But what surprised me even more was that between the two pink, beautiful petals, there was already a gush of lustful fluid! The crystal-clear juice moistened the surrounding, smooth pubic hair.

I never imagined Xiaoya's body was so sensitive; Wenhui's slightest teasing had already caused such a flood of desire. Could it be that beneath her refined exterior, she harbored a strong craving for sex? I wondered where Wenhui had learned his teasing techniques; he wasn't in a hurry to delve deeper into Xiaoya's tender opening. He simply used his nimble middle finger to rub the tender clitoris at the vaginal opening, while his index and ring fingers continuously rubbed around the full, moist petals.

Despite her seemingly innocent and demure appearance, Xiaoya was utterly unable to resist such skillful flirting. Before long, she was weak all over from his touch, her flesh dripping wetly, soaking her white panties. The initial "woo-woo" struggles in her throat unconsciously transformed into waves of seductive and lewd moans, "Mmm...mmm..." Her moist lips had long since given up resistance, allowing Wenhui's tongue to swirl around hers, the two kissing passionately with loud "smacking" sounds.

I peered through the crack in the door, watching Xiaoya's reason crumble bit by bit. If I didn't stop it, the Xiaoya I had worked so hard to win over would be completely manipulated.

Even in this critical situation, I couldn't make up my mind. My throbbing penis told me that the image of Xiaoya entangled with someone else was too stimulating, too lewd. That shy, coy expression, and the vaguely immoral desire in her eyes—I wanted to see more, to see how Xiaoya would react to being teased by another man. I couldn't bear to ruin this rare spectacle of physical intimacy.

Although he was a high school student, Wenhui's performance was as skillful as a seasoned lover, probably related to his womanizing ways. He sensed the subtle changes in Xiaoya's body, pulling her panties down between her legs with his left hand, then hooking them to her heels with his foot.

Xiaoya was almost lost in the stimulation, her pretty face flushed, her eyes glazed, completely letting Wenhui do as he pleased. Her overflowing vulva couldn't help but rub back and forth against Wenhui's throbbing penis. Having successfully seized control, Wenhui, after indulging in Xiaoya's sweet kisses, embraced her and gently bit her pink neck and the back of her ear, each stroke targeting her sensitive areas! Simultaneously, his right hand began to probe Xiaoya's wet, moist vulva from the front.

"Mmm...don't put it in...no...it's so itchy..." Without her lips to comfort her, Xiaoya buried her head in Wenhui's shoulder, moaning softly.

"Xiaoya...you're so beautiful!" Wenhui said between kisses.

"I...ah...ah..." Xiaoya gasped and gasped, her body weak: "I...have someone I like...mmm...you can't...do this..." Although she protested, her lower body swayed gently as Wenhui's fingers penetrated deeper.

Wenhui's probing of Xiaoya's vulva produced loud "squeaking" sounds, filling the air with a sweet, youthful scent of vaginal fluid. Then, he leaned close to Xiaoya's ear, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and whispered, "You're all wet down there. It seems you prefer my fingers to your sweetheart!" Immediately afterward, his fingers began to thrust rapidly inside her.

"Ahhh...no...it's so itchy..." Xiaoya had no time to respond, only focused on the stimulation from Wenhui's middle finger.

"Xiaoya, I really like you. Didn't you say you wanted to repay me? Then let me kiss you for a while, okay?" Wenhui actually wanted Xiaoya to "thank" him with her body—what a bargain!

"Wenhui...please stop...okay...um...um..." Xiaoya pleaded, tormented by lust and morality.

"If you agree to let me kiss your body, I'll stop." Wenhui bargained cunningly while increasing the speed of his finger thrusts.

"Um...I...um..." At this moment, Xiaoya was like a fish on a chopping board, with no room to retreat. She bit her lip and nodded.

Seeing his chance, Wenhui stepped on Xiaoya's panties, pulled them off her ankles, sat up, and embraced her, showering her with another passionate kiss. Xiaoya's hands rested limply on his shoulders, and she naturally closed her eyes, responding with her cherry lips. Their lips occasionally parted, revealing strands of saliva on their tongues.

Outside the door, my heart ached. I remembered when I was pursuing her, how she playfully avoided my furtive embrace in the movie theater; how she pointed at me, lecherously, and called me a "pervert"; how she gently slapped me when I pretended to ask for a kiss. And then I looked at the girl passionately kissing another man. I couldn't help but ask myself: Xiaoya, which one is the real you? Do you still have me in your heart?

Having succeeded, Wenhui wasn't about to be satisfied. While kissing her, his groping hand slipped under Xiaoya's smooth back, expertly unhooking her bra, then yanking it up, pulling off both her bra and shirt at the same time.

"Ah!" Xiaoya let out a coquettish cry, her pair of fair and plump breasts bouncing out. Her large, yet full, breasts swayed energetically in front of her chest, the two pink nipples like fresh strawberries, making one's mouth water. A few strands of loose brown hair gently covered her breasts, appearing and disappearing, so sexy that I wanted to reach out and touch them, to pinch them.

She was simply perfect, like a masterpiece of God! I remember when I first entered high school, I was already deeply attracted to Xiaoya's beauty. At that time, I didn't have a concept of "body shape," and Xiaoya was a late bloomer, so I pursued her purely out of affection. But in my second year of high school, Xiaoya's previously unremarkable body suddenly changed. Not only did she develop a curvaceous figure in just one year, but her skin also became incredibly smooth and fair. Only then did I vaguely realize that I was pursuing a beauty with a devilish figure.

At this moment, Wenhui had a full view of Xiaoya's youthful and alluring body. She was only covered by a school skirt. This was the Xiaoya I knew, yet she didn't seem like the Xiaoya I knew.

I remembered that this morning she was still teasing me during break, saying she had to stay at school to work overtime tonight. But just a few hours later, she was letting someone she didn't like hold her precious, naked body and kiss her wantonly. This powerful contrast excited me immensely, and a wave of heat surged through my body!

After Wenhui took off Xiaoya's clothes, his eyes lit up as he stared at her beautiful breasts and exclaimed, "Xiaoya, your breasts are so vibrant! So big and so moist!"

"Ugh, don't look!" Xiaoya blushed and hurriedly tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but this only made her soft, white breasts appear even larger.

Wenhui, of course, wouldn't give her time to be shy. He immediately lowered his head and began to suckle Xiaoya's delicate nipples greedily, while vigorously rubbing and kneading them. "Ah...it hurts...mmm..." Xiaoya tilted her beautiful face up, squinting her eyes and biting her teeth to suppress the pleasure, her nipples becoming erect and dripping with desire.

"Please...mmm...don't...do this to me..." Xiaoya moaned softly, her brows furrowed.

"Don't you like this? Look, your two little strawberries are hard." Wenhui sucked and bit Xiaoya's soft flesh desperately, as if he could suck out sweet milk.

"Ah...it hurts...you...you're so rough..." Xiaoya cried out softly.

"Does Chang Huanxi treat you like this?" Wenhui was enjoying my goddess, yet he still had the mind to inquire about our relationship.

"Mmm...I...I haven't...with him yet..."

"Haha! Then I'll serve you properly on his behalf now." Wenhui picked up the shy Xiaoya and placed her on the desk next to him. Xiaoya half-reclined, barely supporting her upper body with her elbows, her pair of perky breasts standing proudly.

Wenhui, half-squatting, caressed Xiaoya's slender, fair legs as if playing with a rare treasure, his unruly mouth kissing her from her calves to her thighs. Xiaoya was intoxicated by the kisses, her legs tensing up with each thrust, enjoying the wet, itchy stimulation, completely unaware that Wenhui's big mouth was already pressed against her wet little hole.

"Ah—there...no...ah...it's so itchy..." By the time Xiaoya realized it, Wenhui was using his skillful tongue to sweep across her full, moist petals, while tasting the delicious juices full of lustful flavor.

"Ah...no...don't...put your tongue...in...it hurts...mmm..."

Wenhui kissed her between her legs with loud "tsk tsk" sounds. Xiaoya, her seductive charm fully revealed, resisted with her mouth, but her pink buttocks couldn't help but slightly lift to welcome Wenhui's smooth tongue. Her flushed face revealed a delicate and alluring expression.

For countless nights, I had fantasized about being passionately entwined with Xiaoya, whom I longed for, in bed, caressing her smooth thighs, burying my head and using my snake-like tongue to penetrate her tight, tender flesh, teasing the layers of tender flesh, savoring every drop of sweet, youthful fluid, bringing Xiaoya the most pleasurable pleasure. But I never imagined that the one doing the same thing now was the philandering bastard Wenhui!

Wenhui moved his nimble tongue, constantly stirring and swirling it around Xiaoya's clitoris, stimulating her delicate body to tremble slightly: "Did your ex ever taste your beautiful hole?" It turned out that Wenhui knew about Xiaoya's previous boyfriend; he must have done a lot of research to win her over.

"It's dirty there... I can't kiss it... mmm..." Xiaoya's shy yet yearning expression was incredibly tempting, making one want to immediately pin her snow-white body down and devour it.

"That's a real pity, such a delicious tender hole being left uneaten!" The outwardly serious Wenhui was surprisingly shameless when it came to lewd talk.

Seeing Xiaoya already moaning with excitement, Wenhui kissed her as he pulled off her remaining school skirt, then quickly undressed himself, pulling out his already rock-hard penis. I glanced at it and gasped; I hadn't expected the class monitor's penis to be so thick and magnificent! Nearly 20 centimeters long, almost the size of a foreigner, completely disproportionate to his thin appearance. How could Xiaoya's tight vagina withstand such a massive impact? Wouldn't it be torn apart?

Stripped naked, Xiaoya, in a daze, saw Wenhui pull out his weapon and suddenly regained her senses, crying out, "Wenhui, no! We can't do this! Let me go!" Wenhui leaned forward, pressing the naked Xiaoya down onto the desk: "Don't be so loud. If security is called, not only will you and I be expelled from school, but Chang Huanxi will definitely leave you if she finds out what you've done!"

Wenhui was actually using me to threaten her—how despicable! Actually, given the distance between the security room and the teaching building, even if they shouted their hearts out, they might not be noticed. But Xiaoya had no time to analyze the situation. Startled by the class monitor, her eyes immediately softened, and she lowered her voice, "Please, didn't you say a kiss would be enough? I have someone I like, I can't betray him." Her beautiful legs pressed tightly against Wenhui's chest.

"Is that so? But I think your body has already betrayed you." Wenhui lewdly chuckled, pressing his hand forcefully against Xiaoya's vulva, thrusting it back and forth, making her moan and groan, her legs losing all strength to resist.

Wenhui held his hot, thick penis against the entrance of her wet vagina, rubbing it up and down, letting Xiaoya's juices coat the thick glans. "No... umm... enough... stop... umm..." The itching in her lower body made Xiaoya's body tremble slightly, her long, white thighs rubbing themselves together to relieve the itch. Even though she said no, I knew she was about to be overwhelmed by pleasure.

I couldn't stand by and watch any longer! Xiaoya endured countless acts of abuse while holding onto her last shred of chastity, proving her deep love for me. And I, for my own pleasure, allowed her to be raped? No, I must stop them!

I stood up and forcefully twisted the door lock, but a scream of "Ah—!" came from inside the classroom. Wenhui forcefully spread Xiaoya's legs, his large penis swiftly aiming at the entrance and thrusting into her wet, tender hole with a "plop!"

It's over! Too late. Xiaoya, who had been so persistent, had finally been taken by her classmate! Xiaoya's vagina had been thoroughly aroused before, and Wenhui's thrust was surprisingly smooth, penetrating deep into her core. Her

shallow, narrow hole was instantly filled, and Xiaoya's slender hands gripped Wenhui's arms tightly: "No—it's so deep—ah! ah…" With a groan, her whole body trembled uncontrollably; she had actually orgasmed!

Even though I had already noticed Xiaoya's naturally sensitive body, I was still surprised that she climaxed so quickly after penetration. I never imagined Wenhui's foreplay skills were so sharp! Wenhui wasn't in a hurry. His thick, long penis remained deep inside her vagina, feeling her spasms during orgasm. He lowered his head and embraced her, giving her a series of wet kisses. Xiaoya's face flushed, and she breathed heavily, intoxicated by the kisses. A layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her fair skin, and she breathed in wanton air. After

two minutes of passionate kissing, Wenhui's hips began to slowly move up and down. Xiaoya had just climaxed, and the sounds of wetness "squeak, squeak, squeak" came from their point of contact with each thrust of his penis. "Your little cunt is so tight... I didn't know you were not only beautiful and had a great figure... even your cunt is so horny..." Wenhui closed his eyes, his face full of ecstasy as he enjoyed Xiaoya's warm, tight vagina.

The pleasure in her body gradually ignited, and Xiaoya's bent legs relaxed their guard, slowly opening to cooperate with Wenhui's thrusts. "Yours... is too long... it's so hot down there... so deep... so hard... mmm..." Her delicate hands gripped the edge of the table, her swollen breasts swaying from side to side as she was being fucked. Her eyes were filled with seductive allure as she lightly bit her cherry lips, her appearance so lewd it made one's blood boil.

When Wenhui was thrusting between Xiaoya's legs, his thick penis flipped open and then thrust back in, I was really worried that Xiaoya's little honey hole would be torn apart. His strange hands also roughly grabbed and fondled Xiaoya's white and tender breasts, showing no tenderness whatsoever. Xiaoya's slightly damp hair was disheveled, her eyebrows furrowed, whether from the pain of being grabbed or from being fucked, her lewd moans "hmm, hmm" were incessant.

A moment ago I wanted to save Xiaoya, but now seeing this lewd scene before me, I felt a little fortunate, and slowly lowered my hand from the doorknob.

“Xiaoya… am I making you feel good?” Wenhui asked breathlessly.

“Ahhh… your… um… ahhh… so thick… so full…” Xiaoya responded intermittently, trembling slightly as she resisted the intense thrusts.

“Is it uncomfortable?” Wenhui asked cunningly, slowing down his thrusting.

Her once full vagina suddenly felt empty, and Xiaoya cried out in discomfort, “Um… no…”

Wenhui simply stopped and asked cunningly, “Then is it comfortable or not?”

Xiaoya’s reason was controlled by lust, and she had no strength left to resist. She could only respond coquettishly, “No… don’t stop… ahhh… ah… ahhh… comfortable… so comfortable… umm…”

Wenhui smiled with satisfaction and rewarded her with vigorous thrusting, “Ahhh… so deep… you’ve reached… the very top… filled me up… faster… ahhh…” Xiaoya completely disregarded her composure, squinting her eyes and letting out bursts of lewd moans.

With such heavenly moans ringing in his ears, even a mighty man would find it hard to resist. Yet Wenhui seemed completely at ease, continuing to pound into Xiaoya, gently biting her tender, red nipples, driving her to ecstasy. Her

delicate hands frantically groped his neck and back. Watching the usually refined and polite Xiaoya become so wanton and wanton under the onslaught of Wenhui's penis, my bleeding heart gradually went numb. I watched with the excitement of an outsider, secretly watching the carnal couple's illicit affair, wishing they would fuck even harder and moan even more lewdly!

After about a hundred thrusts, Xiaoya was burning up, her vagina overflowing with fluids, a layer of fragrant sweat glistening on her fair skin, making her even more alluring.

Sweating profusely, Wenhui easily flipped the lithe and boneless Xiaoya over, making her upper body lie face down on the desk. He gripped her slender waist with both hands, and his enormous penis effortlessly slid into her warm, juicy pink vagina from behind, beginning to pound against her firm, elastic buttocks with a series of "slap slap slap slap" sounds.

"Ah...too deep...mmm...all the way in...I'll...I'll die..." Xiaoya moaned wantonly, her soft breasts pressed flat against the desk, her wet, hot vagina being relentlessly bombarded by Wenhui, the sounds of thick fluid squeezing and slapping filling the air.

"Tell me...between me and your ex...who made you feel better?" Wenhui panted heavily as he shamelessly interrogated Xiaoya.

“I…I…um…I don’t know…ahhh…”

Wenhui thrust deeply into Xiaoya several times: “Why don’t you know?”

“Ahhh…because…ahhh…I haven’t done much with him…umm…” Xiaoya was so overwhelmed by the thrusting that she was lying face down on the table, yet she still had the mind to deal with Wenhui’s lewd and provocative conversation.

“If he doesn’t do it with such a slutty woman, is he even a man? Xiaoya…you should only do it with me from now on…” As he spoke, Wenhui thrust hard a few more times.

“Ahhh…I…umm…you hate me…ahhhh…”

“Fine! You little slut…let’s see how long you can keep up this act!” Wenhui said, increasing the speed of his hip movements, their lower bodies rapidly colliding with loud “slap slap slap.” Watching Xiaoya’s round and alluring buttocks being violently pounded, her delicate body trembling from the impact and pleasure, her “ee-ya” moans like heavenly music, I felt neither sadness nor anger, but rather my mind was overwhelmed by absolute excitement.

"Ahhh... Wenhui... It's too fast... I... I can't take it anymore..." Xiaoya, her whole body flushed red, was about to reach her climax. Her snow-white body arched slightly involuntarily as she accepted the class monitor's deeper and faster thrusts. Her pair of swaying breasts rubbed hard against the table to increase her pleasure.

"Damn it! Your cunt is getting tighter and tighter... Let me fuck you to death, you slut!" Sweating profusely, Wenhui thrust even harder to satisfy Xiaoya, each stroke hitting her G-spot, causing the desk beneath him to creak and groan.

"Ahhh... I can't take it... I can't take it... I want it..." Xiaoya clenched her buttocks tightly, as if trying to snap Wenhui's long penis in two, her ten fingers gripping the edge of the desk, covering her mouth to stifle her moans.

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry rang out: "Ah—" Her body convulsed violently—she had climaxed! Her vaginal fluids gushed out, "Ah... I'm going to die..." Xiaoya cried out in satisfaction, her overflowing vaginal fluids sizzling and flowing down her inner thighs from her clitoris. Breathing heavily, Wenhui kept his penis inside Xiaoya, feeling the contractions of her vagina again, a triumphant expression on his face like a hunter capturing its prey.

Xiaoya lay weakly on the table, panting heavily, but Wenhui was still not satisfied. After a short rest, he turned Xiaoya over to face him again, grabbed her two smooth, jade-like legs, and pressed them against her full, white breasts. His rough, large penis thrust downwards into Xiaoya's soaking wet vaginal walls, as if determined to pierce her uterus.

"You...you...you're so bad...I haven't rested enough...ahhh..." Xiaoya gasped and begged for mercy in a soft voice.

Wenhui lewdly laughed, "Haven't you rested enough, or haven't you been fucked enough? Your little cunt is sucking me!"

"Mmm...nonsense...I...I'm ignoring you...mmm...ah..." Xiaoya swayed her slender waist gently with Wenhui's manipulation, rubbing and squeezing the penis inside her vagina, while covering her eyes with her hands and pretending to be angry. The two of them bantered like lovers.

Listening to their conversation, the excitement in my body quickly cooled down: 'If Xiaoya is conquered by Wenhui like this, will she leave me?' Even though her feelings for me were deep, Xiaoya's sexual desires were also so intense. If she felt I couldn't satisfy her, wouldn't that be...? My heart sank.

While I worried silently outside the door, the naked couple inside continued their debauchery.

Xiaoya's moans gradually returned; it seemed Wenhui was starting to exert himself again: "Ah... Wenhui, yours... is so big... ah... so good... faster..."

Through the crack in the door, Xiaoya seemed to have had her lust unleashed, no longer caring about her manners, only wanting pleasure beneath the man. Her fair legs clamped tightly around Wenhui's buttocks, enticing him to press heavily against her, even actively taking Wenhui's hand and rubbing it against her breasts. With each thrust, a milky white, cloudy liquid splashed lightly from her vulva.

“Xiaoya, I can’t believe your pussy is still so tight and wet after all this time! I wish I had fucked you sooner.” Wenhui said slowly, his hands roughly squeezing Xiaoya’s swollen breasts. “Tell me, is it me who feels better, or your ex…”

“I…I won’t say…mmm…” Xiaoya looked at Wenhui with alluring eyes, teasing him.

Wenhui bent down and kissed Xiaoya wildly, while his lower body accelerated and thrust wildly like a motor, making her moan softly. “Oh…you’re bad…ahh…you…you’re the worst…mmm…”

Wenhui released her mouth and thrust his lower body hard, his big cock pumping in and out like a pile driver, once again making Xiaoya completely exhausted. At this moment, both of their pubic hairs were soaked, and their juices were squeezed out with a “squeak, squeak” sound.

“I want you to tell me…who feels better…” Wenhui said as he thrust his huge penis wildly into Xiaoya’s vulva. Xiaoya trembled all over, moaning and groaning, uttering lewd words: “Ah…so good…you feel the best…you’re fucking me…the best…don’t stop…I want…I want…”

Perhaps Xiaoya was already blinded by lust at this moment, but her words still made my heart ache. Xiaoya had been completely conquered by Wenhui’s penis. She was now just a sex slave under his crotch, trying her best to please that thick, long penis, craving it to penetrate deeper and faster! I dared not imagine my future with Xiaoya, and I could not accept that they might become a couple, partying every night.

Wenhui thrust into Xiaoya's tender hole as if he wanted to destroy it: "Who...does you feel the best...?"

"Ah...you...it's you..."

"What's my name?"

"Wenhui...it feels so good...Brother Wenhui...ah...doing it feels the best...deeper...you're going to fuck me to death...mmm..."

"Keep calling...my name..."

"Brother Wenhui...ahhh...fuck your sister to death...use your big cock...fill...my little hole...ahhh...fuck me to death...thrust deeper..."

Wenhui increased the speed of his thrusting to the fastest, and the two of them forgot to moan for a moment. Only the sound of "slap slap slap slap" of pubic flesh slapping could be heard in the classroom, because they were both using their bodies to feel the most intense pleasure.

Waves of pleasure surged through Xiaoya's lower body, pushing her towards an impending climax. She gripped and rubbed her breasts with both hands, her cherry lips slightly upturned as she moaned in a wanton voice, "Ah...so beautiful...I can't take it anymore...Brother Wenhui...I'm going to lose it again..."

"Mmm...I'm going to come too..." Wenhui gritted his teeth, his whole body tense, on the verge of reaching his limit. I thought to myself, "Oh no, please don't ejaculate inside Xiaoya! If Xiaoya gets pregnant with the class monitor's bastard child because of this, I'll really lose her!

" "Ah...don't ejaculate inside...danger—" Xiaoya still remembered that she couldn't ejaculate inside, but before she could finish speaking, Wenhui thrust in and out a few times, letting out a low growl, tightly embracing Xiaoya's delicate body, his penis reaching the deepest part of her vagina, forcefully shooting his hot, thick semen into Xiaoya's violently contracting uterus.

"No...ah...it's so hot..." Xiaoya's vagina was instantly filled with semen. Her beautiful eyes widened as she excitedly hugged Wenhui's neck, moaning, "Ah...it's killing me...so beautiful...mmm..." Then her slender legs clamped tightly around Wenhui's waist, her peach-like breasts trembled violently, and she reached her third orgasm.

I pinched my face to make sure that this series of events, both heartbreaking and exciting, wasn't a dream. The "love-filled lunchbox" scenario hadn't happened; instead, a "classroom semen infusion" had unfolded, only the male lead had changed to Wenhui. Xiaoya not only had sex with her classmate but had also been internally ejaculated into, and I hadn't stopped her but had actually enjoyed it. It seems I need to see a psychologist.

After their climax, the two clung to each other, panting like two large, fleshy worms. Wenhui's penis throbbed and sprayed inside Xiaoya's vagina, eliciting soft moans from her. Her shallow, narrow opening couldn't contain the lingering effects of Wenhui's semen, which slowly dripped onto the ground from her wet opening. They continued to kiss passionately, catching their breath.

I couldn't bear to watch their post-coital intimacy any longer, and to avoid being discovered, I quickly left the school and pretended to wait outside the gate. My mind was a mess. They had indeed had sex. Even though Xiaoya and I weren't

officially dating, I couldn't shake the pain of betrayal. I thought they would leave after getting dressed, within ten minutes at most, but I waited for over half an hour without seeing them. Had they done something after I left? Just as I was about to sneak back into the school, I saw our class monitor, Wenhui, emerge alone from the dark campus. I quickly hid behind a tree by the roadside.

Where was Xiaoya? Why didn't we come out together? I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild again.

Five minutes later, Xiaoya finally came out. When she saw me standing at the school gate, I noticed her body tremble slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise. Even though she was now dressed neatly and looked no different from usual, the blush on her face hadn't faded, her long brown hair was hurriedly disheveled, and there was a hint of lingering lust in her eyes. I was certain that Wenhui had slept with Xiaoya again after I left!

"Ah Huan, what are you doing here?" Xiaoya asked nervously.

"Waiting for you! The security guard wouldn't let me in!" I noticed that Xiaoya's hands were trembling slightly.

"Did you run into anyone?" She was testing me to see if I had seen Wenhui leave.

"No, I just got here!"

My answer eased Xiaoya's worries, and her eyes gradually calmed down, yet seemed to conceal a strong struggle.

"Why are your hands shaking a little?" I asked with concern.

"Hmm? Ah, a little cold."

"You must be starving, working too hard, right? I brought a lovingly prepared bento box, let's find a place to eat!" Even though she had just done something wrong to me, I wouldn't be much better off just sitting there helplessly outside the door, and I really had no reason or desire to be harsh on her. So I went along with her lie and finished the story.

Xiaoya's body trembled again upon hearing this: "Ah Huan, why are you so good to me?" Her beautiful eyes glistened with tears, revealing a guilty look, and I could vaguely guess what she was about to say: "I... I'm not as perfect as you think, I don't deserve it, actually... just now I and..."

"Because I really love you!" I interrupted Xiaoya. It was enough that she told me; asking her to confess everything about what had just happened was too cruel. I didn't want to embarrass the girl I liked. Actually, this was the first time I had confessed to Xiaoya, and I never expected it to happen under these circumstances, but I still said it anyway.

Xiaoya stared at my serious face in surprise, as if she were getting to know me again, or perhaps she was deep in thought. I felt guilty under her gaze, like I was awaiting a final verdict, but for the sake of my pride, I forced a sincere expression.

Suddenly, Xiaoya took the bento box from my hand, her face replaced by a warm and kind smile. She gently took my hand and said, "I'm hungry, take me home!"

She took my hand! Could this mean…? My heart pounded wildly! I looked at this gentle and lovely girl in disbelief, my heart beginning to melt little by little… I wouldn't let go! I definitely wouldn't! I made up my mind, holding tightly the hand of the girl I loved most. All the unpleasantness before seemed to have vanished at this moment. No matter what happened in the future, for Xiaoya, I would face it bravely! I was enveloped in a wave of happiness.

"Aren't you going to eat your lunch?" I asked with concern.

"It's getting cold."

That was too much… That night, I tossed and turned in bed, thinking about my future with Xiaoya. Although she had slept with Wenhui tonight, she had officially accepted me. Maybe I shouldn't dwell on it too much, but would that class monitor keep pestering Xiaoya? How could I deal with it? I didn't sleep a wink. The following Monday,

when I returned to school, my homeroom teacher delivered a shocking piece of news: the class monitor had transferred schools! I heard that his family had moved to the city where a prestigious school was located so he could get into a better one, and he was enrolled in the intensive training program at a famous local high school.

Was Wenhui so bold last night because he wanted to get his hands on Xiaoya, whom he had always dreamed of, before transferring schools? I secretly glanced at Xiaoya. Her expression didn't change much. Did she already know last night? Or was she secretly relieved?

Without the class monitor to worry about, my relationship with Xiaoya progressed rapidly. We were inseparable, passing notes and whispering sweet nothings during class, and holding hands after school while eating snacks at roadside stalls, shopping, and watching movies. There was no tension whatsoever before the college entrance exam; I even thought what happened that night was just a dream.

Until one day on my way home, in the stairwell of Xiaoya's apartment, I kissed her cherry lips for the first time. Holding her slightly nervous body, I tasted the sweet and bitter flavor. In that blissful moment, an image flashed through my mind: naked Xiaoya lying on the bed, her long, slender legs spread wide, her tender, juicy vulva receiving another man's penis thrusting wildly. Her eyes were half-open, her cheeks flushed pink as she moaned softly, swaying her slender waist to meet the deeper and faster thrusts… My penis hardened.

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