An unforgettable day

An Unforgettable Day
. I'm seventeen years old this year, a high school student, 165 cm tall, 46 kg, with measurements of 31-25-27. My hobbies are playing basketball, shopping, dancing, and occasionally going on outings or hiking with friends. Day after day, I'm a very ordinary high school girl. Although I have no shortage of suitors, due to my strict upbringing, I still don't have a boyfriend and therefore no sexual experience.

I remember my first experience with masturbation was in sixth grade. I was watching porn with my friends, and I started masturbating too. At the time, I didn't know that this was called masturbation; I just felt it was very pleasurable. From then on, I developed a masturbation habit, at least four to five times a week. Once, I masturbated five times in one day. My whole family was out, so I watched porn while using a toy to reach orgasm. Twice I didn't actually orgasm, and the other three times the level of arousal varied. This was the most masturbations I've experienced in a short period.

Okay, now that I've introduced myself, let's get to the main point. Why do I call it an unforgettable day? Because what happened on that day is something no one would believe, yet it's so real. So I'm sharing it here, hoping that if anyone has had a similar unforgettable day, they can tell me what they would do.

I remember that morning was very sunny. I put on my uniform and went to school in a very happy mood. Because my home was halfway up the mountain, I had to walk down for about ten minutes to take the bus to school. Actually, it didn't take that long. There was another route that was faster, taking less than five minutes to get to the bus stop.

However, because this route was more remote, not many people knew about it. I would only choose this route when I was in a hurry, and I would usually walk with someone I knew. It was broad daylight, so I felt less afraid.

For some reason, I suddenly felt like humming a pop song today. Before I knew it, I was walking down that little path. Sometimes, because I was in a rush, I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings while walking this path. Now, looking around, if it weren't for the narrow path and the thick grass, this path would be much more picturesque than the main road. There were mountains, water, flowers, and grass. Because the fog from this morning hadn't completely dissipated, it looked hazy. Wow, it felt like entering a different world.

Just as I was admiring the scenery, a groan suddenly interrupted my thoughts. I initially thought I must have misheard and was about to leave when another groan reached my ears, which piqued my curiosity.

Following the sound, I secretly peeked through the bushes and realized why I was making those noises. It turned out to be a student couple doing *that*. They were both in uniform, so they were from a prestigious high school in the city, and apparently lived in the same neighborhood.

The boy looked familiar, though I wasn't sure if they lived on the same street. I didn't recognize the girl, but then I saw her backpack—wow, that's a backpack from a high-class, elite high school! Her face was fairly pretty, but her figure was nowhere near mine—that's what I was so proud of.

Compared to girls my age, I wasn't bad off; I'd had many suitors, but they'd all turned me down because of my family and school.

The boy's actions grew increasingly bold. First, his hands roamed freely over her body, then one hand ventured under her skirt, while the other continued to knead her breasts. Perhaps the force was too strong, for her bra was ripped off during his caresses.

Judging from her expression, she seemed quite experienced, moaning in rhythm with his movements. Perhaps she thought no one knew this place, hence her boldness?

The boy's hand was inside her skirt; from my angle, I couldn't see what was under the skirt, but I could clearly see it heaving up and down. I guessed he was using his fingers.

Looking down from her skirt, her underwear was already pulled up to her calves, but she hadn't taken it off. Although her figure wasn't fully developed, her legs were undeniably beautiful.

As I was admiring those legs, the girl suddenly screamed, snapping me back to reality and drawing my attention to their actions. It seemed the boy had reached his limit; he first draped those legs over his shoulders, then quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect penis.

From this angle, I could only vaguely see the girl's private parts, which looked as fresh and juicy as a peach, with her juices flowing freely. And the boy's penis—wow, this was the first time I'd ever seen it with my own eyes

! Watching his head bob back and forth, seemingly searching for the best way to penetrate, I saw a red-hot glans and a thick penis. I hadn't expected this seemingly unremarkable boy to be so impressive inside.

Suddenly, my underwear felt damp. I realized I couldn't take it anymore; my juices were flowing freely. At that moment, my hand was beyond my control; it instinctively lifted my skirt and began to penetrate.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the girl's screams turned into constant panting and moaning, while the boy held her legs tightly, thrusting back and forth repeatedly, seemingly having penetrated her.

The girl's facial expression grew increasingly pained, yet she continued to pant and scream; it was impossible to tell if she was in pain or pleasure. The boy, however, seemed determined to satisfy her, his thrusts becoming faster and faster. It was unclear whether the boy was moving in sync with the girl's moans, or whether the girl was panting in sync with the boy's thrusts.

But I wasn't idle either. Three fingers were fully inserted, thrusting in and out relentlessly. I couldn't make a sound like the girl, or I might get discovered. I listened to the girl's screams and gasps, while the boy continued thrusting. My fingers were moving faster and faster, as if all three of us would reach orgasm simultaneously.

Suddenly, the boy groaned, hastily pulling his penis out while continuing to rub it with his hand. The girl, almost kneeling, caught the boy's semen in her mouth, licking it all up. My actions stopped as they straightened each other's clothes. I dusted myself off, tidied myself up, and quietly left to continue my journey to school.

After walking down the side path, I soon saw the bus stop. Because of what happened earlier, I had been delayed for a while, so the time it took to walk down the main road was about the same as what it took to walk down. Just as I reached the bus stop, I turned around and saw the student couple walking towards me together. It seemed they weren't taking the same bus. The girl brushed the boy's hair aside, said something, smiled, and walked away.

The boy, however, walked towards me without looking back. Hmm, was he taking the same bus as me?

I lowered my head, gripping my backpack tightly with both hands, afraid that my nervousness would reveal what had just happened. After all, seeing it with my own eyes was different from watching it on TV. What if he started talking to me and I didn't notice? Wouldn't I have to tell everyone?

So when he walked towards me, I tried to avoid eye contact. But judging from his expression, he didn't seem to notice anything amiss and seemed quite at ease. Just then, the bus pulled into the station, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed they hadn't noticed me at all. Heh, maybe that girl was shouting too loudly, so they didn't see me behind the bushes?

After people started boarding, there were quite a few people, and they kept pushing me in. When I looked up, it was actually the same guy from before! I hadn't realized he was so tall. My height is considered above average among girls my age, but compared to him, I'm much shorter.

He was probably a head taller than me. His muscular chest kept pressing against me because of the number of people in the car. Although he wasn't my type, by other girls' standards, he was almost the prince charming type. Especially after I saw his little brother under his pants, I believe that girl must be very lucky.

Having such an enviable boyfriend, thinking about this, the car lurched, and I lost my balance and bumped into his chest again. However, because of the car's interior, he didn't seem to pay much attention to me. After I apologized, he glanced at me and turned away. Hmm, with his cool demeanor, he was becoming more and more of a heartthrob.

The car continued to sway, but because I was holding onto the seat back, I managed to stay level and didn't keep bumping into his chest.

Wow, once the car entered the city, I realized it seemed particularly congested today. The car was moving in and out, and it looked like I was going to be late again. Just as I was secretly worrying, something suddenly slipped into my skirt. At first, I thought it was someone else's, but I don't know what it was; maybe it accidentally slipped into my skirt during the sway.

But just as that thing slowly moved towards my private area, I realized it was a hand. It first rubbed incessantly between my thighs. When the car braked suddenly, it took advantage of the chaos to slip its fingers inside my private parts. However, it didn't take off my underwear; it just spread it open with its fingers, using only two fingers alternately, moving them in and out. Meanwhile, another hand was already attacking from behind my uniform. It seemed to be the same person. The

hand above slowly moved forward from behind the uniform, reaching my breasts. Again, it didn't pull off my bra; it just spread its fingers inside, constantly rubbing my nipples. It attacked from both above and below simultaneously, and the movements weren't very large. Perhaps because of the lighting, from my perspective, my front looked perfectly normal, and no one noticed anything unusual.

Looking up at the boy, I realized he was gone. I was still gripping the back of the chair tightly with one hand for balance, while the other hand was occupied with my bag, so I couldn't deal with the mysterious man's advances.

As the mysterious man's attacks grew bolder, I could vaguely feel his penis poised to strike. Even through my clothes, I could clearly feel its thickness, constantly ramming towards me in sync with the car's movement. And I was incredibly weak-willed; as he attacked me from both above and below, essentially penetrating me through my clothes, my vaginal fluid began to gush out again.

The mysterious man seemed to sense my excitement and became even bolder, already pulling his underwear down to his thighs. Just as he slowly lifted my skirt, thank goodness, the bus stopped. The mysterious man quickly pulled his hand out from under my clothes and skirt. "

Hey, you forgot to put my underwear on!" Just as I was about to see the mysterious man's true face, I was startled. I turned around and, to my surprise, my eyes met those of the boy. It was him!

As our eyes met, he quickly turned his head away and followed the disembarking crowd. Since I still had a few stops before school, I couldn't get off to argue with him. I checked my watch—oh no, I was late!

When I entered the classroom, the first class was already in progress—math. Hmm, this teacher is nice. It was almost my turn, but the teacher still hadn't marked me late. Because our school is a co-educational school, the boys teased me a bit, asking if I had done something yesterday. But the class quickly quieted down after the teacher's command.

I quickly went to my seat and sat down. Because of what had just happened, my underwear wasn't on yet and was still hanging between my thighs.

Today I wore that custom-made skirt again. The style was the same as the one at school, but the material was much different. Mine was silk, and it was much shorter and wider than the school one, almost like a plus-size mini-skirt. I could vaguely see the lace trim of my underwear between my thighs. I was worried that someone might notice when the classmate sitting next to me seemed to notice.

Because I was sitting on the edge, in the last seat, only he could clearly see my whole body. But he was a very nice person, exactly my type—the gentle, refined type. People with worse grades naturally like those with better grades; I don't know who set this rule, but even I wasn't exempt. He took a piece of clothing out of his bag—his judo uniform. Oh, he's in the judo club too, isn't that great?

Not only was he good at academics, but he was also good at sports. He quickly handed me his judo uniform, and I looked at him gratefully. While my classmates were busy taking notes, I quickly put on my underwear and returned the uniform to him.

Afterward, he didn't ask me why. After tidying up his uniform, he continued to focus on the teacher's explanation, and I quickly snapped out of my reverie and diligently took notes. He asked for leave for the next class to practice at his club. It seems our school is determined to win the national judo competition. Thinking about this, isn't our badminton club going to participate in the city school competition soon?

Oh, I'm in the badminton club. I originally wanted to join the judo club with him, but unfortunately I didn't meet the weight requirement, so I had to join the badminton club, which is closest to the judo club. Hehe, I'm going to the badminton club for practice this afternoon, then I'll see him.

During the third period, the teacher was absent, and the whole class went into chaos. Some ran off to play badminton, while others went to the back hill to be lovey-dovey.

Ah, our school has an artificial hill, and because it's located in the most remote part of the school, we call it the back hill. And some of those people are what we call class couples.

Sigh, seeing other couples whispering sweet nothings, hand in hand heading towards the back hill, made me feel down again. I really envy those classmates; they're not afraid of the teachers at all, so bold on campus. Unlike me, a seemingly well-behaved girl, I actually crave love and care deep down. Although I'm not a good student, because of my family, the teachers seem to pay special attention to me, making me afraid to misbehave.

Ah, never mind. The classmates all dispersed. Although some well-behaved students continued studying, I wasn't really like them. So, after thanking the person who invited me to play ball, I headed to the school rooftop.

This is a restricted area, but you know what? Restricted areas are restricted areas, but we don't care. The door opened easily. I'd thought the weather was so nice today, I might as well go to the balcony for some fresh air. But when I went inside, I found someone already there – apparently an older boy sneaking in to smoke.

He seemed to notice me, but didn't seem to care, continuing to smoke. I figured I shouldn't bother him, so I found an empty spot, dusted myself off, and lay down to enjoy the sun.

Wow, this was a wonderful, relaxing break from my busy schedule. As I stretched, preparing to catch up on the sleep I'd lost from staying up late the night before, the boy spoke to me: "Hey, are you going to do it?" What

? What does he take me for? My first time is meant for the person I love most! Who does he think he is, just doing it like that?

I ignored him and continued to enjoy my sunbathing. That's when he got angry. He stepped over me and pressed his foot down on me, grabbing my hands and giving me no chance to resist.

Then he said, "Stop pretending. It's during class time, and a girl like you is here alone. You're not exactly a respectable woman. You must have slept with a lot of people. Come on, I guarantee that after you sleep with me, you'll be in ecstasy and won't want to go looking for other men."

After saying that, he attacked my lips with his mouth, slowly moving to my breasts. After releasing my hands, he tore open my uniform with his hands, ripping off the buttons and ripping off my bra. Soon my entire breasts were exposed in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

I quickly took advantage of the moment he released my hands to tear my clothes. Right after ripping off my bra, I quickly crossed my arms in front of my chest and said, "You can, but you're not allowed to penetrate. You're only allowed to move above the waist. If you dare to touch anything below the waist, I'll scream. Although this place is relatively secluded, it's broad daylight and there are many people at school. I don't believe no one will hear

me." After I said this, he quickly took one hand out of my skirt, because while I was speaking, he had already pulled down my underwear, as if preparing to go straight in without any preamble.

"Okay, but you have to use your mouth instead of your vagina, otherwise I'd rather knock you out first. You know, that wouldn't be fun at all, so..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly unzipped his pants and took out his penis. What he said actually made some sense. His penis had a big head and a thick, long penis. At that moment, I was already...

I don't know why I so naturally put his penis in my mouth. I was probably really influenced by its size. Although it was just oral sex, I really wanted it to be inserted into my vagina. At this time, my vagina was already very full and overflowing with love juice. But because of my longing for love, I was still very resistant to having him penetrate me, whom I had just met. I didn't even know his name yet.

While licking, he used the tip of his tongue to rotate it continuously, taking the entire penis into his mouth and moving it in and out. This action seemed to give him a very satisfying feeling. The glans was very swollen, and because I was using my mouth, when I pulled it out, there was still my saliva dripping down from it.

After he yelled that he couldn't take it anymore, he pushed me down and clamped his penis between my breasts, thrusting repeatedly between my breasts. This action made it hard for me to breathe. I gasped for air, my chest heaving up and down with each breath, which only made him thrust faster and faster. He kept squeezing my breasts with both hands, as if trying to replace the pleasure of my vagina with my cleavage, continuing to thrust in and out. As I gasped for breath, my gaze shifted to my chest, watching his glans appear and disappear, constantly moving in and out of my cleavage. This feeling suddenly reminded me that I had masturbated in this way before, except that back then I used my breasts to clamp a baseball bat, while now it was a real thing happening right in front of me.

His movements became faster and faster, as if he was about to reach his limit. My breasts, squeezed under his pressure, were very red and erect. Just as he was about to ejaculate, I quickly pushed him away.

"Don't stay on me!"

He didn't seem to care much, taking care of himself with his hand and quickly ejaculating.

While he was ejaculating, I quickly put on my uniform and tidied myself up. Because he complied with my request and didn't force himself on me, I didn't feel raped. As far as I was concerned, as long as there was no penetration, I was still a virgin.

So after saying things like "I don't want to see you again," I left without looking back. I guess he didn't care either?

Seeing that he was still lost in the throes of ejaculation, I quickly went downstairs. Since the fourth period was with the same teacher, I figured I still had some time. Having just gone through this myself, I suddenly felt a strong urge to talk to the boy I had a crush on.

Of course, not to tell him about this, but just to have someone to talk to, so I headed towards the gymnasium. The judo club's practice area was in the gymnasium's basement. When I got there, I didn't see him. I searched for a while, but although the judo club wasn't large, the space was tiny. Just as I was about to go back to the classroom and sleep,

I suddenly remembered the basement storage room, where the sports equipment was stored. Normally, no one went there unless there was a specific reason. I suddenly thought he might be there, so I figured it wasn't far and I'd go look for him.

Actually, I've masturbated there before. I kept inserting sports equipment, like baseball bats and rackets. I could insert anything that was rod-shaped. But since I was never actually penetrated by a penis, I still don't know what it felt like. I wonder if it felt the same as a baseball bat. I think it would be a little different, since a baseball bat is hard, while that thing is elastic, right?

Thinking this, I arrived at the warehouse door and was about to open it when I suddenly heard sounds coming from inside. Out of curiosity, I secretly opened the door. There were many exercise equipment inside, including vaulting boxes. I quickly hid behind one of the vaulting boxes, from which I could see what was happening inside without being discovered. It turned out he was really inside, but there was another person inside as well, a girl, probably a lower-grade student. I wondered what they were talking about; it seemed like they were arguing.

No way?

Could they be a couple?

How could he be so clever as to have a girlfriend without our class's gossips finding out?

With a quick turn, I moved to the other vaulting platform. From there, I could clearly hear their conversation. Apparently, it was an argument about the girl trying to seduce him and him refusing. Hmph, of course, if he were that easy, why would I like him so much?

While they were arguing, the girl actually started unbuttoning her uniform. What surprised me even more was that she wasn't wearing anything underneath—I mean, no bra. It's summer, and our girls' uniforms are white. How could she be so bold? If she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and she sweated a little, wouldn't she be completely exposed? Or maybe she wasn't wearing anything because she was preparing for this situation.

In short, she had now presented her breasts to him in their entirety. Her pink nipples rose and fell with her chest. Although they were not fully developed, small had its advantages. They looked very firm, and I think this kind of touch should bring pleasure to a man.

Just as I was getting nervous, fearing he might succumb to temptation and do something to betray me—well, even if he did, he couldn't truly betray me, though I would be heartbroken—he closed her clothes with his hand and whispered something in her ear. Because he spoke so softly, I couldn't hear him. But after he finished speaking, the girl seemed very sad;

she ran out without even buttoning her clothes properly. While I was wondering what he had said, I accidentally kicked something nearby, and he noticed. "Hey, what are you doing here?"

I was momentarily speechless, and blurted out, "Ah, I was getting some equipment here when you and she ran in, and I panicked and hid."

I gave a wry smile. Good heavens, what a terrible excuse! But he didn't seem to care much about my answer; his eyes kept darting over me, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't. "Are you trying to tell me not to reveal what happened? Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped..."

He suddenly interrupted me, lunging at me, and we ended up lying on the mattress. "No, I... do you know what I said to her that made her give up and leave?"

He seemed very nervous, but I was even more nervous. He grabbed both of my hands with one hand and pressed his whole body against mine. Our lips were very close, and I could almost have a deep kiss if I just tilted my head slightly. What I could feel even more clearly was that his thing was sticking out of his pants leg and pressing against my private parts, but I couldn't feel its length and thickness clearly through the clothes.

I was incredibly nervous, my voice trembling slightly. "So... I, she... what exactly... do you want to say?"

He lowered his head and lightly pecked my lips, then said, "I told her I already have someone I like, and that person... is you."

I was completely numb, probably from excitement. I didn't say anything more, just stuck my tongue out and into his mouth, stirring it around. I wanted to express my feelings through my actions; he should understand, right?

Sure enough, he seemed to sense my initiative. After I extended my tongue, he took the initiative, continuing to swirl his tongue in my mouth while using his hands to unhook my bra and slowly rub my breasts, eventually tearing it off.

Hmm, I think I need to change my bra.

Oh no, how could it be torn off so easily? Did I shrink? Hehe, let's not get off topic.

By this time, my whole body was burning hot, and my private parts were even more so, with love juice flowing out continuously, soaking my panties. At this moment, he slowly moved his hands from my breasts to the hem of my skirt, easily unbuttoning it, while his tongue continued to lick my tongue, feeling as if his tongue had become his penis, and my mouth had become my vagina.

His tongue moved in and out incessantly, and I kept clenching it, fueling his desire to continue. After he unbuttoned my skirt, I could clearly feel that my underwear was almost completely soaked, probably due to sweat. But it didn't matter; he slowly pulled my underwear down, only to my calves, not completely off. He then stopped his deep kiss and his gaze fell on my private parts.

This was the first time I had truly exposed myself completely to a man other than a family member.

Of course, when I was little, I often ran around naked, and family members like my father would see. But that was when I was little; now I'm a grown woman.

His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets. Then he buried his head between my legs and began to serve me with his mouth. First, he lightly touched the area around my labia with the tip of his tongue, then he kept thrusting in and out. It was incredibly slippery, probably because of my love juice and his saliva,

and he seemed very comfortable moving in and out. With each thrust, I kept moaning. Now I understood why the girl felt so good when I saw that student couple that morning.

It felt so good. This touch sent waves of tingling sensations through me, a bit like being electrocuted.

As he went in and out, I kept panting and moaning, and of course, I said things like "I love you," but he didn't seem to respond much. His tongue kept moving around my labia, and each time he went in, some of my vaginal fluid would gush out. In about two minutes, I had soaked the entire mat.

My upper body was probably sweat, and my lower body was probably vaginal fluid.

It was sticky and viscous, but I guess vaginal fluid is exciting. I just felt hotter and more excited, and my hands started to unconsciously rub my breasts while I kept panting and moaning.

Just then, he slowly pulled me up, making me get into a quadruped position. He said that the back-riding position would be better for someone like me who was doing it for the first time, making penetration easier.

Actually, I was already out of my mind; I would have agreed to anal sex even if he wanted me to. Just as I was thinking this, he took off his underwear and pulled out that red-hot iron rod. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain there. He had already penetrated me from behind. This was my first real experience of being penetrated by a penis.

As the red, fleshy glans slowly entered my vagina from my labia, it felt like it was going straight to my uterus. By then, he was all the way in. The entire glans, the entire penis, was more real than any other toy. When he pulled out, I suddenly felt a void, and then when he inserted it again, I felt a tingling sensation.

During this in-and-out process, I kept panting and screaming.

"Mmm...ah...ah...don't stop, ah...faster, faster!"

With these cries, he continued to thrust relentlessly, until finally he was moving left and right inside, constantly bumping against my labia, constantly rubbing against my vagina. My vaginal fluid continued to gush out. During the back-and-forth movement, his entire glans remained inside my vagina, the red, swollen glans seemingly swollen to its maximum.

I felt like I was about to explode, and I kept rubbing my breasts and nipples with my hands, alternating between them. My pink nipples stood erect, swollen to their maximum size, just like his glans, and were flushed red. In and out, in and out.

Mmm…ah…ah…faster, faster…

and he seemed to respond to my screams, his speed increasing with my pleas.

I couldn't take it anymore, I had already had my second orgasm, and I had no strength left. He seemed to sense my orgasm and ejaculated with me, so after another violent thrust, he quickly withdrew, turned me over, and laid me in front of him, letting my body receive all his semen, completing my first time.

I don't know if it was because the movements were too intense, but even after he ejaculated on me, my whole body continued to twitch. It wasn't exactly a cramp, but it felt as if his penis was still inside me, continuing to move in and out. I maintained this feeling for a long time.

It took about ten minutes for the twitching to subside a little. He was very gentle. After I got dressed, he used his towel to wipe all the sweat, semen, and vaginal fluids off my body. He then gently stroked my hair with his large hands. Because of playing badminton, I had cut my hair short, but after such intense exercise, I was covered in sweat.

About five minutes later, my twitching gradually stopped, and my mood slowly calmed down. He, because he couldn't leave for too long due to practice, had already left. I straightened my clothes, dusted myself off, and prepared to go back to the classroom.

Ah, that's when I suddenly remembered that I had to cover for a classmate.

So I abandoned my plan to go back to the classroom and headed to the infirmary. Because of the school, the nurses in the infirmary are students, supposedly to save money and also so that the female students can learn some health concepts.

Of course, it's a female classmate! How could a boy become a nurse? And I happen to know the current nurse, so whenever she needs help, I volunteer to help. Actually, not many people come to the infirmary at lunchtime, so I can eat while I work as a nurse—basically, I'm keeping watch over the infirmary.

Walking into the infirmary, I looked around. Sigh, the doctor's gone somewhere again. Speaking of that doctor, he's a notorious womanizer! Haha, it's better he's not here. It's only lunchtime, and there are beds in the infirmary to sleep on; it's much better than being in the classroom.

So I put down my lunch and prepared to change into my nurse's uniform. Actually, this nurse's uniform is really convenient; it's basically like a coat—you just slip it on.

It was hot that day, and wearing my nurse's uniform would only make it hotter, so I looked around to make sure no one was there before going behind the medicine cabinet to change out of my uniform. After a morning of fuss, the uniform looked a bit dirty.

Just as I took off my top and was about to unbutton my skirt, someone suddenly shouted outside. Before I could even put my clothes back on, someone was already standing in front of me. I was still wearing my skirt, but my top was off, leaving me only in my bra.

When our eyes met, he suddenly ran out again. I quickly unbuttoned my skirt and put my nurse's uniform back on. Because it was urgent, I didn't really care if the belt was tied tight before running out.

It turned out they were students borrowing class supplies. There were two of them. One was the one who had seen me changing clothes earlier; he seemed quite nervous, his face a little red. The other one looked much more muscular, probably from the sports team? He

was definitely the kind of person who was physically strong. I quickly handed over the supplies, exchanged a few pleasantries, and told them to leave while I continued eating my lunch.

It was a sandwich. Because I'm on a diet, I was only allowed to drink water. I finished my lunch quickly, then looked around. It seemed no one was coming, so I found a bed, lay down, and took a nap. After about five minutes, I suddenly vaguely felt someone fiddling with my clothes. I opened my eyes and saw that it was the two people from before.

But just as I got up to look at them, because my clothes weren't tied very tightly, they came undone as I stood up, revealing my chest and cleavage.

Just as I was about to put my clothes back on, they suddenly grabbed my hands, one on each side, and their free hands tore open my thin nurse's uniform. Now I was only wearing a bra and panties, exposed to them. I angrily asked them what they wanted, but they had already pulled me off the bed and dragged me behind the medicine cabinet.

The infirmary wasn't big, but this space was quite secluded. By then, I had no chance to scream; they had already taken off their pants.

The stronger one pinned me down, forcing me to lie face down on all fours. The other one, the one who had been peeping at me, quickly shoved his penis into my mouth. It was so fast I didn't have time to resist before my mouth was stuffed shut.

Although he looked rather thin, his... well, he was anything but thin. It felt like a stick being shoved into my mouth. At the same time, the one pinning me down quickly pulled down my underwear.

I initially thought he might be going to insert in a doggy style, and my hands were still struggling. However, because the one behind me was stronger, he gripped my hands tightly and pulled them back, seemingly treating me like a horse, with his hands acting as a leash, constantly tugging.

Just as his thick glans was moving between my buttocks, and I thought he was about to insert into my vagina, I suddenly felt a sharp pain. With each thrust, the pain intensified. It turned out he wasn't inserting into my vagina, but into my anus.

Although I've seen anal sex in porn, I never imagined I would experience it myself. Because my anus is very narrow, and his glans was extremely swollen, I had to endure immense pain with every thrust.

But to my dismay, I had another man's penis in my mouth, and he seemed to be moving in and out of my mouth in rhythm with the man behind me.

Just as I was about to scream in pain, he shoved his thick penis into my mouth again, so I could only let out a muffled scream.

After about a minute, my sensations suddenly changed. My whole body felt burning hot, and my anus became increasingly numb and tingling. With each thrust, my anus no longer hurt as before; it even felt different. This was much more exciting than penetration in the missionary position. There was no pain anymore; instead, a different kind of excitement spread from my back to my buttocks, thighs, calves, and then back to my entire body. I experienced wave after wave of orgasms.

He seemed to find it harder to thrust while holding my hands, so he simply let go of my hands and placed them on my waist, launching a more intense attack. Because of my orgasm, my hips swayed along with his movements, advancing and retreating with each thrust. As he thrust forward, I retreated.

With each in-and-out motion, the distance increased, naturally amplifying the intensity and making it even more exciting. On the other side, he seemed to reach orgasm quickly, some of his semen already entering my mouth, so he simply ejaculated directly inside me.

I swallowed it all in one gulp, and he seemed satisfied, leaning against the wall, looking exhausted. But the one behind me seemed unsatisfied, his movements becoming faster and faster. Because of the orgasm, my love juices kept overflowing, wetting the floor.

At that moment, I forgot to scream for help, instead making panting sounds. This felt even better than penetration, so my moans and gasps became abnormally hoarse, and tears streamed down my face, sounding somewhat like crying. Yet, the sound was so suggestive, which I think probably aroused him even more.

I heard me scream, and his strength increased even more. Finally, I heard him shout, "Ah, that was great!" and pull out, ejaculating onto my back.

Because of so many orgasms, I was almost completely exhausted and collapsed to the ground, still panting heavily. While I was lying on the ground catching my breath, the two of them fled the scene without looking back. Only then did I realize that I needed to quickly clean the semen off my body, so I used all my strength to stand up.

Since it was nap time, no one was walking in the corridor, and the restroom was quite close, so I grabbed my gym clothes and headed to the nearest women's restroom.

I had planned to change into my gym clothes after covering that classmate's class to go to the gym to practice badminton, but this unexpectedly came in handy. Because of the semen and my vaginal fluid, my underwear was a bit dirty, so I gave up on the idea of wearing underwear.

I carefully put away my underwear, covered my chest with my uniform, and stealthily made my way to the restroom. I was only wearing a bra, completely naked, so I was terrified of being discovered.

Luckily, I reached the restroom, so I rushed in. Thankfully, there was one with a shower. It was originally intended as a shower area for students to clean themselves after PE class, but due to budget constraints, only one shower was provided in each restroom. At least

I could finally wash off the odor. The man who ejaculated behind me wasn't just physically large; the amount of semen was also enormous, soaking my entire back and making me smell strongly of semen. I had to wash it off quickly.

Just as I was relieved that no one had noticed, I opened the door to go in, only to find a boy masturbating inside. At first, I thought I had gone to the wrong restroom, but after looking around, I was certain that he was the one who had the wrong place.

He seemed close to ejaculating. He wasn't startled when the door suddenly opened; instead, he saw me standing almost naked in front of him. He reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me inside.

Because I was naked, it was easy for him to penetrate me directly. Since I had just experienced anal orgasm, and his penis wasn't very large, I didn't feel anything. And since he seemed close to ejaculating, he ejaculated in less than a minute.

He pulled out the moment he ejaculated. The process was so fast I even wondered if I was masturbating with my fingers. In the entire time from when I opened the door to when he rushed out, less than a minute had passed. He managed to pull me in, penetrate, thrust, ejaculate, pull out, and run away. At the time, I thought I didn't feel anything, and my whole body felt sticky, so I quickly forgot about it.

I turned on the tap and started washing myself. I finished quickly, put on a bra, and changed into my workout clothes.

Because I was wearing shorts and no underwear, I pulled my clothes outside so they weren't visible. After adjusting my clothes, I quickly went back to the infirmary to freshen up.

Since my nurse's uniform was torn, I quickly covered my tracks, hoping it had been stolen. I wiped the wet floor clean, clapped my hands, and just then the bell rang, so I headed straight for the gymnasium.

But the venue was already booked, so the class had to be moved to the evening. I went back to class, and during the second period in the afternoon, someone came to tell me I needed to go to the student council. Huh?

I'm not usually very enthusiastic about student council activities, so why are they looking for me?

Just as I entered the student council president's office, the door slammed shut. That's when I realized the president was the same person who had thrown herself at me in the warehouse that morning. She was now accompanied by four boys. At her command, I was surrounded by them. Apparently, her investigation had revealed that I was the person the woman had been flirting with liked.

So it seemed she had hired those four to get revenge on me. Since I was only left in my tracksuit, and their actions were so rough, it was as if they wanted to devour me alive.

So I quickly grabbed my clothes and said, "I'll take them off myself, you don't need to help."

Just as they discovered I wasn't wearing underwear when I pulled down my shorts, they practically swarmed me.

I'm seventeen years old, a high school student, 165cm tall, 46kg, with measurements of 31-25-27. My hobbies are playing basketball, shopping, dancing, and occasionally going on outings or hiking with friends. Day after day, I'm a very ordinary high school girl. Although I have no shortage of suitors, due to my strict upbringing, I still don't have a boyfriend and therefore no sexual experience.

I remember my first experience with masturbation was in sixth grade. I was watching porn with friends, and I started masturbating too. At the time, I didn't know that this was called masturbation; I just felt it was very pleasurable. From then on, I developed a masturbation habit, at least four to five times a week. Once, I masturbated five times in one day. My whole family was out, so I watched porn while using a toy to reach orgasm. Twice I didn't actually orgasm, and the other three times the level of arousal varied. This was the most masturbations I've experienced in a short period.

Okay, now that I've introduced myself, let's get to the main point. Why do I call it an unforgettable day? Because what happened on that day is something no one would believe, yet it's so real. So I'm sharing it here, hoping that if anyone has had a similar unforgettable day, they can tell me what they would do.

I remember that morning was very sunny. I put on my uniform and went to school in a very happy mood. Because my home was halfway up the mountain, I had to walk down for about ten minutes to take the bus to school. Actually, it didn't take that long. There was another route that was faster, taking less than five minutes to get to the bus stop.

However, because this route was more remote, not many people knew about it. I would only choose this route when I was in a hurry, and I would usually walk with someone I knew. It was broad daylight, so I felt less afraid.

For some reason, I suddenly felt like humming a pop song today. Before I knew it, I was walking down that little path. Sometimes, because I was in a rush, I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings while walking this path. Now, looking around, if it weren't for the narrow path and the thick grass, this path would be much more picturesque than the main road. There were mountains, water, flowers, and grass. Because the fog from this morning hadn't completely dissipated, it looked hazy. Wow, it felt like entering a different world.

Just as I was admiring the scenery, a groan suddenly interrupted my thoughts. I initially thought I must have misheard and was about to leave when another groan reached my ears, which piqued my curiosity.

Following the sound, I secretly peeked through the bushes and realized why I was making those noises. It turned out to be a student couple doing *that*. They were both in uniform, so they were from a prestigious high school in the city, and apparently lived in the same neighborhood.

The boy looked familiar, though I wasn't sure if they lived on the same street. I didn't recognize the girl, but then I saw her backpack—wow, that's a backpack from a high-class, elite high school! Her face was fairly pretty, but her figure was nowhere near mine—that's what I was so proud of.

Compared to girls my age, I wasn't bad off; I'd had many suitors, but they'd all turned me down because of my family and school.

The boy's actions grew increasingly bold. First, his hands roamed freely over her body, then one hand ventured under her skirt, while the other continued to knead her breasts. Perhaps the force was too strong, for her bra was ripped off during his caresses.

Judging from her expression, she seemed quite experienced, moaning in rhythm with his movements. Perhaps she thought no one knew this place, hence her boldness?

The boy's hand was inside her skirt; from my angle, I couldn't see what was under the skirt, but I could clearly see it heaving up and down. I guessed he was using his fingers.

Looking down from her skirt, her underwear was already pulled up to her calves, but she hadn't taken it off. Although her figure wasn't fully developed, her legs were undeniably beautiful.

As I was admiring those legs, the girl suddenly screamed, snapping me back to reality and drawing my attention to their actions. It seemed the boy had reached his limit; he first draped those legs over his shoulders, then quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect penis.

From this angle, I could only vaguely see the girl's private parts, which looked as fresh and juicy as a peach, with her juices flowing freely. And the boy's penis—wow, this was the first time I'd ever seen it with my own eyes

! Watching his head bob back and forth, seemingly searching for the best way to penetrate, I saw a red-hot glans and a thick penis. I hadn't expected this seemingly unremarkable boy to be so impressive inside.

Suddenly, my underwear felt damp. I realized I couldn't take it anymore; my juices were flowing freely. At that moment, my hand was beyond my control; it instinctively lifted my skirt and began to penetrate.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the girl's screams turned into constant panting and moaning, while the boy held her legs tightly, thrusting back and forth repeatedly, seemingly having penetrated her.

The girl's facial expression grew increasingly pained, yet she continued to pant and scream; it was impossible to tell if she was in pain or pleasure. The boy, however, seemed determined to satisfy her, his thrusts becoming faster and faster. It was unclear whether the boy was moving in sync with the girl's moans, or whether the girl was panting in sync with the boy's thrusts.

But I wasn't idle either. Three fingers were fully inserted, thrusting in and out relentlessly. I couldn't make a sound like the girl, or I might get discovered. I listened to the girl's screams and gasps, while the boy continued thrusting. My fingers were moving faster and faster, as if all three of us would reach orgasm simultaneously.

Suddenly, the boy groaned, hastily pulling his penis out while continuing to rub it with his hand. The girl, almost kneeling, caught the boy's semen in her mouth, licking it all up. My actions stopped as they straightened each other's clothes. I dusted myself off, tidied myself up, and quietly left to continue my journey to school.

After walking down the side path, I soon saw the bus stop. Because of what happened earlier, I had been delayed for a while, so the time it took to walk down the main road was about the same as what it took to walk down. Just as I reached the bus stop, I turned around and saw the student couple walking towards me together. It seemed they weren't taking the same bus. The girl brushed the boy's hair aside, said something, smiled, and walked away.

The boy, however, walked towards me without looking back. Hmm, was he taking the same bus as me?

I lowered my head, gripping my backpack tightly with both hands, afraid that my nervousness would reveal what had just happened. After all, seeing it with my own eyes was different from watching it on TV. What if he started talking to me and I didn't notice? Wouldn't I have to tell everyone?

So when he walked towards me, I tried to avoid eye contact. But judging from his expression, he didn't seem to notice anything amiss and seemed quite at ease. Just then, the bus pulled into the station, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed they hadn't noticed me at all. Heh, maybe that girl was shouting too loudly, so they didn't see me behind the bushes?

After people started boarding, there were quite a few people, and they kept pushing me in. When I looked up, it was actually the same guy from before! I hadn't realized he was so tall. My height is considered above average among girls my age, but compared to him, I'm much shorter.

He was probably a head taller than me. His muscular chest kept pressing against me because of the number of people in the car. While he wasn't my type, by other girls' standards, he was practically a prince charming. Especially after seeing his little brother under his pants, I figured that girl must be very lucky to

have such an enviable boyfriend. Thinking about this, the car lurched, and I lost my balance and bumped into his chest again. But because of the car, he didn't seem to notice me much. After I apologized, he glanced at me and turned away. Hmm, with his cool demeanor, he was becoming more and more of a heartthrob.

The car continued to sway, but because I was holding onto the seat back, I managed to stay level and didn't keep bumping into his chest.

Wow, once the car entered the city, I realized it was particularly congested today. The car kept stopping and starting, and it looked like I was going to be late again. Just as I was getting worried, something suddenly went under my skirt. At first, I thought it was someone else's thing, maybe it accidentally slipped into my skirt with a sway.

But just as that thing slowly moved towards my private area, I realized it was a hand. First, it kept rubbing between my thighs. When the car braked suddenly, it took advantage of the chaos to slip its fingers into my private parts. But it didn't take off my underwear, it just used its fingers to spread it open, and it only used two fingers to move them in and out. Meanwhile, another hand was already attacking from behind my uniform shirt. It seemed to be the same person.

The hand above slowly slipped inside my uniform, reaching my breasts. It didn't pull off my bra, but simply used its fingers to probe and rub my nipples. The movements were subtle, and perhaps due to the lighting, my front appeared perfectly normal; no one noticed anything amiss.

Looking up at the boy, I realized he was gone. I was still gripping the chair back tightly with one hand for balance, while the other, occupied with my bag, prevented me from dealing with the mysterious man's advances.

As the mysterious man's attacks grew bolder, I could vaguely feel his erection, poised to strike, through my clothes. Even then, I could clearly feel its thickness, relentlessly ramming into me as the car moved. And I, incredibly, couldn't resist; as he attacked me from both ends—essentially penetrating me through my clothes—my juices began to flow freely.

The mysterious man seemed to sense my excitement and became even bolder, pulling his underwear down to his thighs. Just as he slowly lifted my skirt, thank goodness, the car stopped. The mysterious man swiftly withdrew his hand from under my clothes and skirt.

Hey, you forgot to put my underwear on! Just as I was about to see what this mysterious guy looked like, I was startled. I turned around and, to my surprise, our eyes met. It was him!

As soon as our eyes met, he quickly turned his head away and followed the crowd getting off the bus. Since I still had a few stops before school, I couldn't get off to argue with him. I checked my watch—oh no, I was already late!

When I entered the classroom, the first class was already in progress—math. Hmm, this teacher is nice. It was almost my turn, but the teacher still hadn't marked me late. Because our school is a co-educational school, the boys teased me a bit, asking if I had done something yesterday. But the class quickly quieted down after the teacher's command.

I quickly went to my seat and sat down. Because of what had just happened, my underwear wasn't on yet and was still hanging between my thighs.

Today I wore that custom-made skirt again. The style was the same as the one at school, but the material was much different. Mine was silk, and it was much shorter and wider than the school one, almost like a plus-size mini-skirt. I could vaguely see the lace trim of my underwear between my thighs. I was worried that someone might notice when the classmate sitting next to me seemed to notice.

Because I was sitting on the edge, in the last seat, only he could clearly see my whole body. But he was a very nice person, exactly my type—the gentle, refined type. People with worse grades naturally like those with better grades; I don't know who set this rule, but even I wasn't exempt. He took a piece of clothing out of his bag—his judo uniform. Oh, he's in the judo club too, isn't that great?

Not only was he good at academics, but he was also good at sports. He quickly handed me his judo uniform, and I looked at him gratefully. While my classmates were busy taking notes, I quickly put on my underwear and returned the uniform to him.

Afterward, he didn't ask me why. After tidying up his uniform, he continued to focus on the teacher's explanation, and I quickly snapped out of my reverie and diligently took notes. He asked for leave for the next class to practice at his club. It seems our school is determined to win the national judo competition. Thinking about this, isn't our badminton club going to participate in the city school competition soon?

Oh, I'm in the badminton club. I originally wanted to join the judo club with him, but unfortunately I didn't meet the weight requirement, so I had to join the badminton club, which is closest to the judo club. Hehe, I'm going to the badminton club for practice this afternoon, then I'll see him.

During the third period, the teacher was absent, and the whole class went into chaos. Some ran off to play badminton, while others went to the back hill to be lovey-dovey.

Ah, our school has an artificial hill, and because it's located in the most remote part of the school, we call it the back hill. And some of those people are what we call class couples.

Sigh, seeing other couples whispering sweet nothings, hand in hand heading towards the back hill, made me feel down again. I really envy those classmates; they're not afraid of the teachers at all, so bold on campus. Unlike me, a seemingly well-behaved girl, I actually crave love and care deep down. Although I'm not a good student, because of my family, the teachers seem to pay special attention to me, making me afraid to misbehave.

Ah, never mind. The classmates all dispersed. Although some well-behaved students continued studying, I wasn't really like them. So, after thanking the person who invited me to play ball, I headed to the school rooftop.

This is a restricted area, but you know what? Restricted areas are restricted areas, but we don't care. The door opened easily. I'd thought the weather was so nice today, I might as well go to the balcony for some fresh air. But when I went inside, I found someone already there – apparently an older boy sneaking in to smoke.

He seemed to notice me, but didn't seem to care, continuing to smoke. I figured I shouldn't bother him, so I found an empty spot, dusted myself off, and lay down to enjoy the sun.

Wow, this was a wonderful, relaxing break from my busy schedule. As I stretched, preparing to catch up on the sleep I'd lost from staying up late the night before, the boy spoke to me: "Hey, are you going to do it?" What

? What does he take me for? My first time is meant for the person I love most! Who does he think he is, just doing it like that?

I ignored him and continued to enjoy my sunbathing. That's when he got angry. He stepped over me and pressed his foot down on me, grabbing my hands and giving me no chance to resist.

Then he said, "Stop pretending. It's during class time, and a girl like you is here alone. You're not exactly a respectable woman. You must have slept with a lot of people. Come on, I guarantee that after you sleep with me, you'll be in ecstasy and won't want to go looking for other men."

After saying that, he attacked my lips with his mouth, slowly moving to my breasts. After releasing my hands, he tore open my uniform with his hands, ripping off the buttons and ripping off my bra. Soon my entire breasts were exposed in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

I quickly took advantage of the moment he released my hands to tear my clothes. Right after ripping off my bra, I quickly crossed my arms in front of my chest and said, "You can, but you're not allowed to penetrate. You're only allowed to move above the waist. If you dare to touch anything below the waist, I'll scream. Although this place is relatively secluded, it's broad daylight and there are many people at school. I don't believe no one will hear

me." After I said this, he quickly took one hand out of my skirt, because while I was speaking, he had already pulled down my underwear, as if preparing to go straight in without any preamble.

"Okay, but you have to use your mouth instead of your vagina, otherwise I'd rather knock you out first. You know, that wouldn't be fun at all, so..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly unzipped his pants and took out his penis. What he said actually made some sense. His penis had a big head and a thick, long penis. At that moment, I was already...

I don't know why I so naturally put his penis in my mouth. I was probably really influenced by its size. Although it was just oral sex, I really wanted it to be inserted into my vagina. At this time, my vagina was already very full and overflowing with love juice. But because of my longing for love, I was still very resistant to having him penetrate me, whom I had just met. I didn't even know his name yet.

While licking, he used the tip of his tongue to rotate it continuously, taking the entire penis into his mouth and moving it in and out. This action seemed to give him a very satisfying feeling. The glans was very swollen, and because I was using my mouth, when I pulled it out, there was still my saliva dripping down from it.

After he yelled that he couldn't take it anymore, he pushed me down and clamped his penis between my breasts, thrusting repeatedly between my breasts. This action made it hard for me to breathe. I gasped for air, my chest heaving up and down with each breath, which only made him thrust faster and faster. He kept squeezing my breasts with both hands, as if trying to replace the pleasure of my vagina with my cleavage, continuing to thrust in and out. As I gasped for breath, my gaze shifted to my chest, watching his glans appear and disappear, constantly moving in and out of my cleavage. This feeling suddenly reminded me that I had masturbated in this way before, except that back then I used my breasts to clamp a baseball bat, while now it was a real thing happening right in front of me.

His movements became faster and faster, as if he was about to reach his limit. My breasts, squeezed under his pressure, were very red and erect. Just as he was about to ejaculate, I quickly pushed him away.

"Don't stay on me!"

He didn't seem to care much, taking care of himself with his hand and quickly ejaculating.

While he was ejaculating, I quickly put on my uniform and tidied myself up. Because he complied with my request and didn't force himself on me, I didn't feel raped. As far as I was concerned, as long as there was no penetration, I was still a virgin.

So after saying things like "I don't want to see you again," I left without looking back. I guess he didn't care either?

Seeing that he was still lost in the throes of ejaculation, I quickly went downstairs. Since the fourth period was with the same teacher, I figured I still had some time. Having just gone through this myself, I suddenly felt a strong urge to talk to the boy I had a crush on.

Of course, not to tell him about this, but just to have someone to talk to, so I headed towards the gymnasium. The judo club's practice area was in the gymnasium's basement. When I got there, I didn't see him. I searched for a while, but although the judo club wasn't large, the space was tiny. Just as I was about to go back to the classroom and sleep,

I suddenly remembered the basement storage room, where the sports equipment was stored. Normally, no one went there unless there was a specific reason. I suddenly thought he might be there, so I figured it wasn't far and I'd go look for him.

Actually, I've masturbated there before. I kept inserting sports equipment, like baseball bats and rackets. I could insert anything that was rod-shaped. But since I was never actually penetrated by a penis, I still don't know what it felt like. I wonder if it felt the same as a baseball bat. I think it would be a little different, since a baseball bat is hard, while that thing is elastic, right?

Thinking this, I arrived at the warehouse door and was about to open it when I suddenly heard sounds coming from inside. Out of curiosity, I secretly opened the door. There were many exercise equipment inside, including vaulting boxes. I quickly hid behind one of the vaulting boxes, from which I could see what was happening inside without being discovered. It turned out he was really inside, but there was another person inside as well, a girl, probably a lower-grade student. I wondered what they were talking about; it seemed like they were arguing.

No way?

Could they be a couple?

How could he be so clever as to have a girlfriend without our class's gossips finding out?

With a quick turn, I moved to the other vaulting platform. From there, I could clearly hear their conversation. Apparently, it was an argument about the girl trying to seduce him and him refusing. Hmph, of course, if he were that easy, why would I like him so much?

While they were arguing, the girl actually started unbuttoning her uniform. What surprised me even more was that she wasn't wearing anything underneath—I mean, no bra. It's summer, and our girls' uniforms are white. How could she be so bold? If she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and she sweated a little, wouldn't she be completely exposed? Or maybe she wasn't wearing anything because she was preparing for this situation.

In short, she had now presented her breasts to him in their entirety. Her pink nipples rose and fell with her chest. Although they were not fully developed, small had its advantages. They looked very firm, and I think this kind of touch should bring pleasure to a man.

Just as I was getting nervous, fearing he might succumb to temptation and do something to betray me—well, even if he did, he couldn't truly betray me, though I would be heartbroken—he closed her clothes with his hand and whispered something in her ear. Because he spoke so softly, I couldn't hear him. But after he finished speaking, the girl seemed very sad;

she ran out without even buttoning her clothes properly. While I was wondering what he had said, I accidentally kicked something nearby, and he noticed. "Hey, what are you doing here?"

I was momentarily speechless, and blurted out, "Ah, I was getting some equipment here when you and she ran in, and I panicked and hid."

I gave a wry smile. Good heavens, what a terrible excuse! But he didn't seem to care much about my answer; his eyes kept darting over me, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't. "Are you trying to tell me not to reveal what happened? Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped..."

He suddenly interrupted me, lunging at me, and we ended up lying on the mattress. "No, I... do you know what I said to her that made her give up and leave?"

He seemed very nervous, but I was even more nervous. He grabbed both of my hands with one hand and pressed his whole body against mine. Our lips were very close, and I could almost have a deep kiss if I just tilted my head slightly. What I could feel even more clearly was that his thing was sticking out of his pants leg and pressing against my private parts, but I couldn't feel its length and thickness clearly through the clothes.

I was very nervous at the time, and my voice was trembling a little; "So... I, she... what exactly... do you want to say?"

At this moment, he lowered his head and lightly pecked my lips, and then said; "I told her that I already have someone I like, and that person... is you."

I was completely numb from head to toe, probably because I was so excited. I didn't say anything more, just stuck my tongue out of his mouth and stirred it around. I wanted to express my feelings through actions; I thought he would understand, right?

Sure enough, he seemed to notice my initiative. After I took the initiative, he took the initiative too, continuing to stir his tongue in my mouth while using his hands to unhook my bra and slowly rubbed it against my breasts. My bra was torn off because of the rubbing.

Hmm, I think I need to change my bra

. How could it be torn off so easily? Maybe it's shrunk? Hehe, let's not get off here.

By this time, my whole body was burning hot, and my private parts were even more so, with love juice flowing out continuously, soaking my underwear. At this point, he slowly moved his hands from my breasts to the hem of my skirt, easily unbuttoning it, while his tongue continued to lick my tongue, feeling as if his tongue had become his penis and my mouth had become my vagina.

His tongue moved in and out incessantly, and I kept clenching it, fueling his desire to continue. After he unbuttoned my skirt, I could clearly feel that my underwear was almost completely soaked, probably due to sweat. But it didn't matter; he slowly pulled my underwear down, only to my calves, not completely off. He then stopped his deep kiss and his gaze fell on my private parts.

This was the first time I had truly exposed myself completely to a man other than a family member.

Of course, when I was little, I often ran around naked, and family members like my father would see. But that was when I was little; now I'm a grown woman.

His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets. Then he buried his head between my legs and began to serve me with his mouth. First, he lightly touched the area around my labia with the tip of his tongue, then he kept thrusting in and out. It was incredibly slippery, probably because of my love juice and his saliva,

and he seemed very comfortable moving in and out. With each thrust, I kept moaning. Now I understood why the girl felt so good when I saw that student couple that morning.

It felt so good. This touch sent waves of tingling sensations through me, a bit like being electrocuted.

As he went in and out, I kept panting and moaning, and of course, I said things like "I love you," but he didn't seem to respond much. His tongue kept moving around my labia, and each time he went in, some of my vaginal fluid would gush out. In about two minutes, I had soaked the entire mat.

My upper body was probably sweat, and my lower body was probably vaginal fluid.

It was sticky and viscous, but I guess vaginal fluid is exciting. I just felt hotter and more excited, and my hands started to unconsciously rub my breasts while I kept panting and moaning.

Just then, he slowly pulled me up, making me get into a quadruped position. He said that the back-riding position would be better for someone like me who was doing it for the first time, making penetration easier.

Actually, I was already out of my mind; I would have agreed to anal sex even if he wanted me to. Just as I was thinking this, he took off his underwear and pulled out that red-hot iron rod. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain there. He had already penetrated me from behind. This was my first real experience of being penetrated by a penis.

As the red, fleshy glans slowly entered my vagina from my labia, it felt like it was going straight to my uterus. By then, he was all the way in. The entire glans, the entire penis, was more real than any other toy. When he pulled out, I suddenly felt a void, and then when he inserted it again, I felt a tingling sensation.

During this in-and-out process, I kept panting and screaming.

"Mmm...ah...ah...don't stop, ah...faster, faster!"

With these cries, he continued to thrust relentlessly, until finally he was moving left and right inside, constantly bumping against my labia, constantly rubbing against my vagina. My vaginal fluid continued to gush out. During the back-and-forth movement, his entire glans remained inside my vagina, the red, swollen glans seemingly swollen to its maximum.

I felt like I was about to explode, and I kept rubbing my breasts and nipples with my hands, alternating between them. My pink nipples stood erect, swollen to their maximum size, just like his glans, and were flushed red. In and out, in and out.

Mmm…ah…ah…faster, faster…

and he seemed to respond to my screams, his speed increasing with my pleas.

I couldn't take it anymore, I had already had my second orgasm, and I had no strength left. He seemed to sense my orgasm and ejaculated with me, so after another violent thrust, he quickly withdrew, turned me over, and laid me in front of him, letting my body receive all his semen, completing my first time.

I don't know if it was because the movements were too intense, but even after he ejaculated on me, my whole body continued to twitch. It wasn't exactly a cramp, but it felt as if his penis was still inside me, continuing to move in and out. I maintained this feeling for a long time.

It took about ten minutes for the twitching to subside a little. He was very gentle. After I got dressed, he used his towel to wipe all the sweat, semen, and vaginal fluids off my body. He then gently stroked my hair with his large hands. Because of playing badminton, I had cut my hair short, but after such intense exercise, I was covered in sweat.

About five minutes later, my twitching gradually stopped, and my mood slowly calmed down. He, because he couldn't leave for too long due to practice, had already left. I straightened my clothes, dusted myself off, and prepared to go back to the classroom.

Ah, that's when I suddenly remembered that I had to cover for a classmate.

So I abandoned my plan to go back to the classroom and headed to the infirmary. Because of the school, the nurses in the infirmary are students, supposedly to save money and also so that the female students can learn some health concepts.

Of course, it's a female classmate! How could a boy become a nurse? And I happen to know the current nurse, so whenever she needs help, I volunteer to help. Actually, not many people come to the infirmary at lunchtime, so I can eat while I work as a nurse—basically, I'm keeping watch over the infirmary.

Walking into the infirmary, I looked around. Sigh, the doctor's gone somewhere again. Speaking of that doctor, he's a notorious womanizer! Haha, it's better he's not here. It's only lunchtime, and there are beds in the infirmary to sleep on; it's much better than being in the classroom.

So I put down my lunch and prepared to change into my nurse's uniform. Actually, this nurse's uniform is really convenient; it's basically like a coat—you just slip it on.

It was hot that day, and wearing my nurse's uniform would only make it hotter, so I looked around to make sure no one was there before going behind the medicine cabinet to change out of my uniform. After a morning of fuss, the uniform looked a bit dirty.

Just as I took off my top and was about to unbutton my skirt, someone suddenly shouted outside. Before I could even put my clothes back on, someone was already standing in front of me. I was still wearing my skirt, but my top was off, leaving me only in my bra.

When our eyes met, he suddenly ran out again. I quickly unbuttoned my skirt and put my nurse's uniform back on. Because it was urgent, I didn't really care if the belt was tied tight before running out.

It turned out they were students who came to borrow supplies for class. There were two of them. One was the person who had just seen me changing clothes. He seemed quite nervous, and his face was a little red. The other one looked much more muscular. He was probably from the sports team.

They were probably the kind of people with well-developed limbs. I quickly handed over the utensils, exchanged a few pleasantries, and told them to leave while I continued eating my lunch.

It was a sandwich; because I was on a diet, I was only allowed to drink water. I finished my lunch quickly, then looked around. Seeing that no one was coming, I found a bed, lay down, and took a nap. After about five minutes, I suddenly vaguely felt someone fiddling with my clothes. I opened my eyes and realized it was those two people from before.

But just as I got up to look at them, because my belt hadn't been tied very tightly, it came undone when I suddenly stood up, revealing my chest and clearly showing my cleavage.

Just as I was about to put my clothes back on, the two of them suddenly grabbed my hands, one on each side. Their free hands tore open my thin nurse's uniform, leaving me completely naked except for my bra and panties. I angrily asked them what they wanted, but they had already pulled me off the bed and dragged me behind the medicine cabinet.

The infirmary wasn't big, but this spot was quite secluded. By then, I didn't have a chance to scream; they had already taken off their pants.

The stronger one pinned me down, forcing me to lie face down on all fours. The other one, the one who had been peeping at me, quickly shoved his penis into my mouth. It was so fast I didn't have time to resist before my mouth was stuffed shut.

Although he looked rather thin, his... well, he was anything but thin. It felt like a stick being shoved into my mouth. At the same time, the one pinning me down quickly pulled down my underwear.

I initially thought he might be going to insert in a doggy style, and my hands were still struggling. However, because the one behind me was stronger, he gripped my hands tightly and pulled them back, seemingly treating me like a horse, with his hands acting as a leash, constantly tugging.

Just as his thick glans was moving between my buttocks, and I thought he was about to insert into my vagina, I suddenly felt a sharp pain. With each thrust, the pain intensified. It turned out he wasn't inserting into my vagina, but into my anus.

Although I've seen anal sex in porn, I never imagined I would experience it myself. Because my anus is very narrow, and his glans was extremely swollen, I had to endure immense pain with every thrust.

But to my dismay, I had another man's penis in my mouth, and he seemed to be moving in and out of my mouth in rhythm with the man behind me.

Just as I was about to scream in pain, he shoved his thick penis into my mouth again, so I could only let out a muffled scream.

After about a minute, my sensations suddenly changed. My whole body felt burning hot, and my anus became increasingly numb and tingling. With each thrust, my anus no longer hurt as before; it even felt different. This was much more exciting than penetration in the missionary position. There was no pain anymore; instead, a different kind of excitement spread from my back to my buttocks, thighs, calves, and then back to my entire body. I experienced wave after wave of orgasms.

He seemed to find it harder to thrust while holding my hands, so he simply let go of my hands and placed them on my waist, launching a more intense attack. Because of my orgasm, my hips swayed along with his movements, advancing and retreating with each thrust. As he thrust forward, I retreated.

With each in-and-out motion, the distance increased, naturally amplifying the intensity and making it even more exciting. On the other side, he seemed to reach orgasm quickly, some of his semen already entering my mouth, so he simply ejaculated directly inside me.

I swallowed it all in one gulp, and he seemed satisfied, leaning against the wall, looking exhausted. But the one behind me seemed unsatisfied, his movements becoming faster and faster. Because of the orgasm, my love juices kept overflowing, wetting the floor.

At that moment, I forgot to scream for help, instead making panting sounds. This felt even better than penetration, so my moans and gasps became abnormally hoarse, and tears streamed down my face, sounding somewhat like crying. Yet, the sound was so suggestive, which I think probably aroused him even more.

I heard me scream, and his strength increased even more. Finally, I heard him shout, "Ah, that was great!" and pull out, ejaculating onto my back.

Because of so many orgasms, I was almost completely exhausted and collapsed to the ground, still panting heavily. While I was lying on the ground catching my breath, the two of them fled the scene without looking back. Only then did I realize that I needed to quickly clean the semen off my body, so I used all my strength to stand up.

Since it was nap time, no one was walking in the corridor, and the restroom was quite close, so I grabbed my gym clothes and headed to the nearest women's restroom.

I had planned to change into my gym clothes after covering that classmate's class to go to the gym to practice badminton, but this unexpectedly came in handy. Because of the semen and my vaginal fluid, my underwear was a bit dirty, so I gave up on the idea of wearing underwear.

I carefully put away my underwear, covered my chest with my uniform, and stealthily made my way to the restroom. I was only wearing a bra, completely naked, so I was terrified of being discovered.

Luckily, I reached the restroom, so I rushed in. Thankfully, there was one with a shower. It was originally intended as a shower area for students to clean themselves after PE class, but due to budget constraints, only one shower was provided in each restroom. At least

I could finally wash off the odor. The man who ejaculated behind me wasn't just physically large; the amount of semen was also enormous, soaking my entire back and making me smell strongly of semen. I had to wash it off quickly.

Just as I was relieved that no one had noticed, I opened the door to go in, only to find a boy masturbating inside. At first, I thought I had gone to the wrong restroom, but after looking around, I was certain that he was the one who had the wrong place.

He seemed close to ejaculating. He wasn't startled when the door suddenly opened; instead, he saw me standing almost naked in front of him. He reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me inside.

Because I was naked, it was easy for him to penetrate me directly. Since I had just experienced anal orgasm, and his penis wasn't very large, I didn't feel anything. And since he seemed close to ejaculating, he ejaculated in less than a minute.

He pulled out the moment he ejaculated. The process was so fast I even wondered if I was masturbating with my fingers. In the entire time from when I opened the door to when he rushed out, less than a minute had passed. He managed to pull me in, penetrate, thrust, ejaculate, pull out, and run away. At the time, I thought I didn't feel anything, and my whole body felt sticky, so I quickly forgot about it.

I turned on the tap and started washing myself. I finished quickly, put on a bra, and changed into my workout clothes.

Because I was wearing shorts and no underwear, I pulled my clothes outside so they weren't visible. After adjusting my clothes, I quickly went back to the infirmary to freshen up.

Since my nurse's uniform was torn, I quickly covered my tracks, hoping it had been stolen. I wiped the wet floor clean, clapped my hands, and just then the bell rang, so I headed straight for the gymnasium.

But the venue was already booked, so the class had to be moved to the evening. I went back to class, and during the second period in the afternoon, someone came to tell me I needed to go to the student council. Huh?

I'm not usually very enthusiastic about student council activities, so why are they looking for me?

Just as I entered the student council president's office, the door slammed shut. That's when I realized the president was the same person who had thrown herself at me in the warehouse that morning. She was now accompanied by four boys. At her command, I was surrounded by them. Apparently, her investigation revealed that I was the person the woman had been flirting with liked.

So it seemed she had hired these four to get revenge on me. Since I was only left in my tracksuit, and their actions were so rough, it was as if they wanted to devour me alive.

So I quickly pulled at my clothes and said, "I'll take them off myself, you don't need to help."

Just as they discovered I wasn't wearing underwear, they practically swarmed me.

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